Making You Mine

S-e-n-s-e-l-e-s-s !

yes, he wanted to ravish her senseless. That pert, round, tight bottom of hers, hanging in the air as she bend to pick up the fallen tray is tempting him to do things that he had promised, he never will ...

At least,not to his wife!

He let out a short laugh as the word 'wife' hit his mind.

WIFE.

Khushi Kumari Gupta..his wife of almost 2 months. They were newly wedded so, they were definitely expected to involve in such activities. He remembered his sudden urge and desire at times to just grab her, put her over his shoulder and lock them away in the sanctuary of his bedroom and to take her hard and fast in every damn possible way..till she reaches the height of her ecstasy and screams his name by clenching and convulsing around his manhood...all this was possible, if only they were a normal couple.

The irony of this whole situation was that ..they were not like any NORMAL couple.

he jerked back to present when he felt a tap on his shoulder " Arnav ji..will you take tea ?? "

Nooo, I want to take YOU..that too right now ..he wanted to scream this on top of his voice.

CONTROL... the thing Arnav Singh Raizada was famous for, was quickly slipping away from his hands like sand granules and all because of this hell of the sexy woman..no, don't use the 's' word right now, he remind himself, standing in front of him staring with her almond-shaped eyes and who happened to be his wife.

He mentally slapped himself for behaving like a lusty teenager salivating after his innocent wife.He just answered a curt NO without glancing her way and continued typing away furiously on his laptop..the keys were now the victim of his wrath. Furious with himself, he closed the lid the laptop with his laptop with a loud thud and headed towards the washroom for the cold shower!

YES..He definitely needed one ..!