*Thud*
The door of a dimly lit majestic room open with a jerk. A woman was seen embraced between two muscular arms as they were busy eating each other's face. Sinful sound of their lips gliding together could be heard in the chamber. He carefully pushed her against the wall keeping his one hand on her head for safety. His other hand was busy creasing her protruding belly eager to feel any kind of movement from the baby.
AARNA POV
' Ummm..... Amogh ji ruk jaiye......aap...aap har baar yahi karte hai, phir....phir Hume nishan chupane mein bahat samay lagta hai.'
I said while moving my hand on his long hair as he was busy leaving love marks on my neck and upper chest.
This man and his obsession with marking.
' aise kaise chor den hum aapko Rani sa. Abhi toh humne shuru kiya hi kaha hai kuch karna.' he voice out smugly as he again got busy with my weak spot.
' ahhh... Hukum sa...aa...aaram se' he removed his teeth and sucked and licked the spot.
He pulled back and looked at me then at my eyes. He palmed my cheeks and placed a lingering kiss on my forehead. Slowly his hand moved towards my odhni which was tugged in my lehenga. Soon my odhni was left on the floor as his hand moved inside my kurti.
Meanwhile he didn't moved his eyes from my face searching for any kind of hesitation or resistance from my side.
One of the reasons, why I love this man so much
I blinked my eyes granting him the much needed permission. He groaned and cupped my breast over my kurti and moved his face in the crook of my neck.
' soch lijiye ek baar aur Rani sa agar hum aage badhe toh phir ruk nhi payenge. Aaj humne apne jeevan ka woh pal phir se dekha jisse hum dur bhaag rahe hai. I want to feel you Rani sa, I want to make sure that you are safe and my baby is safe. I want to touch you all night until my mind is in complete peace.'
( Think once more Rani sa if I begin this time then you won't be able to stop me. I've witnessed that same moment from which I've been running from)I pulled his face and placed my lips on his. My kurti was torned apart and now I was standing infront of my Hukum sa in kanchali( blouse worn inside kurti) and lehenga. He knelt down infront of me and palmed my belly with a fond smile on his lips. He kissed my belly and touched his forehead over it like having a silent conversation with the baby. I ran my fingers gently on his long hair.
' kya hua Hukum sa? Kya baat kar rahe hai aap?'
( What's wrong Hukum sa? What are talking with our baby)' I can't even imagine what could have happened in those few seconds if I wouldn't have reached there on time. I could have lost you and our baby in just a blink of an eye.' I felt his eyes getting tears mirroring my own.
He placed butterfly kisses on my stretch marks while moving his hands around my kanchali. His fingers did their job skillfully in opening the strings as his lips were busy tracing my marks all over my 7 months belly.
*Mature content ahead*
Soon my kanchali and lehenga met with the floor leaving me in nothing but my high waist panty. My cheeks flushed when he chuckled looking at my shy self. He took off his shirt and carried me to our bed. He placed me gently, pulling my panty down off my legs. I felt myself shiver when I saw his eyes shine gawking at my naked pregnant body.
Truth be told- this man never fails in making me feel like the most desirable woman to him. He looks at me as if he has never seen anyone as captivating and mesmerizing as me.
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PHIR MILENGE ( HIS REINCARNATED LOVE)|| 18+
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