59. A Velvet Night
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"How was it?" I asked once Dhwani finally started gaining some sense back and her breathing slowed a little.
She looked at me through half-lidded eyes, cheeks flushed, lips swollen because of me.
"Dangerous," she whispered breathlessly. "Because now I don't think I'll ever survive without this."
A smile formed on my lips instantly.
I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss against her forehead.
"Do you want to sleep or-"
She cupped my face before I could even complete the sentence.
"No," she answered immediately. "I don't want to sleep. I want you."
"But I'm already here," I teased softly while my hand moved over her breast again, my thumb brushing slowly over her sensitive nipple.
She inhaled sharply, her nails digging into my shoulder.
"I want you to fuck me."
Fuck.
The word coming from her lips did something dangerously wrong to my self control.
I held her jaw gently, forcing her eyes back to mine. "Careful with those words, baby."
"Why?" she asked innocently, even while looking completely ruined beneath me.
"Because you say things like that..." I murmured near her mouth, "and expect me to stay sane."
Her thighs shifted around me impatiently. "Then stop acting sane."
I let out a rough laugh, my forehead dropping briefly against hers. "You really have no idea what you do to me."
"Then show me," she whispered back.
Whatever control I had left snapped completely.
I pulled away for a second. My hands moved straight to my trousers. I pulled them down quickly and kicked them away somewhere across the room without even looking.
Dhwani's eyes stayed fixed on me. Warmth spread across her face and down her neck as her gaze slowly dropped lower... then instantly returned to my face while she bit her lip nervously.
I grabbed her legs gently and pulled them over my shoulders before hovering above her, stroking myself slowly.
Her lips parted slightly like she wanted to ask something.
"What?" I murmured, brushing my thumb over her cheek. "Say it."
She swallowed. "Will... will it fit?"
A low laugh escaped me. "Baby, after everything we've already done, this is what you're worried about?"
Her cheeks turned darker instantly. "I'm serious."
"So am I." I leaned closer, my lips brushing hers. "Didn't it fit the last two times?"
"It did..." she whispered, sounding more shocked than confident. "I still don't understand how."
God, she was adorable.
"Should I stop then?" I teased softly, moving back just enough to torture her.
Her arms wrapped around my neck immediately, pulling me down again as her legs came around my waist. "Don't."
"Hmm?" I rubbed myself slowly against her, watching her breath shake. "Tell me properly."
"I want you," she whispered desperately. "Please."
"Fuck..." I closed my eyes for a second hearing that from her mouth. "You don't understand what that does to me."
"Then stop talking and do something," she mumbled, trying to sound bold even while blushing beneath me.
I smirked. "Bossing your husband around already?"
"Yes."
"That attitude is dangerous, especially when you're lying naked under your husband."
"Mhm...but you're the one who is suffering."
I kissed the corner of her mouth slowly. "Yes, I know. But I'm addicted to my suffering."
A soft moan escaped her when I rubbed myself against her again and looked into her eyes one last time. "Ready for me, wife?"
The word alone made her shiver.
She nodded slowly. "Please...husband."
I pushed inside her carefully, inch by inch, watching her expression the entire time. She whimpered, her nails digging into my back. The moment I buried myself fully inside her, a rough groan escaped my chest.
"God... you feel unreal."
I stayed still for a moment, trying not to completely lose control.
Her hands moved into my hair while she looked up at me with flushed cheeks. "Why are you staring like that?" she whispered, moaning in pain.
"Because I still can't believe you're actually mine."
Something softened in her eyes instantly. " Then feel me. Start moving, don't torture me like this." She bit down on her lower lip.
I leaned down and pulled out her lips from her teeth and finally started moving, slow and deep, making her breath hitch beneath me.
I was completely finished for this woman.
"You're so damn sexy, Wifey."
Her pupils dilated. She loves me calling her that as much as I cherish her calling me her husband. I close my mouth over those pink lips and kiss her deeply.
She melts into me completely, locks her ankles around my waist and pushes up so I slip in even deeper. "You feel incredible," I mutter into her mouth.
"More incredible than Olivia?"
Her words hit like a bomb. Everything inside me froze instantly, even my movement. I looked down at her blankly.
Olivia?
How the fuck did she enter between us in a moment like this?
The warmth, the desire, the softness between us-everything suddenly cracked.
