"What are you doing?", I pushed him away slowly.
He smiled and answered, "that's what she was doing, under the table".
My eyes widened. I felt my blood oozing up. How dare she touch him like that?
He held me by my waist and placed his head in the crook of my neck.
"That's why I stood up from there,that time, she is too sticky", he murmured.
I placed my palm on his cheeks and said, "Sorry Vivaan sir, I doubted on you ".
"No problem, from next time if you feel any doubt, just ask me directly, okay?".
I nodded my head.
"Aisha", he called me in low voice.
His voice seems so sexy whenever he calls me by this name.I hummed.
He lifted himself a little up and placed his mouth near my ear. He kissed slowly on my earlobe and a moan left my mouth.
His hot breathe was hitting all over my ear and he murmured,
"For next time, just letting you know.
I'm purely a virgin and I saved it for my wife".Blood rushed to my cheeks after hearing him and my cheeks turned strawberry red. I was blushing so hard.
I couldn't stop myself from smiling.
He stretched his hand and held me tightly."Good night Aisha", he muttered.
"Good night", I replied and soon drifted to my sleep with blushing cheeks.
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Next morning when I woke up, he was still sleeping. Half of his body was over mine.
I slowly caressed his head.
He was looking so cute while sleeping.
His messy hairs, his thick brows and lashes.
His beards that I love the most.I thought of taking the advantage of my sleeping husband. I pushed him slowly on the bed and hovered half of my body over him.
I gently touched his face.
I moved my face closer to him. I placed my lips slowly over his cheeks and kissed him on his cheeks for the first time. I smiled looking at him.Then I placed my head on the crook of his neck and hid my face inside me.
But all of a sudden, he wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly under his grip."What are you doing wifey?", his lazy voice hit my ears.
I was taken aback. I thought he was sleeping.
My cheeks again turned red but this time because of the embarrassment.I was lying over his body and he was holding me tightly. My face was against his hard chest.
He lowered his head a little and looked at me.
He caressed my back and demanded,
"I need a kiss".I was quiet.
"If you'll stay quiet, I'll take it myself"."No", I said and tried to get away from his grip but he was holding me tightly.
"But you just kissed me in my sleep baby, what's the problem now?".
I closed my eyes in embarrassment.
He was hell bent on to take a kiss from me.
"Please leave me na, someone will come"."Who will come baby, it's our room and also it's locked!", he said and I knew now that I had no other option.
I lifted my face up slowly and said,
"At least leave me, then only I'll be able kiss you na".He loosened his grip a little and I sat up slowly on his midriff.
He was looking at me with his naughty eyes and smiling.
I bent down a little forward and brought my lips closer to his face.Our breathes was fanning each other's skin.
I placed my lips slowly on his cheeks one by one.He smiled and I tried to get down from him but he held me by my thighs and said,
"I asked for a lip kiss".I slapped a little tightly on his naked chest and said, "You didn't specify it. Don't act smart now".
I pushed his hands aside and stepped from the bed.
I left him alone to finish my morning business.
Soon, after breakfast he left for the office and I sat in the hall with my laptop as I had to complete an assignment assigned by Vivaan sir itself.
At times, maa and papaji also accompanied me. We even had our evening tea and snacks together.
I don't know why Vivaan sir feels himself detached from his parents, he don't even talk about them much. With me, they always behaves so good, so lovingly.
But I don't have the strength to ask him about this. Maybe one day he will open up himself infront of me~
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Aisha - The Story Of Lost Love
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