Sacrifice And Realisation (BOOK #1) ✔

Chapter 72 (Blockbuster)

Chapter 72

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(Things are hotter in the chapter, you know what I mean? 😉)

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Chiffon folds of amber-like material hugged Sanchi's skin, fitting her luscious figure at the right curves, imparting a fragrance as frenzy as a dessert wine to Vihaan. Going for shopping with him had turned productive, not only for Sanchi but for Vihaan too. If she was fortunate enough to have gotten new clothes, he was equally lucky to become the sole witness of discerning the honeyed relish in her.

"Why are you sta-ring at me like th-at?" Sanchi stated, folding the pleats before pinning them on top of her left shoulder. "You ha-ve seen me wear-ing a saree ear-lier, haven't you?"

"Mmm!" Vihaan alerted, groggily taking careful steps towards her. "Maybe I have, but not as an admirer or with the intention of...devouring you."

"Awe Vih-aan!" Sanchi's laughter filled the hotel room at Agra, the early morning sunshine glimmering against her admirable face, peeking through the glass window in front of them.

Before she could run away from the sensuous torture of his romance-filled eyes upon her, he hooked his arm around her bare waist faster than her pace of escape. Freeing her soft and silky hair from the lock of her banana clip, he let the curly tangles surround the exposed skin of her shoulder blades and her waxed arms.

Sanchi instantly sensed his warm fingers playing against her skin and the sleeveless blouse that she was wearing wasn't doing much help either. Heat percolated down her veins as Vihaan swiftly smeared a narrow streak of turmeric paste on her, taking care to cover every inch of exposed skin he could find to mark as his own.

When he slenderly touched her arching mid-spine, she let out a moan huskily, crushing the ends of her saree in between her unsteady palms. "Vih-aan... This...tur-meric?"

Sanchi found her voice diminishing and Vihaan bowed his head forward, lifting her face to him. "This is the best dream of your life, hickory. How can I miss the chance of making it come true for you?"

Implanting the impression of his mouth on the plump of her thin lips, he initiated to dissolve the definition of amorous emotions into her. His fingers began playing with her bare hips, rising up to the corners of her neck rapidly. His right thumb found the pin securing the pleats on her left shoulder and he unclasped it with the passage of a second.

The folded cloth rolled down her bare arm, exposing her pair of treasures to it's caretaker. Groping them from above her blouse, he swiveled his forefinger through her cleavage, marking the sensual spot with the turmeric. "Let me feel you, Sanchi."

Sanchi was in readiness, prepared for her husband's demands of love. His hand felt so heartwarming on her that she whimpered in pleasure. He ran his fingers down her belly button, kissing every sensitive spot he could find available for him. The easy rise and low of her stomach in synchronization with her subtle breaths caused Vihaan to grin as he removed the black cotton shirt off his own body, allowing her to ogle his well toned bare skin.

She watched him move down her torso towards her thighs before stretching her flat on the king size bed. Sliding the ends of her saree up her lower limbs, he smeared more of the wet turmeric paste onto her bare legs. She settled one ankle on top of the other in steadiness of the situation, her toes trembling with the rising upsurge in her.