"Dhwani..." my voice dropped lower, stunned more than angry. "Why would you bring her up right now?"
She bit the inside of her cheek instantly, like she already regretted saying it.
"I just..." her eyes flickered away from mine for a second. "I wanted to make sure I'm better than her."
Wait. Is she comparing herself with her? Or she thought I had slept with Olivia.
I held her face gently, forcing her eyes back to me while my body stayed buried deep inside hers.
"Listen to me carefully," I said slowly. "Nothing like that ever happened between me and Olivia."
Her lashes fluttered slightly.
"I never touched her like this. Never kissed her like this. Never looked at her the way I look at you." My thumb brushed softly against her cheek. "What's happening between us right now? It belongs only to you."
She stared at me.
"I swear on you," I whispered firmly. "No woman has ever had this part of me before you."
The tension slowly melted from her face, replaced by guilt instead.
"I'm sorry," she whispered softly, her fingers tightening around my shoulders. "I didn't mean to ruin the moment. I just... got insecure."
Something dark flickered through me hearing that word.
Insecure. About another woman. When she was lying beneath me looking this beautiful.
I leaned closer until my forehead rested against hers. "Then I guess I'll have to fuck that insecurity out of your head completely."
Her breath hitched. She swallowed nervously.
My pupils darkened, "wrap your legs and arms around me."
She followed in just one command. Her legs wrapped around my waist and arms around my neck.
I pecked her forehead once and I finally started moving again, harder this time, deeper, every thrust carrying the same message.
I muttered against her lips while pushing into her harder,
Another thrust.
"You already won the moment you became mine."
Another.
"And trust me..." I grabbed her jaw gently, forcing her to look at me while her moans broke around us. "No one could ever come close to what you make me feel."
She couldn't even answer properly anymore. Only soft broken moans of my name kept falling from her lips.
"Got it?" I asked roughly before squeezing her breast firmly.
Her mouth opened instantly. "Ahh... yes...yes..." she moaned breathlessly before biting down on my shoulder.
A groan escaped my chest at the sting.
"Yes... mark me like that," I muttered against her ear. "Bite me, scratch me... because I'm not stopping anytime soon."
The bed creaked softly beneath us as I moved faster, each thrust pulling another helpless sound from her mouth. Her body arched beautifully under mine, meeting me halfway every single time like she needed me just as badly.
"Yugant..." she cried softly, her fingers tangled in my hair while her whole body trembled beneath me.
She felt like she was made for me.
Every time I pushed inside her, her body reacted so perfectly that it drove me completely insane. The deeper I went, the more her pleasure showed on her face, in her trembling breaths, in the way her nails dragged helplessly across my skin.
My whole body burned with the need to keep her close, to keep hearing my name from her lips like this forever.
She arched beautifully beneath me, matching every movement, her hips lifting to meet mine desperately.
"Yu... Yug..." she gasped breathlessly, completely lost.
"Come for me, baby," I whispered roughly against her mouth before thrusting deeper again.
The next second, her whole body tightened beneath me. Her lips parted in a silent cry as pleasure crashed through her completely, making her tremble uncontrollably in my arms.
I kissed her instantly while she fell apart beneath me, holding her through every aftershock shaking her body.
And seeing that expression on her face... that pure overwhelming ecstasy...
Fuck.
That was enough to destroy whatever control I had left too.
I bit down softly near the curve of her shoulder, my own release building dangerously fast when suddenly realization hit me hard.
Protection.
Fuck. I wasn't using any again.
The thought snapped through my mind at the last second. I pulled out quickly just before losing control, and Dhwani shuddered softly feeling the warmth spill over her skin instead.
A rough breath escaped my chest as I finally emptied myself completely before collapsing carefully against her, making sure not to put my full weight over her body.
For a few seconds, neither of us spoke.
We just stayed there tangled together, breathing heavily, wrapped in the quiet aftermath of our lovemaking.
As we slowly regained our senses, I pulled back slightly and looked at the mess I had created over her skin.
Her eyes followed mine before she looked back up at me. "Why did you...?"
"I wasn't using protection again," I answered honestly. "This is safer."
"Ohh..." she murmured softly. "But nothing would've happened even if you had..."
