Disha's POV
His looking so beautiful in his red Kurta. My fiance....oops no my husband is the most handsome and beautiful person in the whole world.
*Knock knock* I turn my head towards the door as I heard knocking.
"Um vihaan there is someone knocking on the door" I say as I see vihaan not making any move to open the door.
"Who is it?" Vihaan shouts.
"It's me....Mia"
"Go away" vihaan replies. How rude.
"But vihaan I have brought milk for you and it will help you in increasing your stamina." Blood rushes to my face. How can she say something like this? What if someone heard her?
"Oh....but my stamina always tires Disha and I don't want to hurt her by increasing my stamina more by drinking that milk of yours mia." Oh my god this is so embarrassing. These two really don't know how to talk.
"Vihaan" I whisper shout.
"What Disha? Am I not right? Now Mia go away" this can't get more embarrassing.
"Yeah yeah whatever but don't you dare hurt or tire my friend."
Vihaan starts making his way to me. My heart beat rises. It's not first time but why am I getting this nervous.
I back myself as his body is few inches away.
My eyes gets close as I feel him caressing the side of my neck. I feel him opening the hook of my heavy necklace making my breathing heavy. He draws his hand to the front of my neck, where my necklace was.
"Was it heavy?" His voice has turned husky.
"Ye-yes." He puts light kisses where my necklace was.
My head tilt's to the side as he removes the my heavy earring. My back arch's as he takes my earlobe in his hot mouth. My body is becoming so hot that it's getting uncomfortable.
"I love you" he whispers and I want to say it back but my voice has gotten stuck somewhere. He peppers kisses behind my ear while his hand is removing the other earring.
He removes himself for my neck and I watch him in dazed. I love this man way to much.
His hand moves to my forehead removing the maang tikka. "I love your forehead covered in vermilion of my name."
He moves his hand down and removes my nosering. He puts his lips on mine. The kiss is slow and I am loving it. I kiss is upper lip then lower lip. He nibbles then sucks my lips hard.
He detaches himself. This thing which he is doing I am loving it as well as hating it. This feeling hits different.
In a lightning speed my dupatta (scarf) is on the floor leaving my midriff bare for his eyes. Goosebumps erupts on my body.
He starts caressing my midriff. A shudder passes through me as his hands touch my kamarpatta (a jewelry worn on the midriff). My head falls back as I feel his hot mouth around my navel. My hold on sheets tighten as I feel his tongue encircling the kamarpatta.
"AHH... vih-vihaan" a moan erupts from me as he tugs the kamarpatta with his tongue breaking it. I fall on the bed with my head bend as he swipes his tongue on my navel. My back arches and hands twist as he continues his torture on my stomach with his tongue.
I feel his hand on my stretched neck caressing it and it does something to my body. I try to lift myself but get stopped by his hand on my neck. My back starts paining from arching so much but I can't stop it.
My breathing gets even, my back falls on the bed, my hold on bedsheet loosens as vihaan stops doing whatever he was doing.
"You love me baby." It is more of a statement then a question but still I nod my head in dazed.
"I love you vihaan.....very much." I watch myself on the ceiling mirror. I am a mess. My skirt has ridden up till my mid thighs. There is a red mark on my midriff, must be due to kamarpatta. The left sleeve of my blouse has slipped from my shoulder. My face has vermilion which he must have spread from my head partition. Only few of my hair strands are braided and remaining are out in free.
I watch from the mirror as he starts removing his cloth one by one, leaving just his boxer.
Goosebumps forms on my body as he puts his index finger on my lips still standing. He spreads my lips and penetrates his finger.
"Suck." And I suck it wetting his finger.
"Move your tongue around it baby." I move my tongue around his finger. I remove my gaze from the mirror and fix it on his face.
He removes his finger with a pop. I lick my lips as some how they have dried. Instantly his eyes darkens.
I follow his hand as it moves to his nightstand, which has his phone. I instantly realised what is he going to do, but not having strength to protest I don't say anything.
My eyes gets close as light flashes on my face as he takes many photos of me. He has been doing that many times and when I ask him to show me, he never lets me to see it.
