Well Last Night's Episode Provided More Than Enough Inspiration, My Gutter Mind Is Overflowing 😳 So Much That I Had To Change My Whole Update...After Watching That Pool Scene Like Over 50 Times 😆 So Here I Am With The Last Part Of This 2S [Yes, I've Changed It] 😆
Note: It's Currently 03:40 Here And I'm Supposed To Be Getting Up In About 2 Hours For Work...Point Being, I'm Sleepy So There Will Be Errors Popping Up Just Like Pinky Popped up From Behind That Tree [Still Experiencing A Serious Case Of Michmichi's Because Of That]
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Shivaay stopped at the threshold of their room and stared at the decorations that screamed 'romance'. He chuckled and shook his head. "Very subtle Om, very su-Umpf"
Anika had slammed into his back and he quickly grabbed hold of her before she fell.
He pulled her into the room with him and locked the door before turning back to Anika who stood staring at him with bright eyes and dripping clothes that clung to her body, revealing a figure he had always yearned to explore.
"How do you like the decorations?" He gestured around the room , trying to momentarily distracted himself before he did something irrational , like strictly her naked and take her against the wall.
She glanced around and gasped, her hands flying to cover her mouth. "Shivaay! It's beautiful. I love it!" Her head whipped round to him. "When did you plan all this? Weren't you ang-"
"It was Om and Gauri" He said in explanation as he watched his wife walked around the room touching the flowers and bending to smell the candles.
This should have been planned by me! I should have been the one who put that look of awe on her face, Shivaay thought to himself.
"Shivaay is this for us as well?"
Anika's question brought Shivaay out of his revery and he looked towards her to find her pointing at a table set for two. Making a mental note to thank his brother and sister-in-law for all the plans, he walked forward to his wife.
Looks like I'll have to wait again, he told himself before turning to Anika. "Let's get out of these wet clothes and have dinner?" He asked her.
She tilted her head to the side as if contemplating whether she wanted to have dinner or not. "What about finishing what we sta-
Without warning, he fisted his hands in her hair to take her mouth in a kiss that made it clear he considered her his. All his. Every inch of her.
"I have every intention of finishing what we started Anika he said, taking a last little peck "But we can't let this food go to waste, and I think you'll be needing the energy
"Oh" With cheeks red she went to the wardrobe, took her clothes and went into their en-suite bathroom.
Though his body demanded he strip Anika out of her clinging wet clothes and take her now, he couldn't. Because his mind told him that something was wrong.
He knew she had been about to back away in the pool but then her eyes had blanked for a second only to be filled with fear and then it disappeared to glow bright with resolve before she had said yes.
But resolve to what? Shivaay asked himself, is she in danger? He shook his head to clear his mind. "Stop over thinking. You're over reacting again. Don't spoil tonight for her!"
He removed his clothes, wiped himself dry and changed into his sleep clothes, he would take a shower later. He knocked on the bathroom door wanting to know what was taking her so long. "Anika, did you drown?"
The door opened at the same moment he called out.
"Shut up. That isn't funny!" Anika told him as she poked a finger into his chest. "Shivaay, move out of my way"
He couldn't move, let alone thinkbecause his brain seemed to have deserted him. Anika was a fantasy come to life, strong and sexy and so delectable in that black dress that he couldn't keep his hands from roaming.
When she shivered and leaned back into him, he smirked with pride. Mine, he thought,she's mine.
Sliding his hands up her rib cage to cup her breasts through the dress, he teased her nipples before caressing her with a slightly rougher touch. She made a low, throaty sound of pleasure but pulled away.
As he watched, Anika walked to the table laid out for them and said "Let's eat"
It was a sensual order. But more, Shivaay realized as warning bells sounded in his subconscious, Anika was flirting. Something she would always shy away from. And her choice of night wear was surprisingly bolder tonight
"Shivaay" Anika drawled out his name and it was only then that he realised he had zoned out.
Focusing once again on Anika he pushed his unnecessary thoughts aside. Will you cockblock yourself Shivaay? His mind demanded. No, I don't think I will, he answered himself.
