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Sorry for taking too long but I wasn't getting any inspiration to write.
It took me a week to write the whole chapter when I tried everyday to write something but now here it is,
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"Why would you put a face mask on me." Ayansh whined as his wife tapped her fingers on his face, adjusting the face mask while she was sitting on the bathroom island.
"Everyone needs a aftercare. You too." Aadhya smiled through her face mask and withdrew her hands to give him thumbs up.
He smiled and leaned closer to peck her lips but Aadhya was a step ahead and turned her face aside simultaneously which resulted in him kissing her charcoal masked cheeks.
"Yuck." He scowled and she couldn't help but to burst into laughter seeing his face.
"Why would you do that?" He mumbled and jumped on the counter to sit beside her. She chuckled and shook her head, trying to control her smile.
"For how long I have to keep this on?" He pointed at the charcoal face mask while looking into the mirror in front of them.
"15 to 20 minutes." He nodded and looked at her, who scooted closer to him and kept her head on his shoulder.
"Tired?" She shook her head and answered.
"Hungry." He chuckled and wrapped his one arm around her and gently, rubbed her back.
"The food will be here anytime." Just than, he head the bell of the house ringing. She sat straight and waited for him to go and take the delivery.
"Jao." She told him and he gave her an offended look.
"Me kyu jau? Me nhi ja rha is face mask ke sath." Aadhya rolled her eyes at his dramatic self and jumped off the island.
(Why would I go?)
"Thik hai, I'll go with this bathrobe. Accha lagega na delivery boy ke samne." She raised her eyebrows and saw the panic rushing in her husband's eyes.
(It'll look good in front of delivery boy.)
"Me ja rha hu na. Did I say no? No right. You sit here. I'm going." And he rushed out of the bathroom, grumbling something under his breath.
(I'm going.)
She smiled in victory and jumped back on the island, waiting for her husband until her eyes caught the marks on her neck in the mirror in front of her.
Heat raised to her face and neck as all the memories from earlier hit her.
She smiled thinking how far they have came. How comfortable she have became with him, and how he became the most important part of her life with time.
There was nothing she would need when she have him by her side.
A few minutes later, Ayansh walked into the bathroom and taking off their mask and washing their faces afterwards, they walked into their room.
"Pahle khana." Aadhya mumbled to herself and was about to walk out of the room when he held her arm.
(Food first.)
"First change." He told her but she shook her head.
"Bhookh lagi hai. Pahle khana." She argued and he heaved out a sigh.
(I'm hungry, let's eat first.)
"It's going to take a few minutes. First change, you'll be comfortable." She shook her head and pouted.
"Khana- Before she could complete the sentence, she heard one of the phone ringing.
Ayansh picked up his phone and looked at his wife.
"Ghar se call hai." She nodded but once she realised it was a video call, her eyes widened and she rushed back into the bathroom.
(The call is from home.)
"Nhi Pahle baat krke khana kha lete hai. Baad me change krna." She heard her husband teasing her from the room and let out a scoff.
(No no, let's eat first and then we'll change.)
"Shut up." She told him and put on her lingerie and then, a long tee-shirt until her mid thighs and walked back into the room.
Ayansh raised his eyebrows in victory and looked back on the screen.
She was able to hear Rithik, Riya and Shivam in the background along with Avantika and Divya.
"Bhabbi kha hai?" She heard Riya's voice.
(Where's bhabhi?)
"Wait a minute." Before her husband could turn on back camera, she ran to stand in front of him.
"Heyy." She didn't know why it was so awkward to talk with them when all this a while, they have been like her friends.
Maybe because I had sex with their brother-
She mentally scolded herself and squeezed her eyes shut before looking at the screen where Rithik and Riya wiggled their eyebrows.
"Bhabhi, why are you so red?" Rithik asked and then looked at his brother, who was standing their, holding he phone in his hand.
"Kya hua Aadhya? Are you sick?" Ayansh asked her, faking the worry and she let out a cough, seeing the change in his tone.
