The Secret Wife of the CEO

Whispers of Love and Intimacy

Bhargav pressed another kiss to her forehead, his hands never leaving her body. "You're everything I've ever wanted, Sanju," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "There's no rush." Sanju's heart filled with love for the man in front of her. She didn't need to be insecure, didn't need to worry about disappointing him. Bhargav was with her, every step of the way, and that knowledge gave her the strength to push past her fears. She leaned in again, this time pressing a kiss to his lips, her lips lingering as she let her hands wander up his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin through the fabric of his shirt. Bhargav's breath hitched at the touch, but he remained patient, letting her set the pace.

Sanju's heart raced as her hands explored his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her palm. She didn't know what to do next, didn't know how to take things further, but she trusted Bhargav to guide her, to show her what felt right. Bhargav could sense her nervousness, but he also felt the desire beneath it, the need to connect with him on a deeper level. He gently took her hand, guiding it to rest over his heart. "Do you feel that?" he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. "You make my heart race." Sanju blushed at his words, but a genuine smile spread across her face, filling her with warmth.

As their kiss deepened once more, Bhargav's hands moved to her waist, his touch both firm and tender as he held her close. He could feel the slight tremble in her body, the way her breath hitched every time their lips met. But he didn't rush her, didn't push her beyond what she was ready for. Instead, he let the moment build naturally, letting her lead as much as he guided. As the kiss deepened, Bhargav's hands slowly began to explore, slipping beneath the fabric of her saree to caress the smooth, warm skin underneath. Sanju gasped softly, her body tensing for a moment before she let herself relax into his touch, trusting him completely. "Sanju," he murmured against her lips, his voice thick with desire and love, "You're so beautiful... so perfect."

Sanju's cheeks flushed a deep pink at his words, her shyness making her want to hide, but Bhargav wouldn't let her. He kissed her again, his hands moving with a slow, deliberate sensuality that made her head spin. She didn't have to do anything — he would guide her, take care of her, and show her what it meant to be truly loved. As his hands continued their slow, sensual exploration, Bhargav felt Sanju begin to relax, her body softening against his as she surrendered to the moment. She didn't need to say anything — her body was speaking for her, responding to his touch with a quiet, unspoken need. Bhargav's desire for her was growing with each passing second. He kissed her deeply, his hands moving with a newfound urgency as he undid her pallu, carefully peeling away the layers of fabric until she was just in her blouse before him.

Sanju's breath came in short, rapid bursts as she felt the cool air against her skin, but Bhargav's touch was warm, his hands gentle as they roamed over her body, his lips trailing kisses along her collarbone, her neck, her shoulders as he undid her blouse. "You're so amazing," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "You have no idea how much I want you." He rained her body with kisses as his hands started sliding down her body, caressing her with a tenderness that made her heart ache with need. He wanted to take his time with her, to make her feel every ounce of his love, to show her how much she meant to him.

As his hands moved lower, exploring the soft curves of her body, Sanju gasped, her body arching into his touch. She didn't know what to do, didn't know how to respond, but Bhargav's touch was so gentle, so loving, that she couldn't help but let herself get lost in the moment. Bhargav's lips trailed down her neck, his hands slipping between her thighs, gently coaxing her legs apart. Sanju's breath hitched at the intimate touch, making her want to pull away, but Bhargav's touch was so gentle, so reassuring, that she found herself surrendering to him. "It's okay," he whispered against her skin, his voice soft and soothing. "I'm here with you... I'll take care of you."