Her Secret Lover

Chapter 15

Two hours after the party....

The prince and princesses started leaving as it was the end of the ceremony. Arshita thanked everyone for the well wishes and proceeded back to her bedroom.

She sighed and stood in front of the dressing table. She took off he saree and was now struggling to unzip the back of her crop top.

That's when, she felt warm hands grace her waist, up to the corner of her breasts and to the zip. He unzipped it for her and pushed it off so he could get a full view of her back.

"You came earlier than I thought," Arshita said. He chuckled and pulled her from behind. His lips were beside her ear and she shivered when he kissed he there.

Arshita turned around, still not letting her top fall off. She looked at Akshat. He was looking at her with his most sexiest eyes possible.

He slowly took off her crop top and dropped it on the floor. Akshat pulled her closer and her breast crashed to his chest. But it sucked, cause he still had his shirt on.

Arshita started unbuttoning his kurta and slowly pushed it off his shoulders. Akshat brought his lips to her neck and sucked it which made shut her eyes and her arms wrap around his neck.

"Jaan!" she moaned. While sucking her neck, he held her butt and pick her up. She wrapped her legs around him and he took her to bed.

He climbed on her and lightly pinched her nipple. But that touch made her jerk. He looked at her body, naked except her underwear was still on. She looked at him, shirtless but his pants were still on.

Arshita pushed him off the bed and ran to the bathroom. Akshat thought he had did something wrong and she felt uncomfortable.

But after a while, she came out in her sleeping lehenga. Akshat stood up from the bed and walked to her. But she just held his hand and pulled him to bed with her.

He looked confused. Arshita snuggled closer to him and place her head on his neck. "I love you," she said. "I... I love you too," he replied and stroked her hair.

Next morning...

Arshita woke up at the sound of birds chirping. She opened her eyes and the only thing she saw was Akshat's chest. She smiled and kissed him there.

Arshita looked up at him and caressed his cheeks. "Jaan, wake up," she asked. Akshat frowned and snuggled closer to her.

"Five more minutes," he mumbled against her chest. She smiled at that and they ended up spending an hour in bed.

Akshat was now on top of Arshita kissing her passionately. He left her lips and started sucking he neck.

"Jaan!" she moaned. "S..... St.....stop," she asked and he stopped. She was really dissapointed when he stopped.

"Aren't we not allowed to meet until the wedding?" he asked. "Yes, but who cares," Arshita replied.

Akshat stood up from the bed and wore his last nights kurta. "Well, it is our tradition. And we must follow it," he said buttoning up his kurta.

Arshita kneeled down on bed and held his hands. "Why? Won't you miss me?" she asked. "Oh baby, I will. But..." he stopped talking and brought his lips to her ear.

"But, let me make you yearn for me on our suhagraat," he whispered hotly. She blushed.

The memories of them making love on his bed came back in her mind. And trust me, she couldn't wait to get married...