ENIGMA

Mischief🦋🦋

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“I think I can handle it from here,” she replied, feeling bolder now. “You should probably get out before I change my mind and ask you to wash my hair.”

Advik's eyes darkened with mischief, and a playful smile spread across his face. "But I have made up my mind, Ruhi!" he said, his voice low and teasing as he reached for the tie of her bathrobe.

Ruhani felt her heart race as the soft fabric fell open, revealing her in all her morning vulnerability. She melted under his intense gaze, her cheeks flushing a warm shade of pink. Before she could say another word, he gently but firmly guided her under the showerhead, the warm water cascading over her.

“I—” she started, but he silenced her with a finger on his lips, a playful glint in his eyes.

“Just trust me,” he murmured, grabbing the bottle of shampoo from the edge of the bathtub. He poured a generous amount into his hands, rubbing them together to create a thick lather.

As he brought his hands to her head, the warm water mixed with the shampoo, creating a pleasant aroma that enveloped them. “Close your eyes,” he instructed softly, and she obeyed, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.

With gentle yet firm strokes, he massaged the shampoo into her scalp, his fingers working through her hair with an expert touch. Ruhani sighed, leaning into his hands, her earlier discomfort forgotten. "You really know how to pamper a girl," she said, her voice slightly muffled as she relaxed under his care.

Advik's hands were filled with foam, the fragrant shampoo bubbling between his fingers as he turned his attention back to Ruhani. With a teasing grin, he gently placed his hands on her shoulders, guiding her closer. "Now for the real fun," he said, his voice low and playful.

Ruhani’s breath hitched as he began to move his hands down her arms, the warm water cascading over them both. The soft foam glided over her skin, creating a tingling sensation that made her shiver, and she felt her cheeks heat up as he expertly worked the lather into her skin.

“Advik,” she protested softly, though the warmth in her voice was undeniable.

“Just ensuring that my beautiful wife is thoroughly cleaned,” he replied with mock seriousness, his eyes dancing with mischief. He leaned in a little closer, and she could feel the warmth radiating off his body, mixing with the steam from the shower.

His hands roamed gently along her arms, tracing the delicate curves of her body before moving to her pleasure knob over her underwear. Ruhani’s heart raced as he continued to work the foam into her skin, each movement both tender and thrilling. She couldn’t help but lean into him, feeling safe and cherished in this intimate moment.

"You are enjoying it, Mrs Malhotra!" His voice sent butterflies fluttering in her stomach, and she felt a rush of affection for him.

“Stop it,” she said, a mix of embarrassment and laughter bubbling up within her. “You’re making me blush!”

“That’s the point,” he teased, his fingers trailing lightly down her spine. “You’re supposed to blush when your husband is giving you a personal spa treatment. And just so you know, I’m not done yet.”