"If it didn't happen the last two times, that doesn't mean it won't happen the third time," I said while grabbing the torn vest and gently wiping her clean.
She watched me quietly for a second before nodding slightly.
"Yeah... that's right. But don't you want kids?" she asked softly as I lay down beside her and pulled the comforter over us both.
"You want them right now?" I asked, turning my face toward her.
"No, no... not at all," she answered quickly. "At least not for five years. I want to build my career first and..."
She stopped midway, biting the inside of her cheek.
"And?" I asked softly.
"And spend a lot of time with you... alone."
I leaned down and kissed the tip of her tiny nose gently.
Honestly, that was exactly what I wanted too.
I didn't want children anytime soon. Not because I disliked the idea of having them one day, but because right now... I wanted her.
I wanted to see her grow, achieve everything she dreamed about, win every battle she once thought she'd lose. I wanted her to trust me completely. I wanted to watch her become successful, independent, and fearless.
And more than anything, I never wanted our marriage to feel like a cage around her wings.
I wanted it to feel like the safest place she could return to after touching the sky.
"Can we take a shower?" she asked softly.
"Nope. You'll get sick."
"But I feel sticky everywhere." She frowned cutely.
"You'll feel like this every night now, so start getting used to it."
Her eyes widened instantly. "You mean... we're going to do this every night?"
I smirked slightly. "Don't you like it? You seemed pretty satisfied every time I moved inside that sweet little body of yours."
She slapped my chest immediately. "You talk so dirty."
"And you love hearing it, don't you?" I asked, stroking her flushed cheeks gently.
Her lashes lowered as she bit down on her lip shyly.
"I do," she admitted, blushing.
"And what about the dirty things I do to you?" I murmured, my fingers lazily tracing patterns over her bare waist beneath the comforter. "Do you like those too?"
Her cheeks turned bright shared of red instantly. God, I don't think I would ever get tired of seeing her blush because of me.
"Did I satisfy you this time... or are you planning to complain again?" I added with a teasing smirk.
She narrowed her eyes at me immediately. "If you're trying to make me feel guilty for what I said last time, then let me tell you something, Mr. Raizaada..." she poked my chest lightly, "I don't regret it at all."
A chuckle escaped me. "I know, Mrs. Raizaada."
I slid my hand into her hair and pulled her slightly closer. "And I don't mind correcting my mistakes either."
The way her expression changed after hearing that almost made me laugh again.
"I'll make sure you stay stuck to this bed for at least a week."
Her mouth fell open. "Excuse me?"
"Hm." I looked at her innocently. "You challenged my skills indirectly. Now suffer the consequences."
She slapped my shoulder again.
"You're impossible."
"And you're obsessed with me."
"That's confidence, not facts."
"Oh really?" I pulled her fully over my chest this time, wrapping my arms tightly around her waist. "Then why do you blush every single time I touch you?"
"I'm not blushing."
"You literally turn red whenever I come close."
"That's because your room temperature is toxic."
I laughed softly at her nonsense, the sound vibrating against her cheek resting over my chest.
God, I loved this version of her.
Relaxed. Playful. Mine.
"I seriously love listening to your nonsense," I murmured, brushing my fingers through her hair slowly.
She tried to glare at me, but failed miserably.
"Sleep now," I whispered before kissing her forehead gently. "You have kitchen terrorism planned for tomorrow morning."
She gasped dramatically. "Excuse me? I'll cook perfectly."
"Yeah?" I asked with fake seriousness. "Should I inform the fire brigade before breakfast or after?"
"Yugant..." she punched my chest lightly.
"Yes, wifey?" I answered immediately.
She looked at me with that soft, puffy face of hers before leaning closer and placing a gentle kiss on the corner of my mouth. " I love you."
" I love you too." I mumbled before pulling her down.
DHWANI :
I woke up slowly, somewhere between sleep and consciousness, feeling warmth pressed against my back and a hand wrapped around me possessively, squeezing my breast lazily like even in sleep he refused to let me go.
A soft breath escaped my lips as his mouth moved over my bare shoulder, leaving slow kisses there.
God...
Even half asleep, my body recognized him instantly.
The warmth of his skin.
The roughness of his fingers.
The way his lips moved against me like he had all the time in the world.
Usually, I hated waking up. If someone disturbed my sleep, I could literally fight them. But with Yugant... it felt impossible to stay annoyed when he touched me like this.