(What happened Aadhya?)
"Yes sick in love." Riya answered and she couldn't help but to blush at her Statement.
She felt him moving back to the bed as he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her into his lap while kept the hone screen in front of them.
"Hey Shivam, when did you return back?" Aadhya asked, changing the topic when she saw Shivam waving at her behind Rithik.
"Yesterday, and got to know that you both have already left." He responded.
"Ab tu duniya chhod ke pahado pe gya to tere liye duniya thodi rukegi." Ayansh rolled his eyes at his brother who scoffed listening to him.
(You left the world to move to mountains but world won't stop for you.)
"Pahado pe sukoon hai." Shivam mumbled, and smiled at Aadhya who nodded her head positively in response.
(There's peace in mountains.)
"Sukoon to pyaar me hai." Ayansh mumbled, keeping his chin on her shoulder for support.
(Peace is in love.)
Aadhya couldn't help but to blush at his statement as she felt her heartbeat skyrocketing.
"Shiv shiv shiv, hamare samne to sharam kro. Call pe bhi shuru ho gye." Rithik made a disgusting face but in return, received a glare from his brother.
(Behave in front of us at least.)
"Meri biwi ko problem nhi to who are you to say? Find yourself someone and stop poking your nose in everyone's love life." Ayansh rolled his eyes and their jaw hung open at his straightforwardness.
(My wife doesn't have any problem then who are you to say?)
That wasn't surprising but the fact that, he was so open about being in love took them by astonishment.
"Emotional damage." Riya mimicked the meme and everybody bursted into laughter.
"Tu kyu has rhi as if your love life is going well? Tera crush to tuje bhav bhi nhi deta." Rithik revealed her secret and everyone looked at her with a surprising and questionable gaze.
(Why are you laughing? As if your crush is giving you attention.)
"You have a crush?" Aadhya asked.
"Kon hai?" Ayansh questioned seriously and same went for Shivam, who was also curious.
(Who's he?)
"Don't listen to him. Kuch bhi bolta hai ye." Riya tried to dodge the question.
(He's speaking nonsense.)
"Vese me kya bol rha." Shivam initiated after a while and smiled mischievously at the couple.
(Anyway, what I was saying...)
"Ab gye ho to khushkhabari lekr aana." He teased them.
(Now that you are there, you should come back with good news.)
Aadhya gasped at his statement and was about to say something when Ayansh interrupted.
"Khushkhabri matalb kya?" He asked.
(What do you mean by good news?)
She looked at him and the man really was confused. She could see that on his face. Was he really innocent or was trying to be one.
"Are aap Samaj jao ab. Muje sharam aati hai bolne me." Ayansh rolled his eyes at the drama of his younger brother as Shivam buried his face between his palms, faking shyness.
(You should understand. I'm shy.)
"Ab to shadi ko ek saal hone wala hai, ab to hame chacha bna do." Rithik joined Shivam.
(It's going to be a year of your wedding. You should make us uncle.)
"Aur muje bhua." Riya raised her hand in between meanwhile Aadhya pressed her lips together to hide her shy smile.
(And me aunt.)
"Abhi to sex life shuru hui hai meri." Ayansh muttered under his breath against her ear as he had his chin on her shoulder and only she could hear him so elbowed his stomach.
(My sex life have just started now.)
"Ouch." He winced and saw Riya and his cousins looking at him with a teasing smile and mischief.
"To, kya plan- before Shivam could complete his sentence, Ayansh pressed the red button, ending the call, taking his wife by surprise.
"Ye kya tha?" She asked and faced to look at him.
(What was that?)
"A way to save us from embarrassment." He shrugged it off and tossed his phone on the bed before wrapping his arms around her waist.
His hands moved to her thighs as he slowly started rubbing her bare skin and pushing him aside, she stood up.
"We need to eat." She told him and started walking towards the door. Letting out a chuckle, he followed her outside.
