Chapter 34 Trapped with You
Ira let out a frustrated sigh, pushing against the heavy wooden door of Aarav’s office with all her might. “It’s not opening,” she muttered, turning back to look at him.
Aarav leaned back against his desk, arms crossed over his chest, watching her struggle with a smirk playing on his lips. “I can see that.”
She shot him an annoyed look. “Then do something!”
He lifted an eyebrow. “I am doing something. I’m admiring my wife panicking over a locked door.”
“Aarav!” she huffed, running a hand through her hair. “It’s past ten! How long are we supposed to stay trapped in here?”
Aarav took slow, measured steps toward her, his eyes gleaming with amusement. “Hmm… I’d say until someone from security notices. Which, knowing my employees, could take a while.”
Ira narrowed her eyes. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
His smirk deepened. “Oh, absolutely.”
She let out an exasperated groan and turned her back to him, trying the door handle again. Aarav took the opportunity to step closer, his breath warm against her ear.
“You know… being stuck in my office alone with you isn’t exactly a punishment,” he murmured.
Ira stilled. She could feel his presence right behind her, his deep voice sending an involuntary shiver down her spine. “Stop flirting,” she muttered, not trusting herself to turn around.
He chuckled, and she could feel the vibration of it against her back. “Why? Is it working?”
She spun around, glaring up at him. “No.”
Aarav tilted his head, studying her with a teasing expression. “Liar.”
Ira opened her mouth to argue, but before she could, the lights flickered, dimming slightly. The only source of light now came from the cityscape beyond the glass walls of his office, casting a soft glow around them. The moment felt… different.
Aarav lifted a hand as if to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, but she shot him a sharp look.
“One more step, and you’ll regret it,” she warned.
To her utter delight, Aarav froze. His signature smirk faltered, and he took an actual step back. “Whoa… that look.”
Ira folded her arms. “What about it?”
“I think I just felt fear for the first time in my life,” he said, completely serious.
She bit back a smile. “Good. Now, instead of flirting, maybe figure out how to open this door?”
Aarav sighed dramatically. “Fine, fine. But only because I don’t want my wife thinking I’m useless.”
He pulled out his phone and called security, only to find out that the janitor had mistakenly locked the entire floor, and the key was in a different building.
“So, what does that mean?” Ira asked, crossing her arms.
Aarav slipped his phone into his pocket and leaned against the desk again. “It means we’re stuck here… all night.”
Ira’s eyes widened. “All night?”
He grinned. “Just the two of us.”
She groaned, dropping onto the couch in his office. “Unbelievable.”
Aarav, on the other hand, looked quite pleased. He walked over to the mini-fridge in his office and pulled out a bottle of water. “Might as well make ourselves comfortable.”
He handed her the water, then took a seat beside her, his arm casually draped over the back of the couch.
Ira eyed him warily. “You’re enjoying this too much.”
He took a sip of water and shrugged. “When else do I get my wife’s undivided attention?”
She rolled her eyes. “You are impossible.”
He smirked. “And you, Mrs. Malhotra, are adorable when you’re angry.”
Ira turned to glare at him again, but before she could say anything, he suddenly leaned in, his expression turning serious.
“You know,” he murmured, “I kind of like this—just us, away from everyone else. No family, no expectations… just you and me.”
Ira blinked at the unexpected softness in his voice. “Aarav…”
But before she could respond, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen and sighed. “Security says they’ll be here in half an hour.”
Ira let out a breath of relief. “Thank God.”
Aarav chuckled. “Disappointed that our alone time is getting cut short?”
She threw a cushion at him. “Shut up.”
He caught it effortlessly, laughing. “Admit it, you had fun.”
She didn’t respond, but the small smile tugging at her lips gave her away.
By the time they reached home, it was already past midnight. The Malhotra mansion was mostly dark, except for the faint glow coming from the living room.
As they stepped inside, they found Sunita (Aarav’s mother) and Nandini (his chachi) sitting on the couch, waiting for them.
“Oh-ho, look who finally decided to come home,” Sunita said, raising an eyebrow.
Nandini smirked. “Together. At midnight.”
Ira felt her entire body heat up. “It’s not what you think—”
Nandini waved a hand. “Beta, we were young once too. No need to explain.”
Aarav, completely unfazed, smirked. “Chachi, if we were on a date, do you think I’d let Ira come home so soon?”
Ira elbowed him hard in the ribs.
“Ow!” he winced.
Sunita and Nandini burst into laughter.
“Alright, alright,” Sunita said. “You two must be tired. Go freshen up, and don’t forget to eat something before sleeping.”
“Already planned,” Aarav said smoothly, throwing an arm around Ira’s shoulders and guiding her toward their room.
