"Kabir Malhotra, a 25-year-old, young, handsome, gym freak, always a hot topic among girls. He's known to be rude and doesn't care about anyone except his younger brother, Kiaan Malhotra, and his father. Coming from a privileged background, he's use...
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"Nooo, why would I sleep?" I replied, looking at her innocently with a pout on my face.
But that pout quickly transformed into a small, mischievous smile as I added, "Especially when I have some plans for my wife who made me do push-ups on the road and got me an earful of teasing from Dadi, isn't that right?" I said, moving closer to her and nuzzling my face into the crook of her neck, making her shiver.
She was panting heavily, the closeness sending goosebumps across her skin. Her chest heaved up and down in anticipation, and I could feel her soft bosom pressing against my hard chest.
The sensation was both erotic and out of this world, having her so close to me. In that moment, only I knew how much I was controlling myself, fighting the urge to lose myself completely in her warmth.
I took some needy breaths to push away all my dirty thoughts because I knew she wasn't ready yet. Just then, I heard her faint voice. It was so low that if I hadn't been this close to her, I wouldn't have caught it. I pulled my face back from her before looking at her.
"So... wil... will you punish me for that?" she let out a wavered breath, her voice trembling, revealing just how nervous she was. Her eyes looked at me with a hint of fear that I never wanted to see in her gaze-not from me, nor from anyone else.
I shook my head in a firm no, my eyes softening as I looked at her. I leaned in and pecked her lips before sitting down on the bed, and she followed suit. I rested my back against the bedrest, then pulled her onto my lap. She gasped, which quickly turned into a shriek as I helped her settle properly, her legs draping over both of mine.
I looked at her face, gently widening her legs to make her comfortable, only to find her head down, blushing fiercely and unable to meet my gaze. I held her chin in my hands, lifting her face to look at me.
Cupping her cheeks, I spoke softly, my voice gentle, "No! My beautiful wife, I am not going to punish you because I could never do that. I'm not even in a position to do so because, to me, you are my goddess. I always see you above me, so how could I ever punish you?"
As I spoke, I looked deeply into her eyes, and I could see that she wasn't just hearing my words; she was feeling my emotions, too. It was as if she understood everything I couldn't quite express. The next moment, she wrapped her arms around me and launched herself into my embrace. I couldn't help but chuckle at her cute antics as I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her more closer.
She was in my arms when I pulled back from the hug, looking at her with a mischievous glint in my eyes and a smirk dancing on my lips and a frown appeared on her face as she got confused when I laid her back on the bed, suddenly causing her to gasp as I hovered over her again.
My hands slipped inside her top, gently pinching the soft skin of her waist, making her writhe beneath me.
I reveled in the expressions on her face, watching as she arched her back with just a mere touch of mine. Leaning closer to her ear, I brushed my lips against her earlobes, sending waves of butterflies through her.
