Agastya
"Stay, please,"
I requested in a soft voice, gazing at her deeply flushed face. Her skin had a unique radiance, reminiscent of the sun shining on icy mountains, like gold.
The lamp illuminated one side of her face. Her small, golden, simple jhumkis appeared utterly mesmerizing.
She averted her gaze and swallowed quietly, shaking her head. “ What will I do staying here?” Her sweet voice made me feel the warmth on my cheeks. I didn ’ t know what was happening to me. It felt as if I were finally at peace.
Ever since I matured, I have constantly run away from one thing to another. But I wanted time to stop with her because I wanted to hear more from her.
“ Maybe we could talk or sleep,” I managed to say, and she smiled a little while looking into my eyes.
“ Yes, just like when we were sleeping before,” I bit my lower lip, trying to hide my smile as I shook my head. “ Um, this time it ’ s real sleeping, I promise,” I said, and she nodded weakly. “ Okay,” she replied, sitting on the bed beside me and looking at me with a slight smile. “ What?” I asked, and she shook her head timidly.
I was blushing, too.
I didn ’ t know, but until she entered the room, I felt incredibly sleepy since I hadn ’ t slept for the past two days. The moment my eyes landed on her, it felt like I could sleep my whole life away, yet I knew this moment would never happen again.
"Lay back," she said. I looked at her, leaning closer to her, her fingers wrapping around my wrist. You look tense,” she added in a serious tone this time, pulling me slowly closer to her.
Her movements revealed a slight tremor as she cupped my cheek while lying beneath me. The light in her eyes sparkled with hope as she drew my face closer. I surrendered, closed my eyes, and positioned my elbows on either side of her chest, enveloping her.
Our foreheads touched, and I could hear her slightly quickened breathing. The shiver was palpable, and I ended up kissing her nose gently without making her feel comfortable.
She relaxed as I pressed my lips to her nose. The warmth of her face returned after a long pause.
I leaned in closer to the curve of her neck, hiding myself, and felt her fingers running through my hair. Our chests touched, and I pulled the comforter up to our shoulders.
“ Your scent is cozy and alluring,” I found myself murmuring against her neck, and I heard her take a deep breath in response. This made me kiss her softly on the side of her neck.
“ Does it feel good?” she muttered slowly, and I couldn ’ t help but smile lazily.
"It does,"
I felt her fingers tugging at the curls, stretching them out and leaving them to playfully bounce.
“ You really have long hair,” her words made me smile.
“ Really? Longer than yours?” I asked playfully, and she chuckled softly. I could feel her warmth against my chest.
“ No, you wish,” she muttered.
She was soft. I couldn ’ t feel her bones. She wasn ’ t thin, but her waist was narrow. She had a small tummy. Her thighs were thick, which made her even more attractive when she walked.
“ No, I do not wish,” I whispered against her skin, and she spoke in a slow voice.
“ Suniye,”
her words put a broad smile on my face, and I couldn ’ t hold back my happiness.
"Haayee,"
“ Once again,” I spoke slowly, sensing her shyness in the silence.
She hesitated,
“ Suniye,"
calling again, and I pressed my lips against her lower jaw. She pulled my hair a little, and I groaned with pain.
"Do not bruise me," she whispered and yelled at me, and I did nothing but press my lips even harder against the jaw, sucking her skin in.
She pulled my hair tighter this time and tried to move her neck away.
“ Kunwar , Nandani will notice,” she muttered, biting her neck even harder, causing her to whimper in pain.
"Annnhhhh.” Her voice spun my thoughts in circles. The instant she whispered, “ I hate you for this. You are a terrible husband.” I raised my gaze and met her eyes.
Her gaze flickered between my eyes and lips, and her cheeks turned a deeper shade of red.
“ And what exactly do you want in a good husband?” I asked slowly as she lowered her gaze from my hair to my ear. Her attention shifted to my right ear, and I felt her index finger tracing its outline. She gulped silently and murmured softly.
“ I just want you to be happy and healthy, always.” Her words brought a faint smile to my face as she gently pulled my face closer to hers.
Closing her eyes, she pressed her lips against mine. I could feel the soft tremble as she parted her lips and tried to suck mine. I gave in, closing my eyes, too. Tilting her face sidewards, she adjusted her lips and grabbed my lower lip between hers. My mind went crazy, and I could not stop myself from sucking on her upper lips.
She sucked mine first, then I sucked hers. It was slow, and she repeated, followed by me. Our mouths tasted each other; I could feel the buried demands retaking birth as she sucked hungrier.
Gasping, she pushed me away. Timidity veiled her eyes, but desire consumed her thoughts. She kissed me after a lingering look at my lips.
I could not believe how hungry she was.
"This way, I will end up fucking you hard, Suman,"
I warned her, pausing briefly. My voice emerged as a slow whisper from my lips. Frustration layered over her as she muttered, shaking her head slowly while taking a deep breath.
"No, you would not,"
And she pressed her lips against mine again. But this time, she grasped my lower lip between her teeth, and my entire body shivered as she scraped her teeth against mine, drawing out the blood. I groaned into her mouth. My hand immediately moved to her and tightly gripped the nape of her neck.
