39. His Birthday Gift
I was clearly taken aback by the beautiful decor, my gaze sweeping across the room, taking in the candles and rose petals strewn across the bed.
Suddenly someone wrap her arms around me, catching me slightly off guard.
But i quickly readjusts, a smile playing on my lips as i already know who is she.
"Surprise .....happy birthday husband" she wishes me.
I responds her embrace, by pulling her closer against my chest, my arms encircling me in a warm and affectionate hold.
"Aapko pata tha?" I asked, "aaj dristi asi thi, usi ne ne bata, to hamne ye sab taiyari aapke liye ki" she said holding onto me, suddenly i turns, my movements swift and unexpected.
Before she even have time to react, i have her pinned against the wall, my body pressing against her.
A gasp escapes her lips as she feel the cold wall against her back, the suddenness of my move sending a shiver through her body.
My lips meet her in a sudden, passionate kiss, my hands roaming over her body as i presses my body against her, trapping her against the wall.
A fire ignites within me as her lips move against mine, i can't deny the way her body against mine sending little jolts of electricity through my skin.
(You know?)
(Today dristi came, it was she who told me, so I made all these preparations for you.)
A moan escapes her lips as i pinches her left nipple through the fabric of her clothes, elic she arch her body towards me , my desire for her growing stronger with each passing moment. My touch is both gentle and dominant, the combination making her breath hitch in her throat.
"First eat, the food will become cold" she said breathlessly making me stop. We sit on the small beautiful dinner that she set set for me. During dinner, she tell me all about how dristi , uv , Kiran and Karan helped her plan and set up the room as a surprise for him.
"Suniye" she says, "kahiye jaan" i replies holding her hand. "I want to give you your birthday gift" she said. "You already give me my gift jaan" i said, she shook her head and her next words left me speechless...
"I love you"
"Repeat" i says like i didn't believe, "i love you, i love you very much my husband"...."vansh" i said "huh?".... "Call me vansh" i said, she smiles and said "i love you vansh I love you very much" and that's took me to kiss the hell out of her.
"I love you too, i love you more than you can imagine jaan, i love you more than anyone"
I pulls her onto my lap, the strong muscles of my thighs providing a firm and supportive seat for her.
She land on my lap with a soft gasp, her body molded against me as i wraps my arms around her, holding her close against my chest.
With effortless strength, i rises from the chair, scooping her up in my arms. Before she can even catch her breath, i tosses me onto the bed, her body bouncing slightly against the soft mattress.
She gasp in surprise as she land, her hair fanning out around her as she look up at me, my heart racing with anticipation.
I moves over me, my body hovering over her, my arms bracketing her on either side.
My gaze is intense, a mixture of hunger and desire as i looks down at her.
She can feel the heat of my body against her, my breath hot on her face as i stares down at her with a mixture of possessiveness , lust, and most importantly love.
I lowers my mouth to her neck, my lips connecting with her skin in a trail of hot, wet kisses.
My tongue flicks out to tease her, leaving a trail of sensation as it moves across the sensitive flesh below her ear.
She gasp and arch her neck, giving me better access as pleasure pools low in her stomach, her body responding to my touch with desire.
I looks down at her, my eyes dark with want as i holds the end of her pallu in my fingers, the light fabric held taut between us. She meet my gaze, her eyes wide with anticipation as she nod shyly, silently giving me permission to do whatever i desires.
I tugs gently on the fabric of her pallu, and she can feel the material give way, the end of the cloth pooling around her hips as it slips off her shoulders.
Next i turns my attention to her blouse, my fingers moving quickly to undo the buttons, revealing more and more of her skin as each one gives way under my touch.
"So beautiful, so mine" i murmurs quietly, my voice edged with possessiveness as i latches onto her breast, my mouth closing over the sensitive flesh and teasing it with my tongue.
She moan and arch her back, her chest pressing up into my mouth, desperate for more of my touch.
"Yours," she gasp, her words half-gasp, half-moan, her fingers tangling in mine.
My other hand slowly moves below the fabric of her saree, slipping under the plates and gliding over her bare skin.
The feel of my warm touch igniting a trail of fire along her skin as i caresses her, my fingers tracing little circles on the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh.
I quickly sheds my shirt and pants, revealing my muscular torso and lean legs clad only in my boxers. The sight of my body is enough to send a thrill through her, my eyes greedily taking in the sight of her bare skin as i approaches her.
I pulls her body flush against mine, our skin making contact in a fiery rush of sensation.
She can feel the heat of my erection pressing against her as i holds her close, a small gasp escaping her lips as her body responds to my nearness.
I pulled her saree and outskirt together.
"Oh god" A small gasp escapes her lips as i cupped her famine part, her body writhing slightly under my fingers.
Oh my fucking god!! She is wet, wet for me.
She reach for my shoulders, her fingers digging into the flesh as she try to anchor herself against the onslaught of pleasure.
I pulled my boxers down revealing my hard manhood standing proudly in front of her. She gulps, "shhh...jaan...i know it's big but trust me it will fit...a little pain then just pleasure" i assures her and then slide in her. "V-vansh" she moans my name clutching my hairs.
After a minute, she nodded signalling me to move and then i move, starting with a slow pace then thrusting her hard.
I gain a moan everytime I thrust her. I murmurs soft words in her hairs, placing kisses as tears flow down her cheeks.
I feel like i have everything i craved for, I have my love in my arms, under me, on my bed, i felt complete.
Fucking pleasurable. I can't wish for anything more than it.
Just in minutes she adjusted and moans my name in pleasure, fucking music to my ears.
After atleast four rounds, i let her sleep as i know she is tired.
I pulls her body close as she sleeps in my arms. I placed a soft kissed on her forehead murmuring "i love you jaan" and then darkness consumes me.
My best birthday gift.