Are you really my Vid? Or did his soul get changed?

My eyes widened and my jaw almost fell to the ground at his words. Yes, I want him but this is so new for me and I am nervous. So freaking much. "Eyes on me, Jaan. I want you to look at me while I adore you." I unzipped my dress and dropped it on the ground, next, I unclasped my bra and removed it, making it join my favourite dress. "That too." He eyed my panty and I slid it down.

Holy fucking Shit, who thought that my husband's language will take a 180-degree turn and it freaking turned me on. Vidyut stood up from the chair and walked towards me. "Tell me will you let me fuck you senseless?" I wanted to say yes but it felt like my lips were sealed.

No doubt he doesn't need it like me. "Tell me, Mrs. Suryawanshi?" His hands wrap around my throat giving it a light squeeze. I could feel something sticky on my thighs so I decided to close but just when I was about to close them Vidyut's free hand made its way down there and as he touched me a moan left my mouth. "Don't." He commanded. "So wet, I didn't even touch you, jaan."

"Answer me," His hands slowly moved to my inner thigh and my breath got stuck and my breasts bounced. I nodded slowly. "Words." His fingers stopped at my clit. This sensation was different from the first time so I closed my eyes. "Yes, I w-want you, Vid. I-i want you to f-fuck me."

His fingers played with my clit and on the other hand, his hand had a special effect on my throat. "Good girl, Now keep your eyes on me. If your eyes leave my eyesight, I won't touch you." I opened my eyes to look at him smirking. He isn't the Vid I know, but I like this version of him too.

Without wasting a single second I placed my lips on his but he pulled away. "What the f-" I didn't get to complete my words when he spoke. "Do you want me to tie your hands?" I shook my head. "Then no cursing." Vidyut feasts on my lips. Sucking and biting them. He was eating me and his pace was-

I moaned after he bit my lower lip and entered his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues are crashing on each other for dominance. His hands moved from my neck to my hair, pulling me towards him to deepen our kiss. This kiss was turning wild and holy shit I was never so turned on not even a few days ago when we had sex for the first time. Even though his fingers were playing with my clitoris, I wanted him to kiss me in every corner of my body.

I am craving for him and he knows this well. He broke the kiss and moved his lips from my jaw to my neck leaving wet kisses behind. "Wrap your legs, jaan." I did what he asked me to. I wrapped my legs around his torso and he stopped playing with my clitoris only to thrust two fingers into me in one go making me roll my eyes.

Vidyut doesn't let me adjust his fingers as he moves them in and out. A moan left my mouth and I don't know if it came due to the kisses he was leaving on me or from his fingers that were working inside me.

Vidyut sucked my collarbone. As much as I can feel, he has left so many hickeys on me. "Fuck, Vid." His mouth stopped working and I looked at him giving him a what the fuck look. "W-what?"

"It's going to be fun when I tie you and fuck you hard. Do you want me to tie your hands like those fictional men do and fuck you? Isn't it jaan?" His mouth. My face might have turned red due to embarrassment but since when is he reading my dark romance collection? Fuck. I want to kiss him. "You like it that way. Don't you?"

When I didn't ask anything. He smiles going back to what he was doing, leaving kisses all over my neck, jaw, and collar bone and now he moves to my breast. Just when he was about to place his mouth on my breast, a moan left my mouth after his fingers hit my G-spot.

This feels like heaven. "O-oh, Vid-yut." He kissed my left breast and his fingers hit my G-spot again. "Scream for me. Let me hear you scream my name." He walks towards the bed, sucking my right breast. He pulled out his fingers and laid me on the bed and cold Air touched my skin giving me goosebumps. He hovered over me, so close that our mouths touched each other.

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