When She is in Love - 9

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As Malini walked toward their bedroom, Adithya followed, his heart racing with a mix of playfulness and desire. The moment she stepped inside, he gently pinned her against the wall, his hands settling on her hips. Her breath hitched, her eyes widening as she looked up at him. In the quiet of their room, with the afternoon sun filtering through the curtains, Adithya's voice turned husky, teasing. "Athu enna, Nandhu mama? Naan mattum Adi ma?"

Malini's cheeks flushed, her words catching as his fingers traced slow, deliberate circles on her hips. The small touches ignited a burning desire within her, her pulse quickening. "Athu..." she stammered, her voice barely a whisper, her body leaning into his touch.

Adithya grinned, his eyes dark with affection and mischief. He leaned closer, his lips brushing her collarbone, sending a shiver through her. "Call me Mama," he murmured against her skin, his voice low and warm. "Sollu, Malini."

Adithya's hands roamed her sides, his touch both tender and possessive, pulling her flush against him. Malini's fingers tangled in his hair, her breath ragged as she whispered, "Mama." The word, soft yet fervent, sent a thrill through Adithya, his grin widening with love and desire.

"En Malini," he rasped, his voice thick with emotion, "un voice-la 'Mama'nu sollumbothu, kekkurathuke nalla irukku.." He captured her lips in a searing kiss, deep and hungry, their mouths moving in a passionate rhythm that spoke of years of trust and love. Malini melted into him, her hands gripping his back, her body arching as the world outside their room vanished.

They stumbled toward the bed, their kisses punctuated by breathless laughter, their playful energy fueling a deeper fire. Adithya's hands were relentless, tracing her curves with a reverence that made her heart race. Malini's voice broke, a soft moan of "Mama!" escaping as his lips trailed down her neck, her shoulders, her skin tingling under his touch. He chuckled, his breath hot against her ear. "Loud-a sollu, di. Enakku athu thaan venum."

"Mama!" she cried, her voice a mix of love and surrender, her hands clutching the sheets as his touches grew more urgent. "Neenga enna pannureenga!" she gasped, her laughter mingling with desire. Adithya's heart soared at her calls, each "Mama" a spark that fueled his passion. 

Their lovemaking was a dance of fire and tenderness, their bodies moving in perfect sync. Malini's cries of "Mama!" grew louder, each one a declaration of her love, her voice trembling with passion. Adithya reveled in it, his heart pounding as he whispered her name, his touches a vow of devotion. "Malini, naan unna love pannuren," he murmured, his lips finding hers again, their kisses a blend of hunger and adoration.

As their passion surged, Malini's voice rose, her "Mama!" cries echoing through the room, each one a burst of love that made Adithya's soul sing. Her hands gripped his shoulders, her body trembling as they lost themselves in each other. The afternoon light bathed them in gold, their connection a wildfire of love and desire. Adithya's touches were both fierce and gentle, his love for her evident in every glance, every whispered word. Malini's moans, laced with "Mama," were music to him, a reminder of their unbreakable bond.

When their passion reached its peak, Malini's final cry of "Mama!" was a soft, shuddering declaration, and Adithya held her close, his heart overflowing. They collapsed into each other's arms, breathless and laughing, their bodies tangled in the sheets. Malini's head rested on his chest, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his skin. 

Adithya kissed her forehead, his voice soft. " Malini. You're healing me, di." He pulled her closer, their bodies fitting together like pieces of a puzzle, a quiet promise of forever.

The afterglow lingered, but the fire between them hadn't faded. Malini shifted, her body still pressed against his, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Mama," she whispered, her voice teasing as she trailed a finger down his chest, "intha round-u mudinju pochuna?" Her playful challenge reignited the spark in Adithya's eyes.

He grinned, rolling her beneath him, his hands finding her hips again. "Mudiyala, di. Un 'Mama'nu oru vaati kaththuna, thirumba start pannuven." His lips crashed against hers, their kisses reigniting with a fierce intensity. Malini's laughter turned to gasps, her voice breaking into another fervent "Mama!" as his hands roamed her body, peeling away the sheets to reveal her skin once more. His fingers traced the curve of her waist, then higher, his touch both tender and commanding, drawing a loud "Mama!" that echoed through the room.

"Mama, neenga dangerous!" she cried, her voice trembling with love and desire, her hands clutching the sheets as their passion flared anew. Adithya's heart raced, her calls driving him wild. "Unakku thaan naan dangerous, Malini," he murmured, his lips trailing down her jaw, her neck, then lower, each kiss igniting a new wave of desire. Malini's moans, laced with "Mama," filled the air, her body arching into his as they moved together, their rhythm a storm of love and need. Her cries grew louder, each "Mama!" a testament to her love, her voice a melody that Adithya couldn't get enough of.

They lay tangled in the sheets, the afterglow wrapping them in warmth. Malini propped herself up, her hair a wild halo, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Seri, Mama," she teased, "intha name forever-a? Daily ippadi 'Mama'nu kupdnuma?"

Adithya grinned, pulling her back down. "nammaa onnaa irukumbothu ellaam kupdu, mathapadi ellaam un ishtam...  Enakku ithu romba pudichirukku." 

He kissed her nose, then her lips, each kiss a seal of his love. "Un voice-la 'Mama'nu sollumbothu, en heart full-a love mode on aagiduthu."

Malini giggled, nudging him. "Aiyo, Adi Mama" She stole a quick kiss, her laughter filling the room. Adithya's heart felt lighter, the shadows of his past fading with each moment they shared. 

He reached for the book on the bedside table, opening to a note she'd written: "Adi, my heart is yours, always, in every cry, every quiet moment." He showed it to her, his voice thick. "I hear it now, Malini. I hear your love. I love you Malu ma."

She smiled, her fingers brushing his cheek. "I love you more, Adi mama."

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