Insatiable Desires

Chapter 23

"Phir dikkat kya hai. Thode waqt main woh theek ho jayega jab dekhega toh," Manik said, making her nod, looking towards Mahir who was now fast asleep with his grandmother.

Nandini blinked her eyes. She loved him like her own and did not like Mahir getting angry with her. Sighing, she closed her eyes to sleep. However, a few minutes later, she opened her eyes at Manik shuffling around her continuously, unable to sleep. She looked at him as he sat up and when he was about to get up, she asked, "Kaha jaa rahe hai aap?"

"Neend nahi aa rahi mujhe," Nandini looked at him as he looked around in his pocket, slightly frustrated. She knew he was looking for cigarettes and said with hesitation to him in concern, "Aap aaj kal ye bohot pee rahe hai. Itni sehat ke liye achi nahi hai."

"Kuch nahi hoga," Manik replied, finally finding one. Before he could get up, Nandini again called him out softly, practically pleading him to not without voicing it. She remembered her father drinking alcohol daily until he had a lung problem. Although he didn't want to listen to her but looking at her, he sighed, knowing she was speaking for his own good.

His arm wrapped around her waist, making her look towards him before she sighed, looking out of the window at the stars shining brightly in the dark night, her hand resting on his arm as his hand roamed up towards her breasts. She winced as his hand fondled, her breasts turning more sensitive to the touch since the pregnancy. Her hold on him tightened as his grip turned rough before she turned towards him, taking his hand off her breast.

"Tune iske baare main pucha tha?" Manik enquired, finding it difficult to resist himself of her since the past month.

"Aap kesi baate kar re hai. Main esse kese puchu?" Nandini whispered.

"Toh bacha sab ko pata hai kaise hua hai," Manik replied, making her open her mouth before closing it, her cheeks turning red before she pulled away from him, making him chuckle as she turned around while mumbling, "Toh khud puch li jiye."

His hand wrapped around her waist, his mouth moving to the crook of her neck, pressing kisses all over while his rough hands moved over her waist. As his hand went under over her blouse clad breast, she winced as he grabbed it, his fingers rolling over the nub while he fondled the soft flesh. As his hold over her breasts turned rough and he nibbled her ear, she shivered as he whispered, "Idhar muh kar."

As she turned around, staring at him apprehensively, as he grabbed her hand. She froze as he rested her hand over his chest, slowly moving it down before her hand fisted as he was about to lower it to his dick. He smirked and said, "Ab tu jab tak nahi puchegi tab tak kuch aur toh karna padega na."

"Chee, mera haath chode," Nandini said, scrunching her nose in disgust.

"Chee kya? Main ni tujhe haath lagata?" Manik said shamelessly, making her widen her eyes in shock as she turned beetroot. She tried to release her hand before she warned, "Aapne mera haath ni choda na toh main chekh marungi."

"Maarna. Aur uske baad kya bolegi?" Manik teased. She looked at him, her lips turning downwards. Sighing, Manik left her, turning around. She stared at his back, feeling guilty for refusing and couldn't believe it as she swallowed and whispered, "Theek hai."

Manik, the shameless man, was quick to turn around with a smirk, eyeing her to do. She cutely mumbled, "Aapko paap lagega. Aapke bache ki maa hu mai."

"Toh bacha toh jaise Mahir ko beech main sulake aaya hai na," Manik said back, shutting her up. Manik smirked, grabbing her hand before she swallowed in nervousness while his eyes darkened as he took off his lower and placed her hand on his hard length. He wrapped her hand around himself, tightening her frail hold and guiding her hold over himself, gradually speeding up her movement. As she pumped him, her thumb swiped over his tip occasionally.

As she continued rubbing him, her eyes averted, his hand went to her hair, raising her head and moulding their lips together. She winced as he nibbled on her bottom lip before sucking in a breath as his hand moved over her, opening her blouse and grabbing her breasts. Her hold on him loosened as she was gently pushed off to her back and he hovered over her, keeping his weight off her. Her head fell to a side as she whimpered in pain as he nibbled and latched on her breast, pulling the hard nipple between his teeth.

Leaving it, she looked at him in a daze, her heart beating wildly, knowing this look, as he got up on his knees, his lust overpowering his rationality and every other emotion as he pulled her to sit up on bed and whispered darkly, "Muh khol."

Without protest, she parted her lips, her eyes shutting down tightly as her hands fisted the bedsheet beneath them as she felt him lining himself against her lips. His hand grabbed hold of her hair, making her whimper in pain as he tightened his hold and moved his cock inside her mouth.

Her hands went to hold his thighs, shaking her head as she felt herself choking, looking at him, her eyes watering by the time he was all the way in. He held her head still, slowly moving out, making her gulp in breaths. She whimpered as he fisted back her hair, her hand tightening as his cock moved back inside her mouth, her teeth grazing against him, making him curse in pleasure. Her eyes watered as she gagged with every move, her mouth paining due to being stretched while her head bobbed up and down as he moved in and out of her, his movements turning rough with her hair fisted to hold her still while due to her inexperience her teeth grazed him occasionally and her tongue involuntarily flicked around providing him with immense pleasure until she felt some metallic taste in her mouth while he pulled out, spilling the rest of the sticky liquid all over her breasts.

She swallowed it as he stared at her, his gaze still dark. As she breathed deeply, he helped her lay back and got up from bed, bringing in a wet cloth to clean her. She didn't utter a word, tiredly staring at him with her kohl smeared over her eyes, as he wiped her eyes gently before moving to her breasts and then threw the cloth on the floor.

He looked at Nandini as her eyes closed as she fell asleep, his heart feeling an emotion he had not refused to feel for a long time. His hand went over her belly, gently feeling over their baby as he pressed a kiss on top of Nandini's head and stared at her with the sudden urge of protectiveness in his heart.

Vote and comment please! You have seen angry Manik. And a possessive one. So, now, are you ready to see a Manik in love for his innocent wife?