"Baby turn around." I turn having my back to him. The blouse loosens as he tugs the ribbon which was holding my blouse intact. Again light flashes making me know that he clicked my pics.
I again turn as he tells me. He tugs the blouse away. He bends down and draws a circle around by nipple through his lip. My hands goes to his head tugging his hair. He starts sucking it making my back arch and again my gaze goes to the mirror.
Embarrassed seeing myself like this I move my head to the side.
"Baby remove my boxer." My eyes widens hearing him. Even though we have been intimate many times I never touched him down there. My hands only touch his back and front not going below his navel.
He stands straight. "Do it baby. I want you to touch me. I never asked you as I wanted it on our wedding night."
Wanting to make him happy, I sit infront of him. With a last look on his face, I move my eyes to his thing. I lift my shaking hands on either side of his hips. I again take a look at his face.
In a lightning speed I tug his boxer down and my face comes face to face with his thing. He removes his boxer which has pooled around his feet.
I can't believe this fitted inside of me. It is so big. How did it even went inside of me?
"Baby take it in your mouth, just do what you did with my finger and don't let your teeth touch it. Okay."
I nod. I lightly touch it with my finger and groan escapes his mouth.
"Baby don't tease me."
My eyes goes to his balls. Should I touch it? Will it hurt him?
Not prying more on it I lightly caress it. "Fuck baby...... I told you not to tease me."
I rub the back of my hand on his balls with my eyes fix on his face. I move closer and lick his top. Again a moan ripples through him.
I open my mouth wide and take him in my mouth.
"AHH fuck baby...care...careful with your teeths."
I start moving my mouth back and forth simultaneously running my tongue around him. My hands are playing with his balls. His hands on my head.
Suddenly he starts moving my head. Tears starts spilling from my eyes as I am not getting the proper amount of air. My both hands goes to his thigh. I pat his thigh in a sign to stop but he doesn't stops.
I move my hand to his hand holding my head and scratch it wanting him to stop it. Black dots starts appearing infront of my eyes.
Before I can close my eyes and give in dark abyss he stops. My mouth opens taking in huge amount of air.
"Fuck. I am....I am sorry baby. I-I forgot that i-it's your first time."
I nod letting him know I understand. But he doesn't calm down and to show him I am fine, I lick his balls making his body to jerk.
Again his eyes turns dark. He pushes me on the bed and in a lightning speed the skirt gets pooled around my midriff and my underwear on the floor.
"Ahhhhhh" I shout as he enters me. I pull him towards me through his neck and hug him tightly as he continues to move inside me.
My gaze again goes to the mirror and this time I don't remove it. I see his hips moving, my legs shaking, his face in the crook of my neck.
He removes his head from the crook of my neck and takes my lips in his. We start kissing.
"AHH.... Vi-Vihaannnnn" I come. My hands on his neck loosens. After few minutes he comes groaning.
I turn my head towards the wall watch and see that it's 8'o clock of the morning.
My eyes starts closing. "Buttercup we are not finished. You can't sleep."
"No vihaan. I am tired." I try to get him out of me as he is still inside me.
My eyes widens as I feel him hardening inside of me.
"Baby it's our wedding night." With that he starts moving.
He lifts me. I tighten my hands and legs around him. Standing on his knees he starts moving.
I nuzzle his neck. "Say that you love me."
"I lo-love you vihaan more th-than yo-you can think." I mumble.
"Say that you would never leave me whatever happens."
"I wi-will never leave....leave you."
I come. I scratch his back as I have become way too sensitive.
He also comes. We both fall on the bed.
"Now you can sleep." I smile. He had never went for third round since doctor has informed us that I have less stamina.
I nuzzle his neck and give up on the sleep which instantly takes to the la la land.
I woke up hearing knocking on the door. I open my eyes and see that it's 5o'clock of the morning. Oh my god I have been sleeping for the whole day.
I turn towards vihaan and see that his half of the body is on me with his head on other side sleeping on his stomach. I ruffle his hair. His head turns to my way nuzzling my neck. I giggle.
"Disha." Oh my god it's Suman aunty. With a great effort I push vihaan away.