Especially after last night.
The soreness between my thighs still lingered sweetly, reminding me exactly how shamelessly my husband had worshipped my body for hours. Every tiny movement made me aware of him again. Of us.
I tried to stay asleep anyway, burying my face deeper into the pillow. But then his hand squeezed my breast harder.
A soft gasp escaped me.
"Awake already?" his sleepy husky voice brushed against my skin.
I only hummed in response, too lazy to properly open my eyes.
His lips curved against my shoulder before suddenly he turned me onto my back.
The comforter slipped down in the process, exposing my upper body to the cool morning air and goosebumps instantly rose over my skin.
Before I could react, his warm mouth closed around my left nipple.
My back arched immediately.
"Yug-"
The rest of my words dissolved into a shaky breath as he sucked softly, soothing the sting with his tongue while his hand roamed slowly over my waist.
My eyes fluttered open finally and landed on him.
Messy hair. Sleepy eyes. Mouth on my breast like he belonged here.
And somehow...That sight alone almost made me fall in love with him all over again.
He released my nipple with a soft pop before pulling himself up and pressing a quick kiss against my lips.
"Good morning."
Morning?
My eyes widened instantly and I turned my head toward the clock beside the bed.
8:10 AM.
"Ohh fuck no!" I gasped. "I have to cook today."
I tried to sit up immediately, but his weight kept me pinned beneath him.
Yugant looked way too entertained seeing my panic.
Then shamelessly, his hand moved back to my breast again while he leaned down, circling my sensitive nipple slowly with his tongue.
My breath shuddered violently as my fingers clenched around the bedsheet.
"Yu... Yug..." I whispered helplessly.
"Hm?" he murmured lazily against my skin, clearly having no intention of letting me leave anytime soon.
"Stop torturing me. I have to freshen up," I tried to reason with him, even though my voice already sounded weak because of what he was doing to me.
"I need to freshen up too," he murmured lazily against my skin. "So how about we save both time and water?"
Before I could answer, he moved to my other breast and suddenly bit down lightly on my nipple while maintaining eye contact.
I gasped and slapped his shoulder instantly. "It fucking hurt!"
"Ahh... sorry," he murmured, but instead of stopping, he sucked on the same nipple again, this time slower, softer, making my breath shake.
"Yugant..." I whispered helplessly. "I'm really getting late."
He only hummed against my skin.
Then his fingers slid from my waist to my inner thighs, touching my folds lightly before he looked up at me with dark eyes.
"You're fucking wet," he muttered in that sinful husky voice. "Now tell me... how exactly are you planning to stand in the kitchen and make something sweet when this little pussy of yours is still weeping for me?"
God... how can he say such dirty things so shamelessly?
And worse-how can he look directly into my eyes while saying them, like he knows exactly what those words do to my body?
Heat rushed through me so fast that I had to look away for a second but he didn't let me.
His fingers curled under my chin, forcing my gaze back to him while the corner of his lips lifted slowly.
"There's that blush again," he murmured smugly. "Fuck... you look so pretty when I ruin your thoughts like this."
You're nasty," I whispered, completely flushed.
A slow smirk appeared on his lips.
Then shamelessly, he slid his fingers between my thighs again and rubbed there slowly, making my breath hitch while his eyes stayed locked on mine.
"Now say it again," he murmured against my lips. "Say I'm nasty while your body keeps reacting to every filthy thing I do to you."
I couldn't form a single word.
My lips felt dry, my breaths came out in short shaky gasps, and my mind was slowly turning blank because of him.
God, this man was torturing me completely.
I placed my hands on his chest and suddenly pushed him down onto the bed before climbing over him, straddling his waist.
The comforter slipped away completely in the process, exposing both of us beneath the soft morning light.
"I'm getting la-ahh..."
My words broke into a moan when his hands gripped my hips and pulled me down harder against him. My head tilted back instantly as the hard length of him rubbed directly against my sensitive heat.
"What were you saying, baby?" he asked shamelessly, teasing me even more while moving beneath me slowly.
My fingers instantly grabbed his shoulders.
"Yu... Yugant..." I breathed out helplessly, completely forgetting what I was even trying to argue about anymore.
"Tell me what you want," he murmured huskily. "Because the way you're trembling on top of me right now is driving me insane."
