MARRY ME MY LOVE

Chapter 21

BACK TO INDIA
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After the incident Preeta insisted to get back to India and thus here they were in their room resting after their breakfast.

The end of Prithvi and Pawan was a shocker for everyone especially the two witches that were stunned to know about their partners being thrashed by Karan and Preeta.

Karan had severe injuries so he was  strictly prohibited from cricket practice and intense workouts for at least 6 months which was a big reason for his sulking mood but he compensated it well by irritating and cuddling with his dear wife.

Karan( Scrolling his phone on the bed): Babydoll.....am bored!

Preeta(reading beside him): 63...

Karan: huhh?!

Preeta( without looking up from the book): you've said that for the 63rd time in the last 20 mins Karan.....stop being bratty like a kid

Karan(murmured): mean witch!

Preeta(widened eyes): what did you call me jn?!

Karan(scared face): i...i sa...said beautiful babydoll

Preeta: you...am gonna kill you.....you called me a witch....how dare you?!

Karan: actually you're right....you are not a witch...you are her cat....scratchy....tiny and bratty!!!

And he started laughing hard until he felt a soft smash on his face...
and a war had been initiated....pillow war to be precise...
Preeta repeatedly smashed the pillow against his face while he tried defending himself laughing his ass off
then suddenly Karan rolled on the bed and shifted away from her attacks grabbing a pillow and attacking her and clashing the pillows together.
Their fight and their laughter exceeded across the bed and around the entire room chasing and catching each other while giggling like kids they enjoyed their time while someone kept her eyes on them from the window with fury and rage filled in her head and then walked away with disappointment and jealousy.

As Preeta hit Karan across his face He suddenly threw his pillow on the bed and stared at her enchanted.....he grabbed her wrists while she looked at him perplexed.

He pulled her towards himself as such that the pillow squeezed between their chests while Preeta's face slowly loosened its smile and her gaze intensifyied as she subtly figured out his actions.
Holding onto their pose they gazed into each other's soul they leaning towards each other
Karan slightly pushed her towards the nearest wall caging her completely and then slid his hands on her bare waist intentionally sending shivers down her spine....he dunked his head in the crook of her neck while she closed her eyes in ecstasy and leaned her head to the other side giving him better access while holding onto his nape with one hand and his bicep with the other.

Karan could feel her breathing turn ragged and her hold tighten, which led him to briskly sweep his beard on her soft skin tickling and evoking her simultaneously.
He loved having an effect on her and she never disappointed him at that.

Feeling his hot breath on her soft spot and his beard on her flesh Preeta's body and mind were loosing their control to Karan and as soon as her hold loosened on Karan as her body felt limp with his sensual touches on her waist and back and constant kisses on her neck and shoulder Karan straightened away from her pulling the pillow along and smashing it right across her face bursting into laughter instantly.

The smash and his cackles dropped Preeta from a height she hoped to reach and her eyes widened in shock which were soon replaced by disappointment and anger.
She stared at him with her arms crossed,palms fisted and eyes dangerous enough to send a person straight into hell while he unaware of the problem he has called upon himself laughed till his heart's content.