"I need to eat, you." She turned her face to look at him, who winked at her.
"You're becoming shameless these days." She said and settled on the dining table while he walked to sit on the chair beside her before he held her hand and pulled her into his lap from her chair.
"I'm becoming shameless, for you. Afternall Shivam or Rithik ko chacha banana Hai and Riya or Ruhi ko bhua." She slapped his arms lightly at his statement and he smiled a little, before pecking her lips.
(After all, Rithik and Shivam have to become uncle and Ruhi and Riya. Aunt.)
"Ruhi se yaad aaya, I haven't talked to her in a while." She mumbled as he opened the food container and serving it in the plate, started feeding her.
"Hmm, you can talk to her tomorrow after or before your therapy sessions." He presented an idea to which she nodded taking a bite to feed him as well.
"Honesty, I don't feel like taking those sessions anymore." He stopped eating and gave her a deadpanned look.
Her smile faded with the same and she mumbled a sorry to him, fidgeting with her fingers.
"Tulip," Her heart melted as he called her and cupped her face with his one hand and made her lookat him.
"You don't want to take sessions because you're happy now. Your past is not triggering you anymore but what if it did? Again? I don't want you to suffer anymore so take all the therapy sessions until you feel that your past is not affecting you anymore. Alright." She inhaled a deep breath and nodded her head.
He was right. Sometimes we feel that we're alright, since things around us are changing for better which more or less overshadow our past.
But the fact is, we aren't healed completely so we need to fight until we are and our past is not triggering us anymore.
"What are we going to do now?" She asked after they were done with dinner as she was sitting on the kitchen counter on her husband's order, who was cleaning up the dishes.
Wiping his hands with the towel, he turned to face her who jumped off the counter. He looked at her for a few seconds until he felt his lungs would burst out anytime soon and inhaled a deep breath.
She let out a squeal when he picked her up in his arms and started moving in the direction of the bedroom.
"What happened?" She asked when he said nothing even after moving into the room.
"You." He responded almost immediately and laid her down on the bed, followed by laying beside her.
Wrapping his arms around her figure, he pulled her closer until there wasn't any space left for even air to pass.
"You happened, Tulip." He told her again. She felt her heart swelling up listening to him as her mouth refused to form any word.
"I loved you. I love you and I'm always going to love you but that's not the best part. The best part of this is you. I fell in love with you and that's the best part." Tears gathered in the corner of her eyes as he listened to him.
He inhaled a deep breath and kissed her forehead.
"I don't know how to put it into more words but I hope you understand that the best part of us is you, not love." He smiled as he mumbled to her.
Tears escaped from the corner of her eyes to the ridge of her nose and her lips formed a wide smile.
It was difficult for her to hold back herself from telling him that she loved him as well but then she did because she had better plans.
Love, it doesn't need a special time, occasion or day to feel it because it's not the time that is special but the person. But then you do.
You wait for a particular moment to tell that person that you love them, just because to make it more precious for that person.
"I love you." He told her, wiping her tears.
"I love you so fucking much that it's hard for me to not tell you the same thing every second of the day." He mumbled again, making her smile.
She wiped her tears as her vision was getting blurry and cupped his face to peck his lips.
"Bas itna hi?" He gave her an offended look. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, not getting the context behind his words.
(Just like that?)
"Kya matalb?" She couldn't help but to ask him.
(What do you mean?)
"I told you that how much I love you and you just gave me a peck. Bas, ittu si kissi?" He gestured through his index and thumb, making her chuckle at his drama.
"The least I deserve is a good fucking and mind blowing sex." He told her and got up to sit on the bed followed by her.
She laughed it off lightly and a crimson red colour crept her cheeks.
"Not again. I'm still processing it." She muttered, biting on her lower lip.
"You mean you can still feel my cock inside your- Before he could complete the sentence, she pushed him a little to get off the bed.
"Are yaar, suno to." She shook her head, trying to hide her smile and inhaled a few deep breaths to calm her racing heart.
