Wedding Anniversary ~ Shivika SS ✔[COMPLETED]

Part 2

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Shot 2 : The Miffed Wife

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The next morning Shivaay woke up pretty late. Or course Annika didn't even bother giving the wake-up alarms to him.

However, he got ready at a blazing pace.

"Areh. Where are my car keys? Annika? Have you stolen my car keys again? You little thief!" Annika scrunched her eyebrows hearing all his teases.

She couldn't describe what came at her that she thundered like that in a rude tone, "I am not a thief. Just mind your words. I have no wish to take those rotten car keys. Mujhe aur bhi zaroori kam hote hain!"

Being a bit startled with her unsavory words, Shivaay smiled weakly, "Woah! Chill! I was just joking Jaan. Why are you so grumpy haan? My baby didn't sleep well last night? Kisi bade se macchar ne kata kiya??" He followed her like a child to pull her in his embrace.

Only that can calm his little angry blizzard.

"Why do you even care? See here are the keys. And you just need an excuse to call people thieves!" Shoving the keys in his hands she fired a glare of irritation, "Now why are you staring at me like a buffoon?"

Though confounded yet Shivaay ventured to keep the environment light with his soft teases, "Oho. Aaj toh meri Jaan subhe subhe badi gusse mein hain. Consider your hubby scared! So kuch bolne se Pehle thoda dar ko bhagana padega na??" He tapped on her nose with endearment, proceeding to wrap his arms around her belly.

But the unyielding wife in Annika tried to push him away by hissing again, "Shivaay. Harwaqt majak accha nahin lagta. And now don't disturb me. Let me finish cooking. Warna phir you only will yell why the breakfast is not ready!"

"Jaan. Kiya huwa hain? Naraz kyun ho itna?" Sounding anxious, Shivaay noticed she was not even looking at him.

This could only suggest his Jaan is quite mad. But what could possibly be the reason? Everything seemed to be ok last night!

Is this one of her mood swings?

"Look at me when I talk to you."

"Shuru ho gaye orders. Nahin dekhna mujhe. Jao jo karna hain karlo!" She kept making Rotis adamantly.

"What the hell woman? Why are you testing my patience in this early morning? Just tell me what's wrong. Why are you sulking?" Clenching both her arms, Shivaay pinned her next to a beam. His watchful eyes noticed every wriggling movement Annika made to free herself from his clutch.

Still not meeting his eyes! Hiding something in those dark eyes?

"Wait a second is it because I slept yesterday? You wanted to have sex wifey? Just should have given a hint." Quickly shot a glance at his wristwatch, "Umm...Now time is short but will have a quicky one ok." Instantly moving her stole away Shivaay dipped his nose on her neck planting kisses and unzipping his tuxedo.

Meanwhile searching for the knot of her Pajama as well. His swift hands were roaming all over her sensitive body, making her almost moan which she kept buried inside her throat with a lot of struggle.

Hoisting her up by both her bottoms, Shivaay hastily placed her on the kitchen slab while standing in between her legs.

Annika got marveled at the instantaneous hardness her passionate husband could deliver in such a precise time.

As passion crested darker inside Shivaay's eyes, he leaned towards her parted lips to shower his innumerable kisses.

But got appalled when Annika's feeble palms pushed him away and her furious growl echoed in, "You men.. Gggrrr... Disgusting!

Don't touch me! You didn't even bother to ask if this is what I really want. Aur sidha shuru ho gaye?

Everything starts with sex and ends with sex for you haan? Do you think this low of me?" It was such a mixed feeling for her to control her desires and utter those venomous words!

After seeing that baby face of her astonished husband she got even more disconcerted.

What is even happening in between them?

Why can't he understand her? Why can't he simply love her? Or he doesn't love her anymore? This must be a mere duty for him!

Seeing her eyes threatening to spill salt water, Shivaay spluttered, "What? Low? No? What's wrong if my wife wants to have sex with me. Tumhe kiya ho gaya hain Annika? Why are you not telling me clearly?" Desperation piqued in his vocals as he sought to calm her down!

"Kiya ho gaya hain? Aapne aapko mera pati keh rahe ho? Aapko yaad bhi hain maine kal kaunsi color pehni thi?" She asked with a broken voice, her eyes churned lava.

"I was tired last night Jaan." He concealed his sadness in his nervous smile, "I thought you read me like an open book Jaan. You understand me the same right?" Didn't even let her ken how shattered her words have left him inside.

"Tired? Do you ever discern when I too get tired?

Am I not a human? Or I don't have that same right as you?" Controlling her heavy breathes Annika paused briefly before seething back, "You! Do you even remember what are the last meaningful words you have said to me? Or expressed that you love me?"

"I thought when every night I sleep inside your cuddle that tells you enough about my love." Shivaay softly brushed his thumbpad on her puffed cheeks, still standing in between her slender legs.

Her cheeks were burning with temperature as Shivaay wanted to absorb all the tensed heat from her. He loves this woman so much. Yet he is unable to keep her happy these days. There must be ample complaints which are unsaid. Let them come out today.

"Jaan...?? Don't you understand how much I love you?!" 

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