I couldn't find the courage to form proper words anymore. My mind had already turned hazy from everything he was doing to me.
Instead, I wrapped my hand around him, positioned him at my entrance, and slowly lowered myself down.
A broken groan escaped both of us together.
Yugant's grip tightened hard on my hips, his fingers digging into my skin while his head fell back against the pillow for a second.
"Fuck..." he breathed out roughly.
Before I could even adjust completely, his palm landed sharply against my thigh, making me gasp.
"Being impatient now, are we?" he asked with a dark smirk, his eyes completely locked on my face while I sat trembling over him.
I didn't answer. Instead, I leaned down, trying to kiss him, but he turned his face away teasingly before slapping my hips tighter.
"Move," he murmured roughly, his eyes dark with desire. "Let me feel how badly you want me."
A shiver ran through me at his tone alone, and my fingers tightened on his shoulders as I slowly started moving against him.
A shaky gasp escaped him as his hands tightened around my hips, helping me move with him.
The room filled with uneven breaths, broken moans, and the soft sound of our bodies moving together while heat curled tighter inside me with every motion.
"Dhwani..." he groaned against my neck, his grip turning almost desperate.
"Yug... slow," I breathed out weakly when the intensity became too much, my fingers clutching his shoulders tightly while he buried his face against my skin, trying to steady both of us.
He moved beneath me harder, and a helpless moan escaped my lips with every deep thrust.
Our rhythm turned faster, rougher, completely out of control.
"Yug... I-I'm..." my words broke apart as another wave of pleasure rushed through me.
"Yes," he groaned against my skin, gripping my waist tightly while his forehead pressed against my shoulder. "Let go for me, baby."
A sharp gasp escaped me when his hand moved over my body again, making my whole body tremble violently.
And then it hit me.
Pleasure crashed through me so suddenly that my movements faltered completely. My body loosened helplessly against him while soft broken moans kept leaving my lips.
Yugant still moved beneath me, holding me tightly against him as if he never wanted to let me go.
The moment turned messier after my release.
I looked at Yugant. His whole face was flushed deep red now, even his neck heated as he tried to hold onto whatever control he had left. His breathing had completely lost rhythm.
Then suddenly, he flipped us over and pushed me gently onto the bed before coming above me again.
"Its my turn," he whispered roughly against my lips.
I blinked once. That was all he needed.
His hands moved to my legs, throwing them over his shoulders before he pinned my wrists above my head against the headboard.
A shaky breath escaped me the moment his mouth crashed over mine again, kissing me rougher this time, more desperate.
At the same time, his free hand moved over my body, gripping me tightly with every movement while the room slowly filled with broken moans and uneven breaths.
"Ahh... Yug..." I cried softly as the intensity built again.
The headboard kept hitting lightly against the wall while the bed creaked beneath us, and the bangles around my wrists clinked together with every movement, creating soft sinful sounds that only made the moment feel more intimate, more consuming.
His lips sucked the hell out of mine, swallowing all my moans before he moved down and sucked on my nipple while continuing to thrust inside me.
"Yug... yeah... fuck... ahhh!" I cried out from the intensity, my voice getting drowned by the sound of the creaking bed, the headboard hitting the wall, and my bangles clinking together.
I felt another release building inside me, and before I could even process it, pleasure crashed through me again.
At the same moment, Yugant pulled out and spilled his release over my stomach.
He rolled down beside me and instantly pulled me against his chest.
Both of our bodies burned with heat as we lay there tangled together, trying to regain our senses while our heavy breaths slowly filled the room.
"I... ne-never thought you could be this sexy," I breathed out weakly, still yrstruggling to recover while lying against his chest.
A shameless chuckle escaped him. He tilted my chin up and kissed the corner of my mouth slowly.
"sexy?" he murmured smugly. "Baby, that was just the trailer. I haven't even shown you the full movie yet."
I shook my head, a smile slowly forming on my lips because of his shamelessness.
But then my eyes moved toward the clock.
And fuck.
I was hella late.
"I need to clean up," I mumbled quickly before trying to get up.
The moment I moved my legs, they trembled badly.
A sharp soreness settled between my thighs, making me hiss softly as I sat there for a second, realizing my husband had completely destroyed my ability to walk properly.