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He let go of me and then moved away from me.
"You aren't really hurt, are you?" he asked me.
I glared at him, because I didn't want to admit to something like this. I was supposed to be an innocent girl who had no feelings for him.
"Do girls have needs Randhir?" I asked him, trying to change the topic a bit, but still have it go my way.
He looked at me suspiciously.
"What kind of needs?" he asked me.
I inched closer to him and felt my heart pound inside my chest as my breaths got quicker.
"Needs like..." I said, then brought my voice down to a whisper, "sex."
Randhir looked at me, his eyes wide.
"Sex?" he repeated after me.
I nodded.
"Yes, sex," I said to him.
"You're proving to be less innocent by the day Sanyukta," Randhir said, shaking his head.
"Oh yeah?" I asked. "And you're proving to be less like the moral, soft-spoken, boring guy I thought you were!"
He smirked.
"So I'm more fun than you thought?" he asked.
"Yeah... a bit," I admitted. "But don't get your hopes up, I still don't like you."
He was really good-looking too... why hadn't I really noticed any of this before? Why was all of this so new to me?
"I think it just took a little bit of us getting to know each other," he said.
"Well, whatever..." I said, really wanting to appease my internal hunger now. "So answer my question... do girls have sexual needs or not?"
"You tell me, you're a girl," Randhir said.
"Well they do, and to expect sexual favours from a husband shouldn't be impossible," I told him impatiently.
"Ah, so missy, you are horny," Randhir said to me with a smirk.
I bit down on my lip nervously and I finally sighed and nodded.
"Yeah, so, want to help me out?" I asked him.
"I'll think about it," he responded.
"You're so... ugh! I hate you!" I said.
"Now madam, you're not going to get any favours if you speak to me like that," he said.
I crossed my arms.
"Fine, whatever... you aren't getting anything either then," I said stubbornly.
"But I'm not the horny one," he responded.
"Oh yeah?" I asked angrily, then I placed my hand on his crotch area and he gasped.
"What the -" he started, and I smirked victoriously.
"Now tell me you aren't horny," I said, rubbing his pants softly and then removing my hand and lying down.
Now he had to come and get me, he had to quench his own thirst... and he had to do it on his own initiative.
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I waited for a few moments, and then frowned because I heard him breathing deeply. Did the fool go to sleep?
I turned around to face him, and sure enough his eyes were closed. I leaned into him and wrapped my arm around his stomach.
"Ma wants a grandson," I said, trying to play that card.
"You want a kid?" Randhir then said. "Are you ready for that responsibility?"
"Randhirrr," I whined and then laced my fingers through his. "You never even hugged me properly."
"That's what I'm saying," Randhir said. "I don't want to rush into things and then have you regret anything."
"You're my husband," I said sternly. "I should be able to have sex with you whenever I please."
Then I breathed sharply as I realized that I had just unwillingly admitted that he was my husband. Randhir seemed to notice too, because as soon as I said that, he had placed me flat on the bed, and was kissing me everywhere on my face.
My forehead, my cheeks, my chin, my nose.
I closed my eyes, feeling his lips on my skin, gliding up and down, left and right.
"I have no problem with pleasing my wife," he murmured, with emphasis on the wife, and then inched closer to my lips.
My arms wrapped around his body, fisting his shirt as my chest heaved up and down, turned on like crazy, in another zone completely.
"Are you sure?" he asked me, his lips still not touching mine.
"Yesss," I mumbled, but it came out as more of a moan.
He pressed his lips against mine and my eyes automatically closed, my hands sliding up his neck and into his hair.
One of his hands was on my cheek, tickling my ear, and the other one was on my waist.
I was so turned on. I pressed my crotch up against his leg, trying to get something in between there.
His lips owned mine, as he drew his tongue up the edge of my lower lip, requesting for access. I opened my mouth, as my tongue moved against his. My body felt like it was on fire, and I pressed further up against him.
He groaned against my lips, and I could feel it vibrate into my mouth. That turned me on too.
"I want you," I said, breaking the kiss. "Now."
He kissed my nose.
"Now?" he asked me.
"Now," I ordered. "Right now."
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