Book 1 of Sinful Series
Aayan Kapoor- 28.Ceo of Kapoor Industries.
''He knew loving her was a sin but he himself was a devil"
Used to be sunshine boy but something drastic happened which made him ruthless and arrogant.He not only rules the business...
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Ayaan made me sit on the cushioned seat next to the bathtub and turned on the faucet, letting hot water run into the tub. He added bubble soap, and soon the bathtub was filled with fragrant bubbles, the same scent that always lingered around him.
"Come on, tigress, let's bathe," he said. I looked at him in astonishment, did he mean we were going to bathe together?
"Are... Are we gonna bathe together?" I asked, stuttering, trying to gauge if he was serious or not. His face was serious, without a hint of a joke.
"Yes, love. I don't think there's anything left to see. I've seen all of you, and you've seen all of me. There's no need for shame in bathing together. Besides, I've always wanted this," he said. I bit my inner cheeks, trying to control myself from blushing.
He doesn't know what his dirty talk does to me. When I saw his length earlier, I was almost shocked-he's too big. I almost choked on myself.
When he thrust deep inside me, it felt like my soul was leaving my body. But I know he was trying his best to be gentle. As he was thrusting in and out, I didn't tell him to go faster because handling his speed was too much. God knows what would have happened if I had told him to be faster. My feet are so weak that I can barely walk. As I hit my orgasm, my body shuddered. Although it was heavenly perfect, I was lost in my unholy thoughts when I heard him calling my name.
"Kiana, where are you lost?" he asked, snapping me back to reality.
"Nothing, just... just thinking about work," I replied, trying to sound normal.
"Okay, love. Now give your mind some rest; let it be at peace," he said, and I laughed sheepishly.
"Let me help you undress," he said, helping me out of my saree. I sat inside the bathtub. The hot water touched my core, and I winced slightly, but eventually, my body relaxed. I closed my eyes and felt Ayaan sitting behind me, his length pressing against my backside.
He started massaging my shoulders, his fingers working like a professional. He pressed my shoulder, and I let out a soft moan, my body relaxing under his touch. His movements were gentle, a stark contrast to a few moments earlier. If someone had told me a few months ago that I would fall in love with Ayaan, I would have laughed in their face. But now, I proudly say that I am madly, hopelessly, senselessly, magically in love with my dear husband, Mr. Devil Jerk Kapoor. And I am his woman.
I was enjoying his massage when he took the loofah, poured my vanilla lavender body wash, and started scrubbing my body gently. Then he washed off the soap and cleaned the dried cum between my legs, making me moan again.
He went into the shower to bathe while I relaxed, enjoying the view.
"Like what you see, baby?" he asked from the shower. I couldn't resist teasing him, even though I knew that if he came for a second round today, I would surely need bed rest. But who cares about getting burned by fire when it offers such a thrill?
