Finding the Lost Souls (Watty 2018)

PARADISE IshRa✔

Hey beauties......
Sorry Sorry for delay man but I'm literally sleeping like log after coming back from examination hall. I'm extremely sorry for delay but ya here is the compensation and do you realised? We crossed 10k wopieeeeeeee 💃💃🎉🎊🎁🎂🎈
From 1 to 10k it was long journey but trust me it's worth to cherish. This chapter is dedicated to entire family of FTLS who supported me and decided to give chance to this story 😄😄
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Till
Love
Aarohi ❤

Nothing is more beautiful in this world another then finding your true soulmate beside. No one could give you the solace which you found in his arms, his support could made you fight from evert hurdle and even his small love filled gesture could made you feel above the world. They were on the same state today, after fighting with their inner self so long, they finally named their relation today.  She didn't realized how long they stood like that, and why would she wanted to know????  His arms always made her feel like  a queen. 

She sensed some vibration against his skin which made her parted from him. Giving her confused expressions he slid his hand in his pant pocket and checked his phone which was displaying number from his office. He was about to pick phone but stopped seeing his wife eyes who was throwing angry glares on him. He gulped down saliva, he knew she didn't even took a second to convert their romantic moment in war filled moment. Before her anger rose because of continuous ringing he switched off his phone and again  caged her in his arms. 

"I think you should marry to your office" she angrily said to Raman who was going towards recliner carrying her in his arms.

"But I  can't leave my wife who made me addicted of her" he whispered huskily while nuzzling her neck. She chucked on seeing his antiques and started to caress his hairs. Her eyes met with her husband who was gazing her with desires. She closed her eyes feeling his fingers over her lips then next to her chin.

"Raman" she moaned slowly realising his fingers freeing her hairs from hairpins.

"I love seeing you in open hairs" she cooed herself more as soon as his fingers started to undo first two buttons from her nape. She threw her head back in escascity feeling his thumb below her adam apple.
He continued to stroke her feather soft skin until he felt her muscles loosened bit.

"I love seeing this smudged lipstick. It made me realise of our belonging" she drew another sharp breath hearing his husky whispers. She tangled her legs with him and soon he started to pester kisses over her face till her jawline. The halter neck of her dress remained undone which made him groaned with desires other side she fisted his linen shirt.

His presence and touches always left her in dizzy state and other side he never feel like to leave her even for a second. The growing passion for each other left them carving more for each other but he knew she was still conscious about herself which stopped her everytime.