Royal's Prized Possession

Sweet Surrender💫

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SHAARVIKA'S POV

“I am going on a business trip, the day after tomorrow.”

I wasn't surprised to hear him, somewhere I knew this was coming. I knew a long time ago that Aryaman would be going there for that event. But I don't know why, I am feeling that something is not good about this trip, like something is going to happen.

Honestly, I feel like I don't want him to go there, mainly for two reasons. First, after everything that has happened between us recently, I am gonna miss him a lot. Second, my instincts are screaming that there is something bad about this trip.

From my calm expression he understood my urge for him to continue. “I will be out for only a week. Not more than that. I will be back before you even realize.” He tried to comfort me, pressing on the fact that it's not a long time. His warm hand framed my face, eyes gazing at me lovingly.

I let out a calm breath and nodded. “Ok. Don't worry, I understand. Try to come soon if possible. I will be waiting for you.” I assured him in a very soft and understanding tone, keeping my palm flat on his chest. “I will.” He mumbled, pressing me close to himself, making me bury my face on his chest.

After a few minutes of us staying in the same position, he slipped his hand behind my knees and gently picked me up in bridal style. He walked to the lift and got into it, still holding me close to him. I too snuggled into the junction between his shoulder and neck, my arms wrapped loosely around him.

As soon as we stepped inside the room, he gently dropped me on the bed, making my body bounce softly on the cloud-like-fluffy mattress. “Aryaman…” I breathed in a low voice, watching him stroll toward the door and lock it.

He didn't reply. His face was calm but there was something about that small smirk dancing on his lips– it gave me butterflies in my stomach.

He took slow deliberate steps toward me, raising anticipation bit-by-bit. Our eyes were locked with each other. He knew what's going on my mind and I knew what he was upto.

Watching him, I bit the corner of my lips unknowingly, feeling a fresh wave of nervousness and something exciting wash over me. I don't know, since morning I feel… different, in a good way. And the most agonizing part– I am not able to put that damm feeling in words.

As he reached near the bed, he got rid of his shoes and untucked his shirt from the pants. His action was simple, casual, but it made me suck a deep breath when the tiny glimpse of his toned abs came into my view.

He slowly crawled on the bed, caging me under him, still keeping eye contact. His gold chain dropped out of his shirt and dangled, caressing my body faintly from bottom to top as he moved in the direction of my face.

When his face was finally in front of mine, he leaned a placed the softest kiss on my forehead, making me close my eyes and grip his hands. His warm lips lingered there for thirty seconds before he pulled away and pressed his face between my boobs.

I froze. My mouth gaped in surprise as I watched him snuggle in my boobs while gripping my waist like his life depends on it.

No, I am not feeling uncomfortable. It's just this is something I didn't expected.

He let out a soft relaxed sigh. “It's so soft and fluffy. Heaven for real.” My face flushed in the darkest shade of red. “Aryaman…” I whispered softly in a barely audible voice. “Hmm.” He hummed, nuzzling deep into my heavy breasts.