"Eat?" He asked her as his eyes stroked down her body. "I'd like to eat you Anika" He stalked to her oh-so-slowly as his eyes continued to wander over his wife dressed so deliciously.
All thoughts of asking her if something was wrong melted away as his body hardened with raw need.
"W-wha-"
He stepped up to the table set with an immaculate white table cloth, gleaming silver wear and tall candles that he lit before holding out a hand to Anika. "Come here Anika"
Anika came to him slowly and Shivaay rewarded her with a kiss that had her breasts rising and falling in shuddering invitation. Shivaay groaned and pulled out a chair for her.
Food first and then you can have her, he reminded himself, take it slow.
So taking a deep breath to calm his sizzling nerves, he took his seat opposite her, thankful that the table didn't allow for much distance between them. "Shall we?"
The starters and the mains passed by relatively smoothly- Anika hadn't rebelled against Shivaay feeding her, had in fact, insisted on returning the favour.
But dessert was a problem...There was only one plate of it. A slice of triple-chocolate baked cheese cake with lime sorbet on the side.
Hmmm, there's possibilities to this, Shivaay smiled to himself.
He put the plate in front of himself, dipped the spoon into the sorbet, he brought it to her lips. "We'll have to share"
Anika laughed and nodded but as the silver touched her lips, her eyes locked with his and all laughter drained away. He waited, patient.
"You don't have to if you don't want to He said to her, his words laced with double meaning.
He needed to be sure that she wanted tonight to happen. Was making a conscious decision.
Parting her lips, Anika let him slip the spoon inside. "Mmm It was a throaty sound of bliss, then her eyes locked on his "I want to, Shivaay. I want to because it's you"
Shivaay gulped and his body almost leaped with joy when he understood that she had caught his underlying question.
He scooped up a piece of cheese cake and when he put it to her lips this time, she opened without hesitation, holding his gaze the entire time.
The spoon cluttered to the plate as he pulled her to him and claimed her lips with ferocious demand. The crisp taste of lime and chocolate burst to life on his tongue and realised that this way of sharing was even better.
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Anika gasped into the sudden toe curling kiss and struggled to get hold of her bearings as Shivaay hauled her to her feet . One minute she'd been eating a breathtaking delicious piece of cake and the next her senses were being taken over by the intoxicating taste of Shivaay.
Murmuring rough, sexual words of appreciation and pleasure, his hands roaming freely over her body, the thin material of her clothes doing nothing to stop the heat of his hands from touching her skin deep.
Bracing herself by tightening her hands on his shoulders, she let him set the pace of the kiss, because tonight was about them. Just Shivaay and Anika.
"I have something for you. Will you put it on for me?" It was a husky request, his body strong and hard against hers.
Reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck, when his gaze met hers, she saw eyes of wild green looking back at her. Tugging down his head, she nipped at his lower lip before sucking it into her mouth, initiating a kiss for the first time.
"What is?" Anika asked him while his eyes flared to an even brighter green. She knew she wouldn't be able to refuse anything he asked of her tonight, not when her body was so tightly strung with need.
And not when you have such little time with him, her mind reminded her.
He ran a hand over her hip, the touch warm and affectionate. "Let me get it"
Unsure of what he wanted her to out on, she waited for him to retrieve whatever it was from inside the wardrobe. Seeing him come back to her with a gift box in his hand, her confusion rose.
Tentatively she removed the lid of the box and felt every drop of blood in her body rush to her cheeks. She pulled out the ridiculously tiny dress from inside and stared at it.
"No! I will not put this on. I'm not-"
"I want you to put it on" He said in interruption. Closing his hand around her throat, he stroked gently, his mouth demanding on her own. "So I can watch the silk slide down your body when I finally do take it off you" He whispered against her parted lips.
Anika's fingers clenched on the muscled heat of his back. Make memories. Remember? Her inner voice shouted in a panicked voice. Put it on. For him.
"Ok" She surrendered, opening herself to anything and everything he wanted. This time, his name whispered from her lips in a soft moan. "I'll put it on"
Shivaay slid his hand under her hair to settle on her neck, his ring a cool brand against her heated skin as he pulled her in for a quick kiss before letting her go and stepping back.
