17. My favourite desert
I can't concentrate And how can I do it when my beautiful wife is sleeping in the next room?
Ever since she came into my life, I am not interested in any work, I just feel like being with her every moment, being with her and looking at her.
She is beautiful sight that delight my eyes with her gracious presence.
Even then I was not able to work, hence Ma'am, I handed over the remaining work to Lux, who is my personal assistant.
He has been working for me for the last two years he is a hardworking man but sometimes he is very annoying.
I shut my laptop and entered in the room where's my beautiful wife sleeping without a care in the world.
I didn't want to disturb her beauty sleep and first of all she looks more beautiful when she was asleep her hairs falling all over her face.
I scoop her in my arms, she squirm but then comfortable in my hold and swift picked her sandal with other hand still holding her and then i head out of my office ignoring every single glaces, and eyes that were staring us like that now it will come out of its socket.
Of course His boss, who has never been seen holding a woman's hand in the office, is now carrying someone in his arms.
I settled here in passenger seat and tighten the seat belt and start the car.
how sleepy she is.
Does she never get enough sleep?
SHe did not open his eyes even once on the entire ride And lost in her sleep And I came here thinking unholy thoughts about her all the way.
Like How will she look when I take off her saree?
How would she look while moaning my name?
What what if I stop the car on the way and take her right there?
but that would be foolish. I want our first time to be the best and with her consern.
I want her to want me as much I want her.
As soon as we get home, I pick her up again and kick the car door.
As i enters in the hall room The eyes of all the people present there are coming out and their jaws are touching the ground.
"Mai khana upar bhijva deti hu" mom said making sarah open her eyes slightly.
I just give them a firm nod, sarah rub her eyes with the back of her hand and her eyes widen when she noticed that she is in my arms while everyone is staring at her.
"N-niche utariye" she said nervously but i ignore her continued walking until we reached our room i kicked open the door and placed her on the bed.
("I'll send the food upstairs.")
(P-put me down)
I took my coat my off and throws it on the couch, and loosen my tie,she gets more nervous and backs a little to make her back touch the bedboard.
I hovered over her, "ye-ye aap kya kar rahe h" she panicked tried to escape but i caged her in my arms. I went a little closer to her and blew my breath on her cheeks with my lips and then slowly came down just above of her cleavage.
I noticed her breath was hitched, she forgets to breath.
(w-what are you doing)
I caught hold of her pallu and slowly brought it down from her shoulder, now I could clearly see her blouse.
I placed a soft kiss on her cleavage making her shudder.
I love the effect I have on her, i way her breath hitched every time i came closer, the way she blush and avoid eye contact.
I never get adequate of her closeness.
I just want to be close to her all the time.
I am just madly in love with her. She is driving me crazy, she is the only person in the world that whom I will get on my knees and beg for her love.
I want her to like me. I want her to love me Not exactly the way I do Because she will never be able to love me as much as I love her. But atleast she has to take me as her husband the one With whom she is going to spend her entire life.
I lean closer to her breast but as i could place my head on her chest Like I've been yearning to do this for so long, suddenly door cracked open as we heard someone's scream "oops sorry sorry i didn't want to interrupt but badi mami has sent your food" sarah pushes me and fixed her saree, i turn around to find dristi on the doorstep standing with her back turn, She comes back a little and places the food tray on the adjacent desk and runs out of the door.
I looked at Sarah who was now turned a red tomato with embarrassment and clutching her saree core softly i held her hand And she raises her eyes from her lap and looks at me.
"Kya hua?" I asked. "Vo vo dristi n-ne hame aise dekh l-liya" she shuttered.
"Hame kaise dekh liya Jaan" i teases her by kissing her cheeks.
I Know she love whenever I call her sweet names.
She gulped her own saliva which I was yearning to taste and said cutely in her angelic voice "hame itne kareeb dekh liya ab vo kya sochengi hamare bare me".
I crushed her with my body leaving no space for even air to pass, Her breast rose a little due to pressure My eyes lingers on her swell of breast as i said shamelessly "yahi ki uske bhaiya bhabhi use bua banane tayyari kar rahe h"
(what wrong?)
(Dristi saw us like this)
(How did she see us darling?)
(Seeing us so close, what will she think about us now?)
("That's her brother and sister-in-law are preparing to make her an aunt.")
Her eyes widen in surprise, she noticed where my eyes were lingering as she quickly tried to place her hand on her chest but held it and placed on my chest. I enhale her breast soft fragrance of rose and chocolate "khana kha lete h na Varna thanda ho jaega" she said trying to distract from what unholy things I was trying to do.
"Aapko bhook lagi h?" I asked. She nodded excitedly.
"Hmm...to aapko ek promise karna hoga" i said.
("Let's eat or else it'll get cold)
(Are you hungry?)
(Hmm...so you have to make a promise)
She frown in confusion then asked "kya promise?" . I smirked and demanded"yahi ki khane ke baad aap hame hamara pasandida desert khane dengi". She smiles and agreed cluelessly not knowing what I mean by desert.
So innocent so pure just like I love.
(What promise?)
(This means that after dinner you will let me eat my favorite dessert.)
And my desert is she.
My favourite desert.