His Indian Bride (JK FF)

11.

Grandma went to Suzy's room and saw her sobbing badly. She patted her back and Suzy immediately hugged her.

" Am I not good enough, grandma? Why can't he see? I love him so much. I am much better than that Sonalika. I am successful and know all his preferences. I know all hai likes and dislikes, his past, everything about him but he..... He doesn't even bats and eye." Suzy sobbed and Grandma caressed her back.

" I am sorry, Suzy. It was my stubbornness that I brought you here. He is happy with Sonalika. He will never accept you. It's better to move on than getting yourself stuck on him." Grandma consoled her but she only sobbed more.

She slept and grandma sighed knowing her obsession with Jungkook. She was 10 when she got her eyes on him and only wished for him. She let Suzy be thinking Suzy is perfect for Jungkook but she also know how much dangerous her obsession is. She supported Suzy thinking Jungkook married on an impulse but she can clearly see it was not on an impulse so she doesn't wants to be a thorn in his happy life.

Next day, Jungkook and Sonalika went to take Vihaan from hospital. They took him he me and Vihaan was happy to see that his brother-in-law is as good as he wanted for his sister. Day by day looking at Sonalika and Jungkook getting closer Suzy was raging and her hatred grew. After 2 days was grandma and her flight to Korea.

Sonalika was cutting vegetables to cook for her brother. Jungkook backhugged her. It was holiday. He snuggled in the crook of her neck.

" How can I help you?" He said his breath fanning her neck making blood rush to her cheek.

" There is nothing for you to do." She said shyly transferring chopped vegetables to the pan.

He moved her hair and kissed her back. She was wearing a deep back cut suit. He opened the strings with her mouth. She closed her eyes when his lips brushed her bare back. He kissed her back as she gasped a little.

" J-Jungkook, I am cooking." She said with a shaky breath.

" Not Jungkook call me what you called me last night." He said and bit her back sucking on it.

" K-Kookie." She moaned and bit her lip to stop it.

" Exactly. It's a holiday and I want my wife." He said and licked the spot.

He made her sit on kitchen counter and switched off the gas. He kissed her neck while his hand roamed on her back. He pulled her sleeves a little down kissing her shoulder. She held his biceps feeling butterflies dance in her stomach.

His hands moved inside her panties making her clench her thighs but he positioned himself between her legs. He rubbed her clit and pinched it earning a moan she was holding back for so long.

" Ahh...Kookie." She moaned.

" Yes like that princess. I want to hear that melodious voice. Don't hold it back." He said and sucked her collarbone making a hickey.

" Not here.... Kookie." She breathed and he understood she was shy.

He picked her up. Her legs wrapped around his torso. He went upstairs. Once he opened the door he kissed her hungrily. He closed the door and locked it. He pinned her to wall. Her legs still wrapped around his torso. He entered his tongue inside her mouth.

He laid her on bed and hovered above her. He removed her suit and unbuckled her bra. He removed her salwar and panties too. She was fully naked under him. He removed his shirt and she roamed her hands on his chest. He put her one leg above his shoulder and started licking her pussy.

Her back arched back and chest heaved upward as she felt ecstatic. He fastened his pace and she cummed. She was breathing heavily. He kissed her making her taste herself. He sucked her boobs and entered a finger inside. She whimpered but soon became a moaning mess. After making her cum with his fingers he was about to move to washroom to take care of his boner but she stopped him.