Sagar Kinare...By the Sea
Hi! For those that don't know me, my name is Shalini. I was inspired to write a short story by my own vacation on the beach. It can be such a romantic place! So here it is, please do leave comments/suggestions or press the thank-you button🥰
PS: For my current readers, I am putting Valentines on pause. I can't do Switzerland snow scenes and sun'n' sand scenes at the same time😜, and I really wanted to start this one. I will continue that one soon too, till then please enjoy this short story.
Chapter 1: Page 1
Chapter 2: Page 6
Chapter 3: Page 10
Chapter 4: Page 16
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Chapter 1:
Armaan opened the door with a flourish, "Welcome, Mrs. Riddhima Malik, to your honeymoon suite!"
It was an elegant yet tastefully decorated room with light blue and yellow tones to bring the festive atmosphere of the beach inside to the seaside room. The oakwood furniture complimented the oak frames of the various watercolors hung around the room, some of sunsets, others sailboats and such.
Riddhima smiled and started going into the room, but Armaan wouldn't budge from the doorway. He leaned towards her so that she trapped between the door's ceramic frame and her husband's muscular one.
"Armaaan!" She said softly, "Let's go inside at least. Tum yahan corridor mei hi shuru ho gaye."
His blue eyes twinkled micheveously, "Mrs. Malik, you should know that you have married a very disciplinary man. I don't believe in wasting any time."
"Oh, " said Riddhima looping her arms around his neck, "Then, what's next on your agenda sir." She knew Armaan wouldn't let her go easily.
"Hmm," he cocked his head to the side and looked up as if he was pondering the answer to her question, "Well, first thing's first. The proper welcoming rituals must be done for the bride."
"But I've already done the rice-tipping and the kumkum footprints. Aur kya karna hei?"
"Don't worry sweetheart, you don't have to to anything. It's something I have to do." The mischief in his eyes spread to his smile as his dimples deepened. With that he suddenly bent down and swiftly picked his gorgeous wife in his arms, "Carry the bride over the threshold...Armaan style!" And he did just that, swooping down on her pink petals, welcoming his new bride with a to-die-for lip-lock. She moaned and encircled her hands around his neck as he shut the door behind them with a kick of his foot.
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Kripa reached into her purse to pull out their door card (the electronic sort of key). It was a large Gucci handbag so she had to dig in the bottom to find it, she was trying to hold one of the handles of the purse while resting the bottom against her upraised knee so that she could see inside it properly.
"Madam, allow me." Angad held open the bag.
"What a darling hubby," Kripa smiled and pinched his cheek affectionately as she easily reached inside and found the key.
Angad pretended to heave a sigh, "Hubby ka dusra naam ghulam hota hei madam. I just signed myself up for a lifetime of servitude." He suddenly grinned, "But since the contract is new let's lay down the ground rules first, this ghulam does not work for free."
"Acha, tho ka payment chahiye," Kripa asked, pulling on a innocent face.
Angad leaned against the doorway to their hotel room, wrapping his free arm around her petite waist and pulling her closer. "I think you know what I want" he whispered huskily.
Kripa leaned in towards him, his eyes closed in anticipation.
She rolled her tongue inside her cheek and smiled naughtily. She slipped her arm around his waist and swiped the key on the electronic lock behind him. The door swung open to the inside making Angad topple to the floor of their room.
"Kripa ki bachi!" But he wasn't one to accept defeat so easily, he did the old "reach out for help and pull the person's offering hand, making them fall trick." Kripa fell on top of him, her softness pressed against the muscular slabs of his chest, her hair strewn over his face.
"Hmm," he mumbled against her silky fragrant hair, "You should know madam, that if provoked this slave will not hesitate to rebel." With that rolled over so that he was on top of her. He leaned in to take her lips in a drugging kiss while her hands went around his neck surrendering to his sweet rebellion.
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