“Aapke saath kandhe se kandha toh nhi mila skti…meri height chhoti hai na aapse…par kadam se kadam mila kar chalungi puri life. Forever and ever and ever.”

(I cannot stand shoulder to shoulder with you…my height is shorter than you…but I can walk step to step with you.)

She whispered and rubbed her nose against his. He smiled and hugged her tightly.

“I love you so much.”

“I love you too.”

She whispered and he held her tighter, kissing her shoulder.

Abhimanyu entered their home and heard the sound of songs playing from the master bedroom. He smiled and moved towards the bedroom only to pause in surprise.

His wife was dancing sensually to a Bollywood song.

Iss tarah se

Khudse aa.. mujhko jod tu

Thoda bhi

Mujhme na.. mujhko chhod tu

Aanya swayed her hips to the music and mouthed the lyrics while looking at the mirror. She was wearing his shirt and…only his shirt. Her hair were damp which gave away that she had just showered.

Na yaad teri tujhko

Na yaad mujhe hoon main

Aa mujhko pehan le tu

Aa tujhko odh loon main

She round her arms around herself, hugging her and then moved her hands over her arms and slowly into her hair as she closed her eyes and swayed. 

Katra.. katra.. main girun

Jism pe tere theharun

Katra.. katra.. main girun

Her hands came down her throat and slowly dragged down her body to thigh. Abhimanyu’s control snapped and he marched towards her. Aanya heard his footsteps and froze.

She turned to look at him wide eyed. The song continued to play in the background. Her heart thudded in her chest as he marched towards her.

Both his hands cupped her face as he smashed his lips onto hers. Aanya gasped and moaned at the same time. He moved one of his hands to hold her waist and hoist her up.

She round her legs around his waist and then looked at him wide eyed. 

“I had no idea you dance like that, love.”

He whispered naughtily and she blushed. He took her to the bed and carefully laid her down while he himself hovered over her.

Aanya’s chest heaved with anticipation as he eyed her with desire and passion. His lips came down on hers again and he caressed her bare thigh, making her round it around his waist.

His actions were fuelled by her soft moans and fingers which were now clutching his hair. His hands got bolder and he pinched her inner thigh lightly making her yelp in surprise.

He left her lips and started peppering kisses down her jaw and neck. Aanya started grinding her pelvis against his, needing some friction. Abhimanyu pulled back and groaned. 

Abhimanyu got off her and started loosening his tie.

“Get back on the bed, love.”

He instructed and she bit her lip. She clenched her thighs and shifted back in the center of the bed. He started unbuttoning his shirt and Aanya’s eyes widened.

“Abhi-abhimanyu? Aap-aap kapde kyu…utaar rhe hai?”

(You-why are you…removing your clothes?)

He smirked and threw his shirt away. She realised that it was the first time she was seeing him shirtless. He had a good physique. Broad shoulder and well built chest.

“Because we won’t need clothes for what we’re going to do, love.”

Aanya’s heart was beating wildly. Abhimanyu removed his belt and threw it away. It landed on the floor with a clink. He unbuttoned his trousers but didn’t take them off.

Abhimanyu climbed on the bed and hovered over her. Aanya looked at him through her lashes. 

“What we’re going to do? K-kya kr rhe hai hum?”

(W-what are we doing?)

She pretended innocence and he chuckled. He leaned closer and whispered in her ear.

“Jo tum chahogi. I want to do so many things to you, love. But we’ll do only what you want and consent for.”

(Whatever you’d want.)

Aanya melted and sighed against him. How could she land a man like him? She didn’t even keep any fasts. She felt him place kisses on her earlobe and neck. She giggled because it felt ticklish.

“Will you tell me why you’re in my shirt, love?”

He asked and she bit her lip. He pulled his head up and looked into her eyes. She blushed and lowered her lashes.

“Mujhe laga aap…aap late aayenge toh mai bas…thodi der pehen kr dekh rhi thi.”

(I thought you…you’ll be late so I…I was just trying it on.)

He groaned and bit her earlobe making her hum in pleasure. 

“I never knew I was such a possessive man until I saw you in my shirt.”

He squeezed her waist and his hand slowly travelled upwards towards and cupped her breast through his shirt.

Aanya’s breath hitched and when he rubbed his calloused palm against her breast. She hadn’t worn a bra yet. Her hardened nipple felt sore against his hard palm.

A surprised shriek escaped her lips when Abhimanyu bit her nipple over the shirt. He gave her a naughty smirk before whispering seriously.

“Anything feels too much…you stop me. Got it, love?”

Aanya nodded in a daze. Abhimanyu sucked until the shirt was soaked with his saliva. He then unbuttoned her shirt just enough to reveal her cleavage and teased her by biting and licking the swell of her breast.

Aanya moaned his name and arched her back. Her hands trembled due to the pleasure she was experiencing. She brought her shaking hands towards her shirt and started unbuttoning the rest of the buttons, eager to have his mouth on her skin.

As soon as the shirt came off, Abhimanyu’s mouth ran dry. His wife was perfect in every way. Her chest heaved due to anticipation. 

She threaded her fingers in his hair and pulled him down towards her chest. He understood her signal and smirked before enclosing his lips around her nipple while twisting and pinching the other one.

He trailed his lips down her body, kissing every inch of her visible skin. As he reached the waistband of her panties, she pulled him up and flipped their position, sitting on his stomach.

“Woah! Easy, love!”

He whispered and she leaned in seductively, brushing her lips against his.

“My turn.”

He hummed in appreciation and rested his head back, letting her take the lead. She moved her nails down his chest, a feather-light touch which ignited a primal fire in him.

Then her lips traced the path her fingers had made and he groaned, closing his eyes shut. He could die right here. In this heaven of pleasure.