(Hey, listen to me.)
Her legs felt a little weak but what he was saying was nothing but truth.
She could still feel his fingers, tracing her skin. His lips devouring her, his breath mixing with hers and that tingling feeling in her throat because of the same.
His body colliding with hers, his cock inside her making her full that her stomach churned up at the thought.
Shaking her head, she picked up the TV remote and walked back to the bed.
"Which movie would you like to see?" She asked as she sat back on the bed beside him.
"Fifty shades of grey." She chocked on her saliva listening to him and threw a glare in his direction who was smiling innocently like a kid.
"Oh, how about we recreate it?" His mouth hung open at her boldness as he stared at her who was a blushing mess.
"Chalo phir, shuru karte hai." He mumbled and pulled her into his lap before wrapping his arms around her shoulder.
(So let's start.)
"You need to have control on your hormones Mr. Rajvanshi because you look like a horny creep." She told him with a chuckle.
"I don't mind looking like a horny creep in front of you." He bopped her nose with his index and smiled proudly because this was enough to make her speechless.
A silence followed his statement and she hugged him, keeping her head on his chest. He smiled contently and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Can I ask you something?" She asked once she was comfortable. Humming in response, he kept his cheeks over her head, waiting for her to say something.
"Like if you're comfortable enough to share, about your past relationships." She mumbled, hesitantly. He lifted his head up and looked at her.
"I just wanted to-
"As I told you, I had two relationships before." He cut her off in between.
"One was during second year of graduation and it was basically because everyone around me had a relationship and I had a fear of missing out." He chuckled answering it and saw her trying to control her laugh.
"Like we weren't friends but she was the only girl I knew in college beside Kirti and Aditi." She narrowed her eyebrows at him as he continued.
"But it didn't work out and we eventually broke up after some months. She told me that she didn't feel that emotional compatibility with me and she have started developing feelings for one of my batchmate." She gasped lightly at his revelation.
"Did she cheat on you?" He shook his head and a sigh of relief took over her.
"No. She didn't. As I told you, we weren't in serious relationship but we were honest and loyal with each other. So eventually we parted ways but we were in a cordial friendship till we graduated." She nodded her head as he explained her.
"What about your second relationship?" She asked.
"About that, I really liked her during my post graduation and after months of gathering courage, I asked her out." She heard him silently but the though of him liking someone else itched her a little.
"Why did you guys broke up?" She asked, shrugging off the thought because whatever happened was in past and being a human, it's okay to be in relationship until you find that one person you want to spend your life.
He chuckled at her question and licked his dried lips.
"Because her father didn't approve of me. I had severe anger issues at that time and her father saw me beating a guy so he thought how his daughter would live with a person like me who couldn't control his anger." He explained.
"And when I thought about it, I guess what we had wasn't strong enough because if it was, we would have hold onto each other. I didn't try to work on my anger issues and she wasn't ready to go against her family. Basically, we didn't fought for each other and made peace with whatever life was serving us." He concluded and this time, it wasn't jealousy that burnt her heart but fear.
Every relationship have ups and downs and what if they couldn't hold onto each other but then, she remembered, they have overcame a phase like this.
In the most difficult time, he was there for her.
"Do you regret it? Like letting her go?" She asked, gulping down to moisten her dried throat.
"Back then, yes but if you ask me now, No." He told her, tucking a few hair strands behind her ear and prevented himself from yawning.
"She was an amazing partner to me but then I had to make peace with the fact that what we had was gone and eventually I moved on and then, I saw you and it all changed." She stared at him as the words slipped off his tongue.
"When I first saw you at your parents anniversary, and heard you playing piano for them, I knew I was fucked up, badly. It wasn't love at first sight but surely, it was something and I found myself thinking about you, seeing you every hour of the day." She gulped down and looked in her lap.
She couldn't meet his gaze thinking how hard it might have been for him to see a girl he loved with his own brother.
