Naina teasingly played with the edges of his silky black hair, embracing him to savor the spiciness of his wild kisses being served to her all over her sylphlike neck, and her passionate man interlaced their fingers for a tight hold, intimately grazing his teeth on her throat to intensify her thirst for him and his manly possession.
A sweet contentment instantly sipped inside her mouth as Sameer lovingly bit her slender neckline, imprinting a painfully admirable hickey there, his darkening thoughts for Her pouring out through his fingers feral swirls on her clothed waist and thighs.
Naina was slowly pushed into the room of her husband's horny whispers, tickling breaths, sensual rubs, and dominating pulls, skipping her exhilarating heartbeats numerous times in a few seconds, and Sameer gently kneaded his free palm on her bulgy breast, his intense deep eyes curtained with just a wish to see her unclothed once more to quench his thirst for her divine beauty. Her pink lips parted in longing and nervousness, and he loved the stunning reactions and sexy moans she was giving to him for his endless trail of hot kisses on her sweaty neck and shoulders.
"Jaan." He whispered huskily against her soft cladded blossom, and she hummed lowly in response.
"Bahut dinon baad aise pyaar karne mil raha hai toh control nahi kar paa raha hu khud ko. You are driving me crazy." Sameer verbally expressed his feelings in a profoundly succulent voice, their sultry gazes meeting each other to entangle their souls with amour. He simply tucked a long twist of hair strand behind her ear, smiling graciously at the ravishing woman sitting in front of him, for him to love her zealously, unstoppably, and dominatingly, and satisfy her restless heart.
"Main toh sirf tumhare pyaar ke liye bani hoon, agar tum mujhe pyaar nahi karoge toh kaun karega?" Stroking his midnight dry stubble with fondness. Naina confessed.
He hummed with a small smile on his face, and his soft eyes accidentally laid upon her hairline bereft of vermilion, making him puzzled.
"Tum raat ko sindoor nahi lagati ho?" Asked a confused Sameer with his orbs bubbled with eagerness.
"Nahi toh," Naina replied.
"Oh! Kyun?" He questioned her again with a curious smile cornering on his lips.
"Aise hi, koi specific reason nahi hai, aur raat ko kaun sindoor laga kar sota hai waise bhi?" She couldn't help but chuckle at his baseless inquiry, and he seemed slightly discontent with the idea of not applying a small pinch of vermillion to the hairline before sleeping.
He doesn't know why he loves her with Sindoor and Nuptial chain clasped around her neck, amazingly showing her marital status to the world full of her secret admirers
"Tum sindoor ke saath zyada acchi lagti ho." Sameer said with an innocent glimmer in his irises, his voice thick, coated with chaste longing to fill her hairline with the color red.
"Acha matlab nahi lagaugi toh buri dikhugi?" Instead of understanding his emotions attached to the auspicious powder. Naina jested, reaping a disheartened look from him.
"Aisa nahi hai, bas ek alag si attachment hai meri...acchi lagti ho mujhe tum sindoor ke saath, mangalsutra toh waise bhi tumhara humesha pehna hua hi rehta hai...aur yeh..." Sameer lowered his meek gaze to her slim wrists adorned with simple glass green bangles, his warm knuckles now caressing them gently - "Yeh bhi acchi lagti hai mujhe tumhare in pyaare pyaare haathon me."
"Bahut obsession hai na tumhe in sab cheezon se?" Naina asked him with a tender stroke of a tiny smile.
"Mujhe toh saari obsession tumse aur tumse judi huwi cheezon se ho rakhi hai." Sameer said honestly while kissing her hands respectfully, his eyes closed on their own accord, and his heart and soul thoroughly besotted with the pure and peerless elegance she always carried in her persona.
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