THE COLOR OF LOVE

HIS AARUSHI AND HER ANSHUL

⚠️ - Mature content

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Anshul came home after a tiring day, his shoulders heavy with the weight of the day's work.

He discarded his jacket, hanging it over his shoulder, and loosened his black tie.

As he walked towards the kitchen, he was greeted by the most enticing sight: his wife, Aarushi, stood by the stove, dressed in nothing but a loose T-shirt that barely reached mid-thigh, leaving her creamy legs tantalizingly exposed.

Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, a few loose strands framing her delicate face. She was dipping her fingers into a pot of curry, tasting it to check the flavor. The way her lips curled around her fingers, licking the sauce off, sent a jolt of desire through him.

Anshul leaned against the wall, watching her with a hungry gaze. When Aarushi turned to wash her hands, she noticed her husband standing there, his eyes dark and intense, tracking her every movement.

Her eyes trailed over him, noting how incredibly sexy he looked, his shirt slightly unbuttoned, and his hair tousled.

She gulped, her throat dry, and smiled nervously. "Welcome home, husband," she said, trying to ignore the adrenaline that rushed through her veins.

In the next moment, before she could react, Anshul crossed the kitchen in a few swift strides. His strong arms encircled her waist, and with a swift, effortless motion, he lifted her up and threw her over his shoulder.

"Anshul ji..."

Aarushi gasped, clutching at his back as he carried her to their bedroom, his grip firm and possessive.

Once inside, Anshul gently placed her on the bed, his eyes burning with a mixture of love and raw desire.

"I can't wait anymore, Aarushi," he growled, his voice low and husky. "I need to devour you, taste you in every way."

Aarushi looked at him determined,"Make me yours Anshul ji..."

That's all what he needed to hear, her consent to unleash his unimaginable love for her.

He leaned down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. Aarushi responded eagerly, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. Anshul's hands roamed over her body, slipping under the loose T-shirt, caressing her soft skin. He kissed a trail down her neck, his lips and tongue working in tandem to leave a heated path of sensation.

Aarushi moaned softly, her body arching into his touch. Anshul's hands slid further down, gripping her hips and pulling her closer.

"You drive me crazy," he murmured against her skin, his voice thick with desire. "I want to taste every inch of you."

With that, he pulled the T-shirt over her head, leaving her bare before him. He took a moment to admire her, his eyes raking over her body with unbridled hunger. Aarushi's breath hitched as she saw the intensity in his gaze, her own desire mirrored in his eyes.

Anshul's lips returned to her skin, trailing kisses down her chest, his tongue flicking over her nipples, drawing a sharp gasp from her. He continued his descent, his hands parting her thighs as he settled between them.

"You're mine, Aarushi," he whispered, his breath hot against her most intimate place. "And I'm going to make you feel how much I need you."

He kissed her inner thighs, his lips and tongue teasing her sensitive skin. Aarushi's hands fisted in the sheets, her body trembling with anticipation. When Anshul finally pressed his mouth to her core, she cried out, her hips bucking against his face. He held her steady, his tongue delving into her, tasting her, driving her wild with pleasure.

Aarushi's moans filled the room, her body writhing under his skilled touch. Anshul savored every moment, his tongue and lips working her closer and closer to the edge. He could feel her tensing, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. "Come for me, Aarushi," he murmured against her, his voice a velvet command.

With a final flick of his tongue, Aarushi shattered, her release washing over her in a wave of intense pleasure. Anshul didn't stop, drawing out her orgasm until she was left panting and trembling beneath him.

He moved up her body, his mouth finding hers in a deep, possessive kiss. Aarushi tasted herself on his lips, her desire rekindling.

"Anshul," she whispered, her voice trembling with need. "I want you. Now."

Anshul didn't need any further encouragement. He quickly shed his clothes, joining her on the bed. Positioning himself between her thighs, he entered her in one swift motion, both of them gasping at the sensation.

They moved together, a rhythm of passion and need, their bodies perfectly attuned to each other. Anshul's thrusts were deep and powerful, driving Aarushi higher and higher. He whispered her name, his voice raw with emotion, his hands holding her close.

Their lovemaking was intense, a desperate, hungry connection that left them both breathless. As they reached their peak together, the room filled with their cries of pleasure, a testament to their deep and undeniable love.

Afterward, they lay tangled in each other's arms, their bodies spent but their hearts full. Anshul kissed her forehead, murmuring words of love and adoration. Aarushi snuggled closer, feeling cherished and utterly content.

In that moment, they both knew that their bond was unbreakable, forged in love, passion, and mutual respect. And as they drifted off to sleep, they did so with the certainty that their love would only grow stronger with each passing day.

"I love you my love "

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