As soon as they were inside, Ira turned to him, hands on her hips. “Do you have to flirt with everyone?”
Aarav smirked. “What can I say? I’m a charming man.”
She rolled her eyes and grabbed her nightwear before heading to the washroom. When she came out, Aarav was nowhere to be seen.
“Aarav?” she called out.
A few minutes later, he walked in with a tray of food, setting it down on the table near the bed.
Ira blinked. “You… heated up dinner?”
He shrugged. “You didn’t eat much at the office. I don’t like seeing you go to bed hungry.”
Something warm spread in her chest.
They sat down and ate together, the exhaustion of the day fading as they talked.
As they finished, Aarav leaned back, watching her. “You should sleep now.”
As they lay together, the warmth of their bodies blending under the dim glow of the bedside lamp, a deep silence filled the room. Aarav’s arm remained wrapped around Ira’s waist, holding her close as if he feared she might disappear. His fingers traced lazy patterns over her back, sending shivers down her spine.
Their eyes met, and time seemed to freeze. A silent conversation passed between them—desire, comfort, and something deeper, something unspoken. Without a single word, their lips found each other once more, a slow, lingering kiss that burned with an intensity neither could resist.
Aarav deepened the kiss, his hand sliding up to cradle the back of her head, tilting it just enough to claim her mouth fully. His lips moved against hers with a perfect mix of dominance and tenderness, making her melt into him. Ira clutched his shirt, her nails digging into the fabric as a soft gasp escaped her lips.
He chuckled against her mouth, his voice husky. “Still trying to resist me, sweetheart?”
Ira blushed, her breath shaky, but she didn’t reply. Instead, she let her actions speak—her fingers fisting in his hair, pulling him closer, making him groan into the kiss. He rolled slightly, pressing his body against hers, his thigh slipping between her legs, making her breath hitch.
Aarav stilled for a moment, watching her with hooded eyes. “Relax, baby,” he murmured against her lips, brushing a soft kiss along her jaw. “I’m here… just let go."
Aarav's strong leg slides between Ira's thighs, his muscular knee pressing against her most intimate area. He wraps his arms around her, pulling her closer as he begins to rub his knee against her, creating friction through her thin pajama bottoms.
Aarav continues to grind his knee against Ira's pussy, the friction building with each deliberate movement. He leans in, his breath hot against her ear as he whispers, "That's it, baby. Let it out. Relax and feel it." His voice is low and husky, dripping with lust.
Aa-rav....... Aaahh
I hear her moan softly, "Aarav..." The sound of my name on her lips sends a jolt of satisfaction through me. I can feel her pussy pulsing against my knee, her body convulsing with pleasure. I continue to rub gently, drawing out every last wave of her orgasm.
You're so fucking beautiful when you come," he whispers directly into her ear. His hot breath sends tingles down to the ira spine. "I love making you feel good like this..." His lips trace the shell of ira's ear as his knee continues gentle movements, drawing out her pleasure.
I'm still trembling from the intense orgasm, my legs weak and shaking. Aarav's warm breath against my ear and his gentle words of praise send a new wave of pleasure through me. I turn my head slightly, pressing my lips to his jaw in a soft, grateful kiss.Thank you so much aarav I never knew I needed this......
"Didn't I tell you how fucking perfect you are?" he whispers, turning his head to capture Ira lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His hand strokes ira hair possessively while his knee continues lazy circles against her sensitive pussy.
He pulls her close, Ira bodies fitting perfectly together. "Get some sleep, beautiful," he murmurs, running his fingers through her hair. Ira felt completely safe and satisfied in his arms, ira legs entwined with his. Within minutes, the rhythm of his steady breathing lulls you to sleep.
After making her sleep he took, the cold shower As the cold water flows over him, Aarav can't help but shake off the lingering images of her pleasure-filled face, the warmth of her body, and the sounds of her release. He grips the tile wall, his knuckles turning white as he fights to regain control.
Unable to banish thoughts of her, Aarav's hand drifts down, wrapping around his throbbing erection. He strokes himself vigorously, every slick glide of his palm bringing mental flashes of her exquisite climax. Arousal surges through him anew, his breath coming faster.
With a stifled groan, Aarav increases his pace, chasing the release he denied himself earlier. His muscles tense, and he leans heavily against the shower wall, the cold tile a stark contrast to the heat coursing through his veins. He's on the verge, her name a whispered curse on his lips.
With a final, powerful stroke, he comes hard, his body shuddering as hot streams pulse through his fingers. "Fuck..." - the obscenity slips out as he leans his forehead against the cold tile, trying to regain his composure. "That woman's going to kill me..."
After cleaning himself he wore his clothes and went back to hugged her and sleep
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