"It must have been hard for you to see me with your brother," She let out her thoughts and inhaling a deep breath, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. He let out a yawn and tried to keep his eyes open which felt heavy because of sleep.
"The even harder thing was to see him not treating you property and you giving it all in that relationship."
"You know, I tried moving on from you as well after knowing about your relationship but I'm glad I couldn't." He chuckled and saw her lips curving into a smile.
"Muje neend aa rhi hai." He squinted his eyes at her at her sudden statement but then, saw her getting up from his lap and laid on the space beside him.
(I'm sleepy.)
She pulled the comforter over her and looked at him, who rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"You really want to sleep?" She nodded her head enthusiastically and patted the pillow beside her.
"I rally want to sleep and you should sleep too, after all you must be tired." He was surely pissed off the way she was reacting.
All of the sudden, she wanted to sleep and he was sure, there wasn't an ounce of sleep in her eyes.
But he had no option to lay beside her.
"Was there something that hurt you?" He asked but shaking her head, she rolled up on the bed and lifting her body up, laid on him which brought a smile on his face.
"There's nothing. I just want you to sleep because you look tired." She mumbled and ran her fingers between his locks. He smiled a little.
"You have been standing up on your feet for the whole day because of the competition so you should rest." He heard her saying as his eyes felt heavy.
"I love you." He told her and closed his eyes knowing well that there won't be any response.
She leaned closer and kissed his forehead before she kept her head on his chest and closed her eyes with the intentions of repeating the same words to him, soon.
A while later, when she felt that he was deep asleep, she got up and moved out of the room, carefully, making sure that he didn't wake up.
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"Ansh," Ayansh heard his wife whispering. Thinking that it might be nothing but a dream, he turned around and outstretched his arms to look for his wife on the bed.
"Ansh, baby" He tried to open his eyes as she called him again when he couldn't spot his wife beside him and felt her hands against his cheeks.
"What baby?" He mumbled, his voice coming out as hoarse and deep due to the sleep.
"You baby, wake up please." He heard her saying and finally opened his eyes and turned around. He saw her kneeling beside bed.
"What are you doing there?" He asked and held her hand and pulled her to stand on her feet.
"Was trying to wake you up." She responded and sat beside him when he scooted backwards and made space for her.
"You could have done like they do in movies. Bheegi bheegi jhulpho se apne pati ko uthana." He uckled at his own statement and lazily hugged the pillow.
(With your wet hair strands.)
"I can't take a shower in the middle of the night, can I?" She raised her eyebrows to which he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and got up.
"Is it not morning?" She shook her head in the response and held his hand.
"I wanted to show you something, come with me." Letting out a yawn, he got up from the bed without any further questions and moved out of the room with her as she guided him in another bedroom they had in the house. Standing in front of the gate, She tilted her head to look at him.
"Close your eyes." She ordered her clueless husband who furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
"Please." He did as she told her and she opened the gate of the room. Ayansh tried to peek through his eyes but saw only the darkness lingering inside the room.
"You'll open your eyes at the count of three." She told him when they were standing in the middle of the dark room.
He hummed in response and waited for her to count three.
"One, two, three." She counted and switched on the lights and simultaneously Ayansh opened his eyes and his eyes fell on the large banner on the wall in front of him which was decorated with white and pink balloons.
"Happy Anniversary." was imprinted on the banner. He looked around the room with surprise, which was dimly lightened and found a small tant in the middle of the room, probably made up of white curtains which was decorated with fairy lights.
Rose petals were scattered on the mattress that was on the ground in the tent and in front of it was a small table which was well decorated with flowers and candles.
In the middle of the table was cake, not one but two. The small one seemed not to perfect and the other one was well decorated and pretty large for two of them.
Before he could process any of these, two arms were wrapped around his torso and he inhaled a deep breath, gulping down the lump formed in his throat and kept his hands over her.