"Yes aunty" I shout out.
"Sorry to wake you up but you have a ritual to perform. Nisha must have told you that you have to make a sweet dish."
Shit. How did I forget about it. "Yes mummy did told me. I would be out in few minutes"
"I will be in kitchen"
I sprint to the bathroom. I wanted to have a bath but not wanting to waste time I take a quick shower. Besides vihaan must have bathed me after I went to sleep. He always baths us after our interval.
I come out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me and on my head.
"Come to bed Disha." I ignore him and go to the walk in closet. If the world had worked in his way he would have had me on the bed everyday.
I blow dry my hair. I take out the saree which mummy had told me to wear on the first day. It's a plain red colour saree with a black sleeveless blouse.
It took more time then I thought it would to wear the saree. I try to tie the string of the blouse but failed. I leave it and start braiding my hair, don't want my hair to disturb me while cooking.
I put on a big gold hoops in my ear. I wear my mangalsutra (nuptial chain) and put vermilion on my middle partition. I wear red plain bangles on my hands. With a last look I come out of walk in closet.
I bend down and kiss vihaan on his cheeks "Good morning husband" I whisper in his ears.
He opens his one eye. I yelp as suddenly he pulls me through my hands.
"Good morning wifie." He nuzzles my neck. His hands roaming on my bare back.
"You are looking so hot. Did you dressed up for me."
"No for the ritual. Now can you please tie my blouse." I say. I woke him up for this only.
"Forget about ritual." I jerk feeling him cupping my breast as he had inserted his hand from behind. This blouse is going to get me late
"Vihaan stop." I try to push him away but fail.
"No. And I am your husband now so you should listen to me. And my order is........is to let your husband get rid of this saree and let me explore his wife's body." Oh my god he never fails in surprising me.
"Please vihaan." But he ignores me. He had already slipped my blouse's sleeve.
"Vihaan if you let me go now you would...oh yeah you would get my hand made dish. Do you want a sweet specially made by me?" I know he likes food made by me so why not use it in my profit.
"Then I want a your special chocolate cupcakes"
"Deal." I push him away and turn my back towards him.
"Now tie my blouse"
He ties it and again falls on the bed. I leave the bedroom to go to the kitchen.
As soon as I reach I came to know that breakfast will be made by maid and I just have to make a sweet dish.
I make the mixer of chocolate cupcake and fill the mixer in the cup. I put it in the oven and ask the maids for the ingredients for gajar Ka halwa ( carrot based sweet desert pudding).
As the gajar Ka halwa was sizzling the oven dinged indicating that the dish is ready. I put it in the fridge. After gajar Ka halwa is ready I make the cream and start icing the cupcakes.
I take a breath of relief as everything gets ready. Thankgod I have made some dishes here few times for vihaan otherwise I would have been a mess with nervousness.
Everyone comes down. Mia gives me a smirk and I avert my gaze from her. I hug mummy, dad and Bhai. As soon as I try to touch the feet of uncle and aunty they stop me engulfing me in a hug and reminding me to call them mom and dad.
Vihaan's friend also come down. Atlast vihaan came with a irritating look but as soon as his gaze find me his eyes lits up. In a lighting speed he takes me in his arms. I get embarrassed as everyone's attention is on us.
We all sit down and start eating our breakfast. Everyone was teasing vihaan and me except mummy, dad, Bhai, uncle and aunty. My sweet dish came and everyone liked it. Aunty and uncle gave me gifts.
"Oho Disha for husband a special dish." I glare at Mia. He doesn't likes gajar Ka halwa that's why I made him a cupcake and he also asked me to make.
"Don't tease her Mia besides vihaan doesn't likes this carrot sweet." I give a grateful smile to aunty.
Mummy, dad and Bhai are just seating quietly. Must be because of my marriage.
I turn towards vihaan wanting to see him eating his favourite cupcake but get sad. His angry and I don't know why.
"Disha you are very good in cooking. I wished you could live here with us." I turn my head towards aunty giving her a confused look. I am here only. Where would I go if not here?
"Where would I go aunty....I-I mean mom?"
