Five Weeks by Shruti Omar (ebook reader that looks like a book .TXT) 📗

“Am I the only one who wants to consummate?” she poked a finger at her chest, squinting her eyes and waved a hand at him. “You also want it. There’s no need to hide, you already have a boner.”

Yuvraaj lowered his eyes to his crotch and veiled it unconsciously with his hands, “Fine, I do want it but I always wanted it. Since the first day of our marriage, I wanted to consummate whereas you didn’t.”

“But, I want it now. How unfaithful it had been if I wanted you then! I used to hate you.” She provided logic in the argument and he rolled his eyes, “And, now you suddenly love me. What the… you used to hate me, Anahita. You can’t suddenly fall in love with me.”

“It’s not sudden,” She defended herself with pride, “It took me five weeks to love you. And, what do you want to prove? Are you trying to brainwash me?”

“I…”

“No, no, no, I accept you were enraged to discover that I was talking to Mukund but now it’s clear, I didn’t. So, just use your brain that why I didn’t contact him. Because, I started to love you and I was clearly happy with you. In fact, I had totally forgotten about him until this very moment. I realized that he is a coward who ditched me and still dared to accuse me. I realized he didn’t deserve me. I don’t have any feelings left for him, Yuvraaj because I realized that all my feelings for him were out of you. I even got into a relationship just to escape from me. I stuck to him so that I didn’t have to marry you and I was always talking to him about you. It was always you.” She finished in a breath and inhaled deeply to refill the oxygen in her system, hoping he would believe her.

“Is that true?” He asked her after two heartbeats and she nodded, “Every word I said is true.”

He pulled her in for a hug and kissed her fervently, framing her face in his warm hands. She smiled, holding his elbows and closed her eyes, relishing his tongue into her mouth. He retracted, beaming at her. “I am so happy to hear that.”

“Does that mean we can…”

“No, even after that, we can’t.”

Hurt clouded over her face and she creased her forehead, “Am I that bad?”

She was offering him her heart, presenting it on a silver platter and he was ruthlessly throwing it away every time. She knew this was the only way he could stay connected to her even if the heaven fell but he wasn’t succumbing. Love making couldn’t be such a tough task that he was backing off. Is he not… aroused enough? She contemplated and dragged her eyes down to his crotch slightly; the tent in his pants was deflating.

“You are the best, trust me. I am not even thinking to reject you. I want you more than you have ever wanted me because you have no idea what you do to me,” He made her infused her chocolate orbs in his kindled grey ones, “I want you really bad.”

“So, don’t you like me?”

He shook his head dejectedly, “When will you grow up? If I didn’t like you, you wouldn’t be here. How much do I need to show you that I like you?”

"So, you like me?" She wondered, blinking her eyes and wreathed her arms around his neck, “Then don’t run away. Aren’t you the same person who threatened to drag me to the court for keeping you sexually deprived?”

She punctuated her question with kissing his neck and Yuvraaj was beginning to lose the battle already. Desires spiraled in him and he clutched her hair in his fist, pulling her face up before diving to capture her lips. Anahita happily surrendered, fidgeting to pull off his waistband and slide his trousers down. He used his hands to grab her thighs and hoisted her up before wrapping her legs around his waist. Anahita gasp as his palms stroked the insides of her thighs, making her shudder and bit onto his lip.

He ferried her on the bed and pulverized over her in a rhythm with the intentions to make her aware of his hardened member. Anahita moaned and he swallowed any sound that she made. Pulling away, they breathed hard and their chest collided with each others on sharp intakes of air. Yuvraaj rubbed his long nose with her button one and rested their foreheads together, “Do you feel how much I want you?”

“Then love me,” She purred, pecking his lips again and again and he smiled, playing with her hair. They had come out of the bun she made long back and looked messy. “You sure you won’t regret the aftermath?”

“I don’t like the math anyway,” she twisted her lips and pressed a kiss on his lips again, “Besides, we are married.”

“Hmm… bound in a relationship you wanted only for five weeks.” He spoke before he could stop and her smile froze. She peered at him with doubtful gaze, “You still haven’t forgotten my words?”

He nodded like a child, causing a flutter in her heart with his pouty lips. She knew she wanted her kids to have that look if they wanted to melt her heart because their father could easily do that. And that’s just another testament of how deep I am in love with him, She shook her head, grinning.

“Clean this mess. We’ve a lot to discuss tonight.” She kissed his nose and scrambled out of his hold. She picked her clothes and ambled to the bathroom, leaving the door open as she stared at her flustered reflection. She was glowing pink, her lips were swollen and her neck had reddish blue splotches of hickeys to the base from the sides. She clearly looked mess.

And, I have already created enough mess, so I’ll just fix this up.

She stripped to nothing and stepped into the shower. A part of her hoped that he would invade the bathroom and join her perhaps but the saner part knew he wouldn’t do that even if his dick was going to fall off his body. His ego was that massive. She scrubbed the sand off her body and hair and shampooed quickly. Washing herself, she applied a layer of moisturizer on her arms and legs before slipping on a cotton top and white shorts.

She didn’t have to but still sprayed a wave of his favorite perfume and stepped out to near-tidy room where she didn’t have to play footsy at least.