"Ye kya kr rhe hai aap? Pati hai aap mere. I can't hit you."

"And I can't hurt you. I've got no right to make you feel the way I did."

She lowered her eyes and didn't say anything. He cupped her face and made her look at him.

"I've never thought of you as a child Krisha. How can I think of my woman as a child."

He said softly and she looked at him moistened eyes.

"Jab mumma ne pehle baar tumhari photo dikhayi thi toh I didn't know your name, age, nothing. Lekin wo tasveer dekhte hi aisa laga jaise my soul was calling out saying that she is the one Aakash. She is the He has chosen for you. I know it sounds cheesy but that's what I felt at the moment. Phir when mumma told me about you, I thought shayad tum mana kr dogi because of our age difference. But you didn't. And I felt like I have found my sukoon. For me, you were the one for me, you are the one for me Krisha. My woman. My baby. Meri jaan."

He said and kissed her eyes which now shed tears like waterfall. His confession did something to her heart. It felt like a soothing balm.

"How can I ever think of you as a child when all I've wanted seeing your cutesy things was to kiss you senseless."

He said in a husky voice and she looked at him with teary eyes.

"Joothe! Why didn't you kiss me ab tak phir?"

He looked at her taken aback by her question.

"I-I felt like you're not ready yet."

"I've been ready since months."

She whispered and his hand caressing her waist stopped for a second but he squeezed it and snaked his arm around it pulling her closer and smashing his lips on hers without wasting any other second.

He breathed in as his lips touched hers as if she was the oxygen he needed. She sighed and moaned when he moved his lips over hers in a pace she couldn't match. It felt like he was making up for the time he didn't kiss her.

He pulled back when she pushed his chest because she needed to breathe. He looked at her with so much love in his eyes that she melted into him.

"I love you Krisha."

He confessed and she blushed, mumbling her confession into his ear. Getting another excuse to kiss her he cupped her cheeks and kissed her softly.

The kiss turned hungry and he plunged his tongue into her mouth making her suck on it. His hand clutched her hair as he angled her head to get easy access and her hands went behind his neck.

He softly turned their positions placing her on the bed and caging her under him. She blushed at their new position and he smiled nuzzling his nose with hers.

"I love you so much."

He whispered and kissed her again. Safe to say, he was addicted. His hand which was on her waist moved upwards and softly brushing through her chest landed on her face cupping it as he deepened the kiss.

She round her legs around his waist and he traced his other palm from her knee down to her thigh and held her waist. He squeezed it lightly making her moan.

His hand slowly moved upwards over her blouse and he cupped her bosom. He just kept his hand there, not squeezing or doing anything. He pulled back to see her reaction to his touch.

She looked at him with her chest heaving. A red hue covered her cheeks but her eyes held anticipation and desire.

He gave her breast a firm squeeze and she closed her eyes and arched her back as a moan escaped past her lips.

His lips attached hers again and he started peppering kisses down her jaw and neck.

She moaned when he sucked her sweet spot. Getting the encouragement he needed, he started sucking it leaving his marks there. His fingers fumbled with her saree pin holding her pallu in place.

Just as he finally managed to get it off, there was a knock on the door.

"Aakash? Krisha? Bahar aa jaao beta. Dinner krlo."

Aakash groaned and dug his face in her neck. Krisha bit her lip and they laid on the bed panting to calm their breaths and heartbeats down.

Aakash got off her body and helped her up. She clutched her pallu to her chest and held the pin with trembling fingers.

He secured it for her and kissed her forehead.

"Two days later we're going on our honeymoon. Waha koi disturb nhi krega."

He said winking and she blushed hitting his chest.

Krisha and Aakash were in Bali. Krisha was wearing a cute floral jumpsuit with a straw hat and gazing around the place with awe.

Aakash looked at his wife being excited about everything she saw and felt an odd happiness in his heart. This smile. This fucking smile can make him get on knees or even fight the entire world.

They clicked multiple pictures of each other and even took selfies.

Krisha was going through them on their way back to their hotel while Aakash peeked in admiring them.

"Ye dekhiye! Kitni pyaari aai hai na?"

She asked, showing him a selfie she took where she was grinning at the camera while he back hugged her and kissed her cheek. Aakash smiled and nodded, kissing her head and she scrolled ahead to see another one in the same pose but this one had his head nuzzled into her neck.

They reached their hotel room and Aakash settled on the bed after changing his clothes. Krisha came out of the washroom wearing a cute panda printed kimono night dress.

"How's it?"

She asked twirling in front of him and he chuckled.

"Cute!"

She pouted but then smiled mischievously and said.

"Let's change the adjectives then."

He frowned at her words but the next moment his mouth ran dry because she dropped the kimono and he saw the most skimpy piece of negligee he could have imagined with the last lingerie under it which left nothing to his imagination.

And his wife was right. Because cute wasn't the word he'd use to describe her right now. Hot? Yes. Sexy? Absolutely. A freaking bomb? 100%.

"Kr-krisha?"

"How do I look now?"

She asked walking towards the bed seductively and he gulped trying hard not to stare at anything other than her face. It was difficult. Very difficult he'll agree. And it took everything in him to control his gaze from wandering but he did control it.

She seemed to be trying to test his patience and sanity because she settled herself on his lap straddling it and kept her hands on his shoulder to balance herself.

"Hi."

She whispered and he gulped. Words? What are those? The only thing he seemed to remember at the moment was his woman sitting on his lap making it really really hard for him to control his urges.

"W-what are you doing?"

He managed to ask and she bit her lip.

"I thought you said ki when we get on our honeymoon, no one will disturb us. Toh maine socha thodi preparation krne mai kya problem hai?"

She said innocently and he looked at her with a serious expression.

"Do you really think you want this?"

He asked and she cupped his face.

"I don't think. I do want this."

She whispered and took his lips in a kiss. As soon as he got the green signal, his hands got a mind of their own and started moving on her body. Exploring her curves as his tongue explored the unexplored corners of her mouth.

He took his sweet time to know her body and worship it the way she deserved. The night witnessed their union and the beginning of a forever.

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