Legs feeling like jelly from the bone melting kiss he just laid on her Anika struggled to gain her balance as she mentally cursed Shivaay for making her this weak.
"Oh, you look a little unbalanced. Do you need help?" He smirked at her making no attempt to help her.
"Shut up!" She gritted out while walking into the bathroom.
And within seconds her mind brightened with a brilliant comeback for his smug ways. She quickly stripped out of her tights, donned the too small pink dress and walked back out.
"Shivaay"
He turned and his brows furrowed before he gave her a searing look and took slow calculated steps forward. "We'll played Mrs SSO. But you forget that I'm Shivaay Singh Oberoi. I always win"
Pulse rocketing, Anika realised that her brilliant want so brilliant after all. "Shiv-"
A hot look and then a strong male hand in her hair as Shivaay branded her with his kiss, while his other hand tugged at her shoulders.
Sucking in desperate breaths when he set her lips free to kiss his way along her throat, she fought to regain some semblance of her senses the seemed to be flaming.
"You look beautiful" Shivaay murmured in her ear. "Especially with this black set teasing me from behind this silk"
"How do-"
"Look for yourself" He ran his eyes down her body
Anika did as told and her shocked gasp echoed in the silent room. Her black dress was pooled at her feet, the straps torn, while the only thing on her was her lace under clothes and the sheer pink dress that did nothing to cover her up.
She looked up and her eyes met his bright green ones. It was an intimate gaze, and Anika's shocked surprise turned into pure pleasure when, still holding her gaze, Shivaay he ran his fingers lightly over her covered nipple.
"I told you. Shivaay Singh Oberoi always wins" He rubbed his thumb over his bottom lip and Anika's eyes followed the movement as heat pooled in her belly. "Now for my favourite part"
When he tugged at the pink straps, Anika let him slide it off her shoulder and moaned as the material caressed her l ready sensitive skin as it flowed to the floor.
She was the puppet and he the puppeteer. Dressed only in a bra of delicate lace, her breasts straining at the cups, and matching panties Anika felt embarrassment bubble inside of her.
Gentle fingers lifted her chin up. "You're beautiful, Anika. Absolutely beautiful. And mine. Just mine"
When those green eyes met hers, they were matched by a smile that held nothing civilised about it- it was full of heated promise. A promise she would hold him to.
It was that very heat that made her body move toward his. But he was already scooping her up and setting her on their bed within seconds.
"You can stop me anytime you want Anika" He said in a rough voice laced with desire.
She knew how difficult it must have been for him to say those words and she felt her heart fill with love for him. She couldn't stop him, not when she wanted him with blinding need. Not now when she was limited to time with him.
Anika shook her head, the defiant nature of her personality asserting itself. "Memories, I want memories with you"
She would make sure she left them both with something to remember. Live for the moment Anika, she advised herself as she pulled his kurta off.
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The hair at Shivaay's nape rose. Memories? Why does she sound as if she's going to leave? He thought to himself. Pulling her to him he asked "Are you going somewhere?"
Her eyes widened and Shivaay realised that her words weren't meant to be spoken out loud. That raised another red flag in his mind. He watched as she shook her head in a barely there movement and raise her face to his.
"No" She touched his lips with a finger. "Tonight is about us. Show me pleasure, Shivaay. Show me the things I've never known"
Protective instincts vied with arousal. In the end they both won. If pleasure was what it would take to banish the worry and fear from her eyes, then he'd drown her in it.
Claiming her mouth in a kiss that was just this side of savage, he let the beast that hungered for since he first laid eyes on her, out to play. The growl at the back of his throat poured into her mouth and he felt her entire body vibrate in response.
The sound she made fed the hunger but it also fed the protectiveness. He let her catch her breath before taking her lips in another kiss, but this time he gentled himself.
This time, he used his tongue to tangle with hers. The surprised jerk of her body gave way to enthusiastic participation only seconds later.
Certain that she was ready to embrace the next step of their desire, he bit her lower lip as he broke the kiss and moved down the slender vulnerability of her neck. Half covered by the lace of her bra, the tender upper curves of her breasts teased at his every male instinct.
Anika was more than a handful and Shivaay was delighted. He kissed his way across the bared expanse of skin. She shuddered.