This day wasn't of any significance in her life, he thought yet she planned to celebrate it. He was confused, happy, excited for whatever was coming up for him.
He didn't know what to do, how to react so he did what felt easy to him. He stayed quite and waited for her to speak.
Just when he thought she'd be wishing him happy anniversary, she said something he least expected at the moment.
"I love you."
Hearing this from her, in her voice and for him made his heart swell. He felt his heart would jump out of the ribcage anytime knowing how fast it was beating that he was able to hear that in his head.
He felt her heartbeat even when she was back hugging him and how she clutched the fabric of his tee-shirt.
"I love you, Ayansh." He closed his eyes and heard it again.
His eyes glistened with fresh tears as he waited for her to repeat the same words again and again until his heart could believe that it was nothing but his reality.
The reality which he always dreamt of.
"When we got married on this day, last year, I felt that my life was falling apart and I wasn't able to do anything. Papa came and asked me to marry you and I couldn't deny him because at the back of my mind, I always had this thought that he have always done things for me which my biological father couldn't do and I never wanted to deny him." He heard her saying and squeezed her hands.
"The only thing I knew at that time was, everything was falling apart and I wont be able to trust anyone again, except for Papa. And I trusted him and married you. It was so absurd to marry the elder brother of your fiancé but I guess, maybe everything falls apart only for better things to fall together." She continued.
Never in his life he thought that he'd hear a confession from her. Not when she was dating his brother, not when she got married to him and not when he confessed but here he was.
Standing in the middle of the room with her arms around him, with tears in her eyes and listening to the fact that how much he mean to his wife.
"And you were the better thing and now, you're the best thing I can ever have." She mumbled and he felt her face against his back.
"I love you Ayansh, not because you love me but because you made me fall in love with you. With every action of yours, with every meal you cooked for me, with every cupcake you baked for me." He couldn't help but to chuckle at her words and wiped the tears that rolled down her cheeks.
"With every word you spoke to me, with every time you hugged me, every time you kissed me, every time you were there for me when I had panic attacks." Her voice started feeling heavy as she spoke.
"With each second when you loved me when I wasn't lovable enough." Her voice cracked remembering the times she pushed him away, when he doubted him, hurt him.
"I fell in love with you with each breath you took along with me." Her voice came out as a mere whisper and he couldn't help but to smile with tears in his eyes.
He turned around with her arms still wrapped around his torso and she lifted her eyes to look at him.
"Do you want me dead?" He asked with a chuckle. She shook her head and tiptoed to wipe his tears.
"Then, why would you just drop a bomb in the middle of the night saying that you love me." He wiped her tears as well.
"To, kya karti? Should have buried this feeling in my heart? Trust me, it was so hard to hold myself back from confessing but then, I wanted to make it special." She smiled and hugged him.
"You made it." He told her and cupped her face before leaning closer.
She held her breath as his lips brushed against her and in a second, he mouth was on hers. She closed her eyes, feeling his lips on hers and sucked them.
He took a few steps along with her until he pushed her to the door at the back while devouring her mouth with his tongue. He held her head between his hands and tilted his head for more excess.
Everytime he kissed her, she was there to take his breathe away. To make him forget his surrounding, to make him forget his own existence because it was only her that mattered, it was only her that he wanted and it was only her that was on his mind.
Their lips moulded together like pieces of a puzzle, like water meets fire, like love meets pain, like calmness meets anger, like pleasure meets agony.
His hands moved to her neck and her fingers sneaked behind his white tee-shirt to draw random patters on his skin, forgetting the fact that she was now scratching his back, in order to hold herself back to take his cock out and adjust on her vagina so that he can fuck the life out of her.
Then he pulled out, slowly, but their breath were mingling and they could still feel each other in their mouth, their breath in their throat.
He wait for a second, then two and a few more before his lips are back on hers and his hand inside her panty.
She gasped when his fingers parted her folds and rubbed her clit.
"Fucking soaked, you're." He cursed in her mouth and in a jiffy, entered his fingers inside her hole.
