21. Just smelling like mine
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Listen to the suggested song 'ride it' by Jay Sean for better experience ??
Jealousy is the thing i never felt before, even after watching vivaan's romantic scenes in the movies but now I was fuming in jealously just because of that bratty bitch who was clinging on my husband since I met her.
Is she blind? It doesn't seem to her that he is married.
When I saw her touching Vansh while he was talking to someone on call, my blood started boiling, I felt like going there and punch her hard on her face wearing 10kg makeup.
I was really going to approach him, when a man came to "what a beautiful woman doing here alone?
" He asked with a smile. "Uh, i am not alone i came with husband" i said returning smile.
"Uh! That's great between i am () Rathore and you?
" He asked expecting me answer his question.
"I am sarah, sarah singhania" i said politely.
"Oh i see, between do you mind if I ask you for a dance" he asked me extending his hand, i look toward who is talking to brinda, who is just looking at him seductively.
Without thinking i place my hand on Ashwin's chest.
He took me to dance floor, he places his hand on waist as i place my hand on his chest. We move in rhythm for sometime I forget about vansh and when I felt someone's burning gaze
On me but then it was already too late, i turn to found rakshit, stradling toward us , rage fuming through his aura, i gulp hard, my body freezes on the spot seeing him in so much anger.
"What? Are you okay sarah?" Ashwin asked me but I am not in state to answer him "i-i uh—" before i can even say something I was harshly pulled away from Ashwin to vansh's broad chest. "Will you excuse us, mr.rathore" vansh said, it seems like order, Ashwin just nodded and left me with this devil "may I know wife, why are you dancing with him?
" She asked pulling close by my hips if it's even possible "uh i-i he asked for dance a-and I was feeling bored s-so i—" he didn't let me complete and said "oh it's okay, you was bored, so you dicided to enjoy with another man who is not your husband"
I shook my head furiously "n-no it's like that y-you are—" he again cut me of "it's okay, now I am here, let's dance, will you wife?
" . I nodded not wanting to make him more angrier "change the song" he ordered in his loud authoritative tone, in a second music changed in a romantic song. "Ride it' by Jay Sean.
I held me close, his hand roaming on my back.
Our faces are inches apart, i can feel his hard breath on my cheeks, i twirl me and then pull me hard making my back collide with his chest,
His hand trail down from my waist to near my abdomen, my breath hitched, 'what is he doing we are in public ' i thought.
His neck buried into my neck started leaving soft kisses, I place my hand his hand to making him stop "s-suniye".
He hummed in response.
(L-listen)
"A-ap hame a-aise chhuna band kare" i shuttered.
I can feel many gaze on us making me want to hide inside the group in embarrassment.
"Kyu? Aap hamari bivi hai ham aapko jaise chahe waise chhoo sakte h" he said touching sensuously completely forget that we are in public and there are many camera around.
"L-lekin ham yaha bich hall me h, hame acha nhi lag raha h, log kise hame dekh rahe h" i said and he stopped.
(you stop touching me like that)
(Why? You are my wife, I can touch you however I want)
(But we here in the hall, i don't feel good, people are looking at us)
"Hame bhi nhi acha lag raha tha jab vo aapko choo raha tha" he said turning me.
I looked down in shame, his hand roam on my back almost touching my butt when i clutched his shirt and whispered "p-please yaha nhi, hame acha nhi lag raha h".
He stopped staring deep into my eyes, "thik h lekin tab jab aap promise karenge ki aap hame akele me aapko choone se rokenge nhi" he said, I left with no choice so i nodded in agreement.
(I also didn't like it when he was touching you)
"Words wife, words, say I promise I'll let you touch when we will be alone" i said.
He smiles in assurance when i repeat his words.
"Okay let's go" he said taking me out of the fancy hall.
We sit inside the car and start the engine.
Car speed was more than 100 km per hour, "Thoda dhire chalae na" i said griping the seat belt tightly.
I slowed the car, his eyes is fixed on the road but he glanced at me in every minute.
We reached at our home, he parked car and unfastened his seatbelt, getting of the car and opening my side of door.
He helped me came. Out of the car, i take a few steps when i stumbled by dress almost falling when vansh held me by my waist "sambhal kar chala kare Jaan" he said making me blush.
In a second he scooped me in his arm "ah h-hame niche uta—" he cuts me off "shhh.
..jaan". I gulp hard smelling his musky colounge.
(walk carefully, jaan)
(Ah p-put me dow—)
He opened the door with his leg and then kicked it shut.
He puts me on bed, he bends down on his knees holding my feet, he took my heels of before kissing my both feets.
I bite my lips looking at him in nervousness "aapko aapki kahi Hui baat to yaad h na Jaan" he asked emphasising to our privious conversation at the party.
I nodded, he took of his coat, tossing it nowhere before loosen his tie.
He hower over me, making me laid on the bed.
(Do you remember what you said?jaan)
.he snuggles into my chest , sniffing my fragrance "mmm...just smelling like mine" he said making blush crept on my cheeks. "Aap blush karte Hui or bhi khoobsurat lagti h" he kissing my neck, i clutched his hairs suppressing my moans.
("You look even more beautiful when you blush.")