"Oh you don't know?" I shook my head. Has vihaan planned some vacation but it would be hard as college will not give me more holidays.
"Vihaan you didn't told her?"
"Disha we are going America. Happy mom." He is mad. Definitely mad.
"But vihaan I can't get more holidays from college" I point out.
"Why would you need college here when we are going their?" Vihaan replies. I really am not understanding. I give him a confuse look.
"My dumb wifie we are going to live in America from now on and we are leaving in 6 hours." I blink one time, second time but still nothing changes.
"You are jocking?..... Right" I ask him. I turn towards everybody wanting any of them to tell me it's a joke. A big bad joke.
"No Disha it's not a joke."
"And you are telling me now?" I ask calmly.
"I forgot. I wanted to tell you at our wedding night but it slipped by mind seeing you waiting for me." Is he serious?
"Did you all knew?" I ask everybody.
Their silence answered my question. Without thinking twice I sprinted out of the dining room. Tears started spilling from my eyes.
I lock the door and slid down. American. Why does he wants to go to America? We are perfect here. Everyone is here only. And I....I can't be away from mummy and dad this early. From the start the only thing which gave me some relief was that I would live here. Close to mummy and dad.
I fall back as the door suddenly opens. I come face to face with Vihaan's face. I give him my most deadly glare. I stand up and wipe my tears away but the tears are spilling even if I am trying to control it.
"What happened buttercup?"
"What happened?...." I laugh "Are you stupid vihaan? How can you just tell me we are going to live in America before 6 hours of leaving." I shout.
"What's the problem in it?" I fall on the floor listening to him.
"Why can't we live here?" I ask slowly. My sight is becoming blurry. I rub my eyes to get rid of blurriness.
"Because my.....my business is not working good without me. I have to be their and I can't leave you here besides you were ready to come with me when I was going for Harvard. Remember." He kneels before me and hugs me.
"But that was different vihaan. Please please let's live here. Or.......or you can go and solve whatever problem your business have and then come back."
Suddenly I am being pushed and my back collides with the bed. "So you are telling me to leave you? You....you had promised me that you would never leave me. You would always be with me. Then what happened now?"
"AHH" a yelp ripples through me as he throws the table.
"You lied to me. I shouldn't have believed you.....I shouldn't have believed you." He repeats the same sentence while breaking down his whole room.
My heart is thudding in fear. "Vihaan" I call out but he doesn't listens or should I say didn't heard me.
"Vihaan I am coming with you." I shout loudly. I can't see him hurting himself. Already his hands are bleeding.
He stills. "You would?" I nod crying. Crying for myself. Crying for vihaan. Crying at the thought of not seeing mummy, dad and bhai for years.
Instantly I am being engulfed in his arms. I don't hug him back but still wanting his warmth around me.
"I love you baby. In a few days you would start loving America." 'But I love to live here' I wanted to say this but didn't say, not wanting him to hurt himself.
So much happened but why no one came. Vihaan must have told everyone to not come on his floor.
"You are hurt." I mumble. I stand up and make my way to the bathroom. While going I see myself in the broken mirror. My tears still haven't stopped spilling.
I bandaid his hands. "Don't cry baby"
"I am not." I mumble trying really hard not to snap at him.
"I have prepared everything their for you. You will not miss anything." He says.
'But I will miss my family' again I didn't said loudly.
I am feeling like someone is squeezing my heart. And I want to remove that something which is squeezing my heart but I am not able to.
I hug tightly my family. I haven't said anything to anyone. My eyes are hurting but this pain is not stopping the tears. I hug Mia.
"It's not Vihaan's fault." Mia mumbles.
'His fault is not informing me about this earlier' again I don't say it loudly.
We both settle on his private plane. I don't turn my head towards mirror. I don't want to see my family crying. Vihaan wipes the tears away but again new tears takes the place.
"Drink this." He offers me a orange colour juice.
I shook my head. But he forces the glass in my mouth making me drink it.
After sometime I start feeling sleepy. I close my eyes but not before hearing vihaan say "You will love America, I am sure of that"
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How was the chapter guys? I really loved writing it but the last part did made me sad.