Her eyes widened and her moan died in his mouth that sent vibrations from his mouth to his throat and his cock twitched in his pants. She was able to feel the desperation in his actions.
It wasn't smooth and soft unlike their first time but was wild and desperate as if he wanted to mark her his.
Her mouth opened when he started pumping his fingers in her hole and laced his mouth on her neck.
"Oh fuck," She moaned when he thrusted his fingers harder but then, he held her one hand and guided her to his pants which covered his rock hard cock.
He kept on thrusting in her and groaned when she gave his clothed cock a squeeze.
"Harder, Aadhya." He grumbled under his breath and she gave it one more squeeze, hard and rough this time. Her chest heaved up and down when she felt a knot inside her stomach and clenched around his fingers.
He knew she was close so pulling his fingers out, he turned her around as her back faced him. She kept her hands on the door for the support and inhaled some breaths.
"Only this pussy can ease my pain, Aadhya." He mumbled, attacking her neck with his lips after he pulled down her panties.
"Only this pussy of yours can take me well." He groaned and gritted his teeth while panting heavily.
"But I need to train your mouth as well, isn't it?" She was so much into the process when she felt his cock at her entrance that she couldn't answer.
Her hole was aching for a release when a sharp slap landed on her ass. He held her hips and rubbed his cock on her entrance, teasing her.
"I ask you something, love." Her head fell back against his chest when he thrusted inside her in one go.
"Yeah....Fuck..." She moaned in anticipation when he started thrusting inside her. Her nipples ached for attention and her hands moved to those aching breast, inside her shirt, squeezing her breast and pinching her nipples while moaning his name.
"Ansh....fuck.....oh...fuck...please." Her mouth opened for some oxygen when he started hitting her spot. Tears streamed down her eyes in pain and pleasure.
His cock twitched between her warm walls when she clenched around him and the friction decreased as precum leaked through her hole, since she was close.
"Ansh...I....I'm close.." He heard her saying between his uneven breath and smacked her ass.
"Fuck Aadhya, I love you." He told her and thrusted harder to reach his high.
"I love you, I love you more, Ayansh." He heard her and leaving her hips, wrapped his arms around her stomach and pulled her back to himself for support.
"Let it go, cum for me baby." His tone turned into a softer one and felt her warm liquid on his length before he came inside her.
Her muscles relaxed and pulling out of her, sat on the ground along with her. Rubbing her back, he kissed her cheeks and forehead.
"I love you." She mumbled, pecking his lips and saw a smile spreading across his face. He pulled her into a hug and closed his eyes to calm down.
A while later, Aadhya opened her eyes and looked at the candles on the table which were almost completely melted and let out a chuckle.
"The candles melted." She told him and opening his eyes, he looked at the table in front of him and laughed a little.
"So many candles are waiting to melt like this." He winked at her before cupping her face and caressing her cheeks.
"It wasn't uncomfortable, was it?" She shook her head.
"A little but I enjoyed." She responded and hugged him. He chuckled and wrapped his around her shoulder.
"Moments with you can never discomfort me Ayansh." He heard her saying.
"I thought if I should celebrate this anniversary or not because the memories which came along with this day aren't something to be happy about." She further added, burying her head in his chest.
"Then?" He sked curiously and played with her fingers.
"Then I thought, this was the day when destiny tied us together. This was the day you came into my life so how could I not celebrate it. I may have not realised it earlier but the worst and the best thing happened to me on the same day so instead of mourning for the worst one, I should celebrate the best one and that's you." She said, looking into his eyes and saw his eyes shining with love and admiration.
"I'm glad I fell in love with you. I'm glad I didn't moved on from you because my love, for you isn't wounded anymore." He kissed her forehead with his words and got up, lifting her in his arms.
"Let's clean up and celebrate our anniversary." She nodded her head as he nuzzled their nose together and walked into the bathroom.
To be continued:-
Finally she confessed.
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