Kshitij got Kritika

CHAPTER ~ 54

POV :~ KRITIKA

I guess, I was way too underconfident when I said to Aarav that my husband wouldn't act over possesive but he is behaving like a fucking caveman since he saw both of us hugging.

We reached home late at night.

And the minute we stepped inside our room, he slammed his lips against mine.

He was kissing me passionately, deeply, intensely. Holding my thighs, he lifted me up in his arms, and I encircled my legs around his waist and hands around his neck.

We were kissing each other like there's no tomorrow. All the physical attention that we actually missed last month was coming out. It was as if he was showing me how badly he wanted me. He was showing me that he owned me and I was way more ready to be owned by him.

He was biting my lips, licking my tongue and literally — I tasted metal in my mouth. He bit me. But did I stop? No.

I wanted him back. Every inch of him. He gathered my saree up with one end and broke the kiss only to murmur, “Hold me, tight.”

Then his entire attention shifted towards my lower body. He removed my underwear aside in one swift motion, and shoved his fingers inside my core.

“Ah.. fucking wet, wife.”

“Take me t-to bed, Kshitij.”

“Why did he hug you? Hn?” he pulled his finger out, and slapped my core once and I swear it felt like I will find my orgasm that very moment. But he took me to bed and literally and seriously threw me on mattress. I bounced against the soft mattress as my ass felt hurt.

He started unbuttoning his shirt but suddenly as if he got bored by the process, he ripped the shirt from his body and the buttons fell apart on the floor with clinking sounds. The shirt landed right after, giving me the clear view of my husband's chest.

“Why did you hug him?” his voice was deep, intense, just like the first time he had asked me this question.

I shivered, “He..hugged me.”

“And you let him. Hn? Interesting.”

“You're being extra possesive.”

He smirked, “Well, I like it when it comes to my wife.”

He hovered over me, gently touching my cheek.

I palmed his cheek and whispered against his mouth,

“You hugged Hridya too, did I say you something?”

Not for a minute did he hesitate before saying, “I never stopped you. You can act all possessive too. I'll love it.”

I stroked his cheeks gently like he was doing mine, “I will never hug hi—”

“Anyone. Say that you'll never hug anyone except me.”

“I...” I inhaled deeply, “Sometimes.. I'll have to do..I don't know what situation will arise and when.”

“No need. No one will hug you or come closer to you except me. Do you understand?”

A rare smirk appeared on my lips, when I knowingly shook my head.

“You—”

“I will hug him again. What will you do?”

He smirked, “So, we are on the same page, aren't we? You want exactly what I want, I'm right, aren't I?”

I bit my lower lip, knowing full well it seduces him.

He groaned, “Fuck baby,” he traced my bottom lip, “You know where this is going right?”