Chuckling, he let his thumb and forefinger play with the taut bud of one nipple. Her fingers dug into his skull.
He arched into the caress, for once uncaring about his hair and she understood, raking her hands through his hair hard enough for him to feel the pressure against his scalp.
"I like your hands in my hair" Shivaay replaced his fingers with his mouth, sucking the nipple hard and tight through the lace.
"Shivaay!"
Her hands gripped frantically at his shoulders, but he had no intention of rushing this. He intended for the waves of pleasure to lap at her before consuming her, before turning her into passion and heat, surrender and demand.
Releasing the suction, he returned to steal another kiss while her chest heaved up and down under him. Her skin tasted tarter than when they were in the pool, as if the spice in her had risen to the top.
"Did you like that?" Shivaay asked against her lips, not waiting for an answer before moving down to repeat the teasing caress on her neglected breast.
Anika's body almost bowed as sensation shot through her. The pressure of his weight kept her from arching all the way up but he couldn't keep her completely immobile.
Suddenly, his erection was cradled in the vee of her thighs, snug against the place it wanted to be.
All he had to do was push aside the thin material of her panties and he could have her. Claim her. Make her his. Desire pushed against his senses but he still had some control on his sense to know that now wasn't the time.
Gritting his teeth, he tried to move away. Slender feminine limbs wrapped around his hips, holding him tight.
"Let go, Anika" He was so close to the edge that he knew a second longer and he would be pumping into her.
"No!"
It took every ounce of willpower he had to chain the part of him that was more than willing to take Anika- she might be ready but he wasn't, not until he got to the bottom of her words from earlier.
Using the leverage he had, he began to rock against her vulnerably parted flesh.
"Shivaay! It was a scream" Anika's hands fell to the bedsheets, clutching wildly as she tried to ride the pleasure.
"Shh" He gentled, stopping to give her a little tenderness. "I like hearing you scream my name"
Shivaay kissed her brow, her eyelids, the tip of her nose, her cheeks, and finally her lips. Soft, slow, undemanding. Until her breathing was easier and those brown eyes were no longer blind with desire.
Then he started moving again.
Anika's eyes fluttered shut and reopened as if by force of will, her exotic skin shimmering with a layer of perspiration. Rich and heady, the scent of her was a carnal invitation.
She lasted a couple of minutes this time before he had to stop and bring her back down until she could handle it again. Each time she lasted longer and his control grew more fragile.
Shivaay wanted Anika with a hunger he'd never before felt with other woman. He wanted to ravage her, adore her, bite her. But he knew she had to come to him without any secrets between them.
There could be no doubt between them, no boundaries and no secrets. Otherwise they'd both break. Somewhere during the teasing, he got off her bra and feasted his eyes on the beauty of her breasts.
Anika was too dazed by pleasure to protest the kisses he dropped on her body or the caresses he bestowed with his hands. He kept everything easy, getting her used to her own sensuality, because he knew how innocent the woman beneath him was.
It threatened to drive him to madness. She was his, yet he couldn't take her. Not when she was clearly hiding something from him.
"Don't you stop this time!" Anika snapped, when Shivaay started to slow the rocking motion. Her hands rose to lock around his neck as she tried to pull him down.
"I'm too heavy" He leaned down far enough that his chest rubbed against her breasts, far enough that they could tangle their tongues in a heated clash of mouths. "And" He said as the kiss broke "You still have on these"
He ran the fingers of one hand along the bottom edge of her panties, stroking at the tender skin he found.
Anika's tongue flicked out to wet her lips. "Take if off then"
"Not yet" He would show her pleasure without feeling the silky softness of the tight, wet heat between her legs. Pressing hard against her, he started grinding in slow circles.
She screamed out seconds after he'd begun, her neck muscles standing out in sharp relief. Shivaay felt the pleasure ripple through her and it was enough to have him fighting his own release.
Barely capable of rational thought, Shivaay slipped one hand under her nape to hold her in place for his kiss.
I will make everything alright, Anika, his mind whispered the promise he couldn't say out loud, I know you're hiding something and I will find out what before I truly claim you.
