52. ⚠️
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He captured her mouth in a heated kiss, his hands gripping her hips possessively. She m0@ned against his lips, pressing herself closer.
He picked her up and placed her on the dresser, breaking the kiss to pull her blouse off. His hands cupped her br@less chest, squ!ezing gently.
She bites her lips in order to not make any sound because their daughter was a light sleeper and slightest sound could wake her up.
Seeing her bite her lips to suppress a m0@n, he grinned wickedly. He knew they had to be quiet, and he loved the challenge. He leaned down, sucking one of her peaks into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it. Her hands flew to his head, gripping his hair tightly.
She closed her eyes, her one hand clutching his hair while other stayed on the dresser, she threw her head back and a bottle of lotion fell on the floor.
She gasped her hands immediately reaching to her mouth as Ekansh looked towards the crib in horror, Thankfully their daughter was asleep.
He let out a silent laugh, his shoulders shaking with suppressed amusement. He turned back to her, his eyes filled with playful intensity. "Quiet, love," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "Or we might wake her up." He bent his head, s!cking the other peak into his mouth as well.
He lifted her off the dresser carefully, carrying her towards the bed like she weighed nothing. Once there, he gently laid her down before climbing onto the bed himself.
He positioned himself between her legs carefully so as not to make any sudden movements or noises that might wake Dhriti up.
She sucked a deep breath as they were both out of clothes now, He watched her chest rise and fall sharply as he settled himself between her legs.
She was perfection, smooth skin, full
br!asts, curved waist, round hips. He gripped his length, guiding it to her entrance slowly. He knew she was sensitive, so he entered her inch by inch, giving her time to adjust.
As soon as he was fully seated inside her, he captured her mouth, swallowing any sounds she might make. He felt her wrap her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.
He nuzzled his face into her neck and latched onto her br!ast, drinking her sweet milk as they moved together.
She clutched the sheets, her head falling back. He watched her throw her head back, her neck exposed. He switched
bre!sts, sucking harder as he thr!st deeper.
He loved how she was quiet yet expressive. Her nails digging into the sheets instead of his back showed her restraint. He smirked against her br!ast before biting gently."Shh..."
"What the hell?" She glared at him as she whispered. "You're too loud, love," he whispered back, his voice laced with amusement and desire.
"I can't have you waking her up with your sweet m0@ns." He covered her mouth with his hand gently, his thumb pressing against her lips. "Bite this if you need to."
She smiled and bites his thumb hard, but he didn't even flinch making her frown. He didn't flinch at the bite. Instead, he smirked and pushed his thumb deeper into her mouth.
"Keep biting if it helps you stay quiet," he whispered against her neck, his voice muffled as he continued to s!ck on her other br!ast."Mmm, your milk is so sweet..."
She clutched his arms, letting him know that she was close, Seeing her claws dig into his arms, he moved faster but deliberately, making sure to hit that spot inside her that always drove her wild.
His mouth moved from one br!ast to the other, loving the way she writhed under him. He removed his thumb from her mouth and placed his hand over her mouth again.
Soon they both reached their climax and he gently pulled out before pulling her in his embrace.
He wrapped his arms around her sated body, stroking her hair gently. She buried her face in his chest, her breath coming out in soft pants. He held her close, his own heart racing in his chest.
He placed a kiss on top of her head, his hand still stroking her hair. "You're making it difficult to be silent," he murmured, a hint of a smirk in his voice.
She smiled and looked into his eyes, "wait," he broke the hug and reached the night stand, he Opened the drawer and took out some pills. "Take this, I can't get you pregnant again. I can't see you suffer so much again."
He poured the water and forwarded it towards her, she nodded and took the pills.
She took the pills, her gaze lingering on his face. She knew he was being cautious and concerned, and she appreciated it. But there was a part of her that couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness, a reminder of the physical toll it took on her body to bring their daughter into this world.
She placed the glass back on the nightstand and leaned against the pillows. "Ekansh," she said softly, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness.
"Hm baby?" He asked, turning back to her. "Can we not try having another baby?" She asked.
He froze at her question, his gaze fixing on her face. He knew the emotional and physical toll the last pregnancy had taken on her, and he could sense the undercurrent of pain in her voice. He sat down on the bed, his expression etched with concern.
He reached out to take her hand, his fingers gently rubbing soothing circles on her wrist. "Love," he started softly, his voice filled with understanding.
"I know it was a difficult journey for you, and the thought of going through it again.
..No we are not having another child, I can't risk your life. "
She nodded in understanding and hugged him close, He encircled her in a tight embrace, holding her close as if trying to shield her from the world's hardships. He rested his chin on her shoulder, his arms tightening around her.
He inhaled deeply, the scent of her skin calming him. "Love," he whispered, his voice carrying a mix of love and concern. "I can't bear to see you suffer like that again. Seeing you in pain almost killed me."
She nodded and soon sleep engulfed her, He held her close, his arms wrapping around her like a protective shield. He knew the conversation was difficult for both of them, but he also knew it was necessary. He laid them down, still holding her close.
He watched her sleep, the gentle rise and fall of her chest comforting him. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her forehead. "Sweet dreams, love," he whispered, the words carrying a mix of tenderness and protectiveness.
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Kiara woke up in the morning just to witness him holding Kiara and sitting in the balcony, She grabbed his shirt and wore it before walking towards them. "You guys woke up early today."
He looked up as she approached, his expression softening at the sight of her in his shirt. "Yeah, couldn't sleep much," he admitted, shifting slightly to make room for her on the balcony.
He gently adjusted his hold on Dhriti, allowing Kiara to take a seat next to them. "How did you sleep?" he asked, his voice a soft murmur.
She held his arms and placed her head on his shoulder, "It was nice." He smiled softly, his arm draping over her shoulders in a natural gesture. "Good, I'm glad you got some rest," he murmured, his gaze shifting back to their daughter in his arms.
He rocked her gently, a tender expression on his face. "She's so peaceful when she's asleep," he whispered, a hint of wonder in his voice.
"Yeah, she didn't sleep much yesterday. She is completing her beauty sleep." Kiara smiled. Ekansh nodded and walked inside the room, he carefully settled her down in the crib and got back.
As he sat on the couch Kiara climbed on his lap, He wrapped his arms around her as she settled onto his lap, pulling her close to his chest.
He nuzzled his face into her hair, inhaling her familiar scent. "You look beautiful in my shirt," he murmured, his hand gently tracing patterns on her thigh.
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