She moaned in frustration as I noticed the blood on her lips. My breath quickened, and I pressed my thumb against her lips, resting my forehead there too. “ You are dead; you are so fucking dead,”
Brushing the blood off her lips, I grabbed her neck. She rolled her eyes in response. One night with her, she had made me insane.
“ What do you want, Suman?” I asked in a slow whisper as she bit my thumb.
"I do not know.” Her voice sounded the most seductive I had ever heard. I kissed her cheek, pressing my lips against her cheek. Then I made her look at me.
Her gaze was weak and submissive, yet it dominated me.
For a man, submission is the most dominating thing, but not everyone deserves it. And this woman could make me beg for her.
She looked in dire need right now. Her pleading eyes were evidence of it.
Her lips trembled, and I leaned in to kiss her forehead. I could understand her, but it wasn ’ t right yet. She wrapped her arms around me tighter, and I hugged her back just as firmly. Her breaths came in heavy, and I whispered slowly into her ear, “ It ’ s okay, I understand.”
She kissed my cheek, and I slowly lowered my hand to her thighs. Pulling her skirt up, I moved my leg between her legs, pressing my thigh against her. She immediately responded by squeezing her thighs together, rubbing against me slightly.
I lifted my face a little to look into her eyes.
Her gaze was confused as I pressed my thigh lightly against her. Her mouth opened wide, her eyes following suit. A faint smile appeared on her lips, and I nodded slightly, encouraging her to rub against my thigh.
Her fingers tightened around my neck and the other gripped my bicep. She began to sway her hips slowly. Her eyes shut, and her head tilted back. Soft, deep moans flowed from her lips as she picked up her pace gradually.
I lay frozen, allowing her to take it from me, earning it herself.
"Annhhhh," Her moan deepened, bringing a proud smile to my face. Her orgasm heightened, and she dug her nails into my neck and pressed her other hand on the mattress, holding the bedsheet tighter in her fist.
Pressing her thighs tighter, she picked up a pace. Her breathing became wildly uneven, and I felt her heartbeats slowing to a stop. She moaned more intensely, her brows knitted tightly together. Her jawline looked edible, her mouth wide open, and she exploded.
"Annnhhhhh," Her heart raced with a loud pounding, her whole body visibly shivered, and she began to pant harder, biting her lips. A few more shudders subsided as she slowly came down from the height.
I shifted my thighs away from her legs and allowed her to draw closer to me. A shy smile formed on her face as she nestled into my chest.
I let them rest comfortably and held back from saying anything that might make her uneasy. I could tell she was confused as she let her body take control this time.
After a long pause of silence, she muttered against my chest. "It's wild,"
I smiled and kissed her forehead. "It's just a beginning, Sumanika ji,"
She chuckled when she heard me, and I moved off her and lay beside her, allowing her to rest peacefully. She rested her face on my chest and closed her eyes. "I am sleepy now,"
I muttered in response, “ I ’ m glad.”
She gave my chest a light slap with her small hands, and I closed my eyes, gently rubbing her arm.
In her warm embrace, I fell asleep faster than I expected. It felt like I hadn ’ t slept this peacefully in a long time.
I woke up from a deep sleep with a vision of a river in my subconscious. It was still dark, and I found her sleeping with her face turned away from me.
Shifting slightly, I wrapped my arm around her and adjusted the comforter, pulling her closer. She inhaled deeply in her sleep, and I gently kissed her shoulder before going back to sleep.
But before I could drown deep in the mind-numbing haze, she stretched her arms wide and turned her face toward me.
I also opened my eyes lazily and looked at her blinking sleepily.
Pressing my lips against her forehead, I pulled her closer, but she placed her hand on my chest, pushing me away. “ Kunwarsa,” her voice said, making me open my eyes. I exhaled deeply, watching her sit up.
Her long, wavy-curly hair danced against my chest as I hummed. “ Hmm?”
She remained silent for a moment as she gathered her hair and twisted it into a loose bun. Her shoulder muscles looked attractive, and I sat up to kiss her nape lazily.
“ I should go now,” she murmured, turning back to me and kissing my cheek softly.
"Can you just stay here?" I asked sleepily, and she shook her head.
"No, I need to work now," she replied. I inhaled deeply in frustration and lay back on the bed.
"What work?" I asked slowly, and she looked at me, adjusting her Dupatta across her chest.
"Your bhabhisa will wake up soon, and I have to get ready before she—or anyone—wakes up," she explained, and I immediately pulled her closer.
Her eyes widened in shock, and I realized I didn't like her working for anyone anymore.
"What?" she asked, and I cupped her cheek, saying, "Give me just two months, and then you won ’ t have to leave my bed.”
Her face registered shock as she stumbled over her words.
"What? What are you going to do?" she asked, and I brushed my lips against hers.
"I ’ ll tell everyone how you bit my lips last night," I teased, and her face turned shy before she stepped down from the bed.
"No, I didn ’ t,” she protested.
A wide smile spread across my face.
"Oh, really! Are we playing that game right now? Half-wife?” I said, and she glared at me.
"Oh! What are you talking about? Did you dream about something? Half husband," she replied, and I grabbed her Dupatta. She sighed with slight frustration and took a step back, saying, "Keep it.”
I watched her walk away, grabbing the shawl from the couch and wrapping it around herself.
"Suman," I called slowly, and she turned back to look at me.
"Ji," she murmured.
"Now, the bruises count to three. Stay alert,"