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

"Like this?" Yuvraaj smirked and kissed her long. She moaned and distanced him. "No, not this. I mean when you kiss my whole face. I feel like a cute baby." 

"But when you touch me like this," She made his fingers brush over her pelvis, stroking her skin and gazed into his eyes. "I feel like your woman. You make me beautiful." She murmured, intending to give him a love bite on his neck.

Yuvraaj wrapped her hair in his fist and made her face him. "Then allow me to make you more beautiful, Mou." 

The smirk was intact on her lips. So the love and lust in his hooded eyes when she nodded. Yuvraaj scraped the last pieces of clothes from their bodies and covered them with blanket. 

"Bigger tits means better offspring." He remarked as he cupped her breast perfectly in his hands and Anahita resembled the riped tomato. She looked down at his hard groin inadvertently and her blush deepened, making her immediately look away.

"Thanks!" She whispered and he tittered, "You've gotten the smaller set of it."

The blush slipped off her face and she scowled, zeroing her gaze on him. Yuvraaj kissed her brief before nuzzling his nose in her neck, "I was joking, you wouldn't even look at me, so I had to do this."

Anahita bit his shoulder as a grudge and since she couldn't formulate a sentence, she twitched her lips. "You're really bad."

"Am I? Really?" He husked, feigning the hurt while his hands stroked her bare waist. Anahita rolled her eyes and involuntarily noticed the decoration in the room. In fact, the soft petals beneath her registered then in her brain. She pushed Yuvraaj aside and sat ramrod straight, taking in the decor. 

"Wow!" She breathed, nudging Yuvraaj. "When did you prepare this?"

"Is it a custom that we have to engage unnecessary conversation in sex?" He rubbed his face in irritation and grabbed her hand to pull her back. "Come here now."

"You've to tell me about this." She warned, falling on her back and he nodded, going down on her. 

"Later."  

Spent hours later, Anahita threw her head back on the pillow, her hair sprawled all over, her eyes brimmed with tears and her fists still gripping sheets tightly. Yuvraaj was breathing harsh in her neck and his damp wisps of hair tickled her skin. His heart pounding against her in symphony and a contented smile danced on their lips.

"I love you, Yuvraaj!" Anahita said through her quickened breath and hugged him tightly.

Yuvraaj kissed on her lips, framing her face with his palm. Concern occurred in him when he noticed the sheen of tears in her eyes. He ran his knuckles on her cheek, "You okay? Did I hurt you?"

Anahita shook her head, smiling. "This was awesome, mind blowing and....heavenly."

"I'm sorry," Yuvraaj kissed her eyes, "Though unintentionally but I hurt you and I promise I'll be gentle from now on."

"You were gentle, baby." She coaxed him and kissed his Adam apple. "You don't have to worry."

"How can I not?" Yuvraaj flopped on his back and pulled Anahita over him wrapping both of them securely in sheets. His one hand busied itself in stroking Anahita's bare waist and another one patted her head. "You're my everything."

She smiled, looking at the opposite wall, lost. "Yuvraaj…"

"Hmm…" He gave an incoherent reply with his eyes closed. Her head raised a bit up to see him. "Why do you love me?"

"Why do you ask this?" 

His hands ceased and he turned to her, still anchoring her to his arms. "What caused this?"

"There's always a reason of loving someone. Right? What's yours? You said you had a choice to save your love. So, I want to know since when you love me?" Excitement was written on her face. With each word said, her anticipation was increasing. A man who loved her enough to accept her flaws was going to reveal how he fell in love with her.

Yuvraaj took his sweet time to ponder.

"There's no reason why I love you. Honestly, there's nothing likable qualities in you. I just happen to love you since forever." He degraded her causally and the shy smile stripped off her face. She rolled her eyes and did her best to hide the scowl covering her face.

"Why?" Was her dry question, looking away from the insensitive man who just made love and slandered her the next moment.

"Hey," Yuvraaj framed her face and made her look at him. "Don't look away. I didn't want to make you feel bad. But… you have reckless attitude. You curse like a pro and I am worried my baby's first word will be a curse. You're obstinate and it gives me jitters thinking how'll I manage to cope with you. But, then you smile like an angel and I feel I'll gladly be your slave for lifetime and I don't think these are loveable qualities." 

Anahita grinned, looking at his lips and brushed her fingers on them. "Alright. I'll try to not curse before our kids, so that they won't be catching up on it."

"You better not!" He mock warned her and hugged her, keeping his chin over her head and buried her face in his chest. "I don't need a reason to love you. You're a part of my life. I'm nothing without you." 

"Um… What about my beauty? What do you physically noticed in me?" She wiggled her eyebrows playfully and Yuvraaj smirked, planting his paw on her bosom and squeezed a little. "I noticed these."

"Shut up!" Her hand immediately shot up to slap him and he guffawed, kissing her eyes. "I love your eyes."

"What about them?"

"They resemble the eye set of Jasmine from Aladdin and I used to have had a crush upon her." Anahita noticed that Yuvraaj blushed mentioning the cartoon character. 

"Princess Jasmine? That cartoon character? You developed a crush on her?" She sputtered into laughter, shaking in mirth. 

"You're hurting my feelings saying this, mou." He grunted, twitching his lips and touched her eyelashes, "You've the same big eyes. This can be probably count as a reason why I love you."