Bose watched Kiara's expression, her eyes twinkling with laughter as she lay back on the bed, her body relaxing from the day's excitement. With a mischievous grin, he slowly lowered his hand and gently circled his index finger around her soft round busty boobs, tracing soft, teasing circles.Kiara let out a soft gasp, then burst into a fit of giggles. "Mamu! That too much!" she squealed, squirming beneath him, but not enough to escape his playful touch. Her body twitched with each gentle pass of his finger, and the sound of her laughter was music to his ears.
He couldn't resist continuing, his finger moving around and around her nipples, making sure to catch each sensitive spot. Kiara giggled harder, trying to catch her breath. "Stop! You're torturing me!" she said between laughs, her arms trying to push him away in jest, but it was clear she didn't mind.
Bose's eyes sparkled with affection and mischief as he leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, his lips lingering for a moment, savoring the intimacy. "I can't help it," he whispered, his voice low and full of tenderness. "You're just too perfect, Kiara."
He moved from her forehead to her nose, planting another soft kiss there, then to her busty cleavage line and underboob teasingly brushing his lips lightly against her skin, making her squirm just a little more. "You're mine now, forever," he said, his tone playful but filled with lust.
Kiara's eyes fluttered shut for a moment, enjoying the sweet tenderness in his touch. But then, with a sly grin, Bose moved lower, his lips now hovering near her belly. He kissed around her waist, teasing her softly, before planting a playful kiss near her T-shaped navel. Kiara gasped at the feeling, the tickling sensation sending another wave of laughter through her.
"Enough!" she cried, though the smile on her face showed that she was enjoying every moment.
Bose pulled back slightly, gazing down at her with affection. "I can't resist my beautiful new bride," he whispered. "You're perfect, inside and out."
Kiara's laughter faded, and she looked up at him, her heart full. "I love you, my mamu" she said softly, her fingers tracing his cheek as she pulled him into a sweet kiss.
After the excitement of the ceremony, Kiara and Bose finally had a moment alone. The evening air was cool, and the soft glow of the room illuminated them both. Kiara, still dressed in her red saree, laid back against the pillows, her laughter lingering from their earlier playful exchanges.
Bose couldn't help but smile at how radiant she looked, even after the whirlwind of the day. His heart swelled with affection as he gently leaned over her. "You're still glowing, my goddess," he said softly, his voice full of admiration.
Kiara chuckled, playfully rolling her eyes. "I think you've spoiled me with too many compliments tonight."
Bose leaned down, his lips brushing against her forehead, and then teasingly planted a light kiss on her nose. His gaze lingered on her, filled with affection and warmth. "I'm just getting started," he whispered, his voice playful and filled with love.
Kiara giggled, her body shifting slightly under his gaze, her chest rising with each breath. Bose's fingers grazed the edge of her saree, moving slowly as if savoring the moment. His lips, still warm with tenderness, moved lower. He softly kissed the area near her boobs, letting his lips linger for a moment, before moving down to the curve of her navel.
Kiara's breath caught, and she let out a soft laugh. "Bose," she said, her voice light, "you're being mischievous again."
He grinned, his lips tracing gentle, playful kisses around the outer curve of her navel, just lightly brushing the skin. The soft sensation tickled her, and she giggled again, her body reacting to the gentle touch.
Not missing a spot, Bose circled his lips around her navel once more, then planted a kiss right at the top, then the bottom, and finally at the center of her sexy navel. Kiara's laughter filled the air, her whole body reacting with affection as she squirmed, the tickling sensation turning into something deeper, something more intimate.
"You know," Bose said, his lips still hovering near her skin, "I can't resist how perfect you are."
Kiara's smile softened as she gazed at him. "And I can't resist you either," she replied, her voice a mix of affection and joy.
He gently kissed her forehead again before leaning back to look at her, his eyes filled with love and admiration. "Every moment with you feels like a gift," he whispered, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.
Kiara wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer. "I feel the same way," she murmured, savoring the quiet warmth between them.
As they lay together, the light, playful teasing.
The evening was winding down, the soft glow of the lamps casting gentle shadows over Kiara and Bose. Kiara lay back, her body still filled with the excitement of their celebration. Bose couldn't resist the playful energy between them, and he leaned over her with a tender smile, his eyes filled with admiration.
"You're just too perfect, Kiara," he murmured, his voice a mix of adoration and mischief.
She smiled, her eyes sparkling as she looked up at him. "You always say that, Bose," she teased. "What else can I possibly do to live up to all your compliments?"
Bose's lips continued to wander playfully across her body, brushing against the soft curves of her waist, before moving lower, towards the gentle fold of her hip. He paused for a moment, then placed a teasing kiss on the soft skin there. "I love every inch of you," he said, his voice filled with warmth. "You're just perfect, Kiara."
Kiara's breath hitched, a light giggle escaping her lips as she squirmed playfully. "Bose, you're impossible," she said, her voice filled with affection. "You really do love teasing me, don't you?"
He smiled, his lips lingering on the spot for just a moment longer. "I can't help it," he said with a grin. "Every part of you is perfect. How could I resist?"
Kiara rolled her eyes in mock exasperation, but the smile on her lips betrayed the affection she felt for him.
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Navel Shopkeeper
RomanceCollege ladies seduce shopkeeper with their navel as currency