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Icy Hot- Mature (16+)
The Nawab of Bhopal took a deep breath and whooshed out the air. It was an extremely hot summer afternoon and the entire city had a power outage. He looked at his laptop and saw that it was close to dying. He sighed loudly and tried to focus on the Word document in front of him. Hopefully the electricity would be back soon, he thought. He went away typing for a few more minutes before he became restless. This was crazy. Maybe he should go and take a shower? No! He took one a few hours back and it was no use. Aahil closed his eyes and rubbed his face. He felt like sitting in a tub of ice all day, far far away from the heat. Not a bad idea! He thought, as he imagined how awesome the cold ice would feel against his heated skin! It would feel like heaven! Actually what would make it even more heavenly is if his Begum Jaan joined him in that tub. He allowed his mind to conjure up the extremely erotic image of her bare body leaning against his in the confines of the tub. Her soft silky skin rubbing against his own along with the cold ice water which would heighten their pleasure. Aahil licked his lips and thought about all the things they could do in that tub. He felt himself becoming extremely aroused so he reluctantly pushed away the image from his mind. The last he needed was to feel even more heated in this already hot bedroom!
Besides the idea was impossible for more than one reason. Aside from the fact that he didnt have a large enough supply of ice to fill up his tub, his Begum Jaan wasnt even in the bedroom! She was probably in the kitchen cooking! Suddenly guilt stabbed at him. Yes, Sanam loved to cook but the weather was extremely hot and for her to stand near the stove! He felt like smacking himself. He was such an idiot! Why didnt he do something earlier! Aahil closed his laptop and jumped out of his bed quickly. He placed the laptop on the table before heading towards the kitchen. He would tell his Dhabewaali to back down from her favorite hobby until the power was back! After all, restaurants must still be running and delivering, using generators. The one in his house unfortunately wasn't working. In any case, there was no way he would allow her in the kitchen in this crazy heat! Aahil walked in and looked around the kitchen. He didnt see Sanam anywhere! She must be tired, he thought. Aahil quickly opened the cooler on the counter next to the fridge, and thankfully it had the bag of ice he asked Ramesh Chacha to bring in the morning from the store. He looked at the ice and thought back to his earlier fantasy. Yeah right Ibrahim! This little pack of ice wont do any good! He took out some cubes and placed them in two glasses. He poured some water in them and started to walk out of the kitchen.
Aahil looked at the glass filled with water and ice. Gone were the days when he would get drunk and have ice ordered in a little bucket. All thanks to his Sanam! Aahil smiled at the thought as he walked towards the living room. She had changed his life, for the better and allowed him to live as Aahil! The Aahil that was lost in his journey of becoming ARI! And he was so grateful for that! Aahil placed the glasses on the table as he looked around. Where could she have gone? "Sanam" he hollered a few times, but got no response. Where is she? Aahil swallowed hard as a strange feeling crept over him. "Sanam!" The heat was getting to him and not finding her close was making it much worse! "Sa-" Then suddenly he saw some movement from the corner of his eyes. He walked around to the poolside towards the source and nearly gasped at what he saw.
There was Sanam leaning against a pillar with her eyes closed. She had what he presumed to be lemonade in one hand and a piece of ice in another. Aahil's eyes widened as he looked closer, sitting next to her was HIS ice bucket! What in the world was she doing with HIS ice bucket?!! He was about to ask when Sanam took a small sip of lemonade and sucked on the icecube. Aahil watched how her lips seductively closed on the cube and heard the pleasant moan she let out once the cold hit her throat. Oh man! Aahil thought. He walked closer and softly sat himself down next to her. To his surprise his Begum didnt even realize that her husband was sitting right in front of her! Aahil swallowed hard as she continued to enjoy her drink, in a manner most torturous to him. He felt his entire body awaken with a strong urge. Sanam sighed with pleasure as she once again wrapped her lips around the icecube. She used her lips and teeth to feel around the cube. Aahil felt blood rush down, making him harder by the second. His mouth became dry and his eyes darkened with desire. Aahil growled as he leaned forward to touch her now cold lips. Sanam's eyes flew open as soon as his fingers touched her lips. He traced his thumb slowly against her lower lip and Sanam let out a soft gasp.
Sanam looked up to see two intense passion-filled eyes stare at her. The same eyes that had the power to simply captivate her. She always told her Nawab Sahab that he had some kind of magic in his eyes. And he always replied that it was only his love for her that reflected in them. Sanam blushed as she thought about his words. Then she looked at him confused. Aahil looked away and pouted. "Having fun all alone I see?!! Main wahan akela bedroom mein tadap raha tha aur tum yahan meri hi bucket mein se ice enjoy kar rahi thi. Not cool Miss Dhabevaali! How can you neglect your husband like this!" He folded his arms stubbornly.
Sanam laughed at her how cute and adorable her Jallad Jinn was looking. Aahil looked at her and she stopped laughing but she could see how happy her laughter made him. After so much struggle, they were finally enjoying a life of bliss. They sold their earlier Mansion and bought one nearly identical, close by her Dhaba on Bhojpur Hills. They were still in Bhopal but were now living in a house that was their home, their Heaven. Sanam learned forward and kissed Aahil's cheek, first one then the other. He pulled her closer, cupping her face in his hands. His lips hovered over hers as her heart started to beat in anticipation.
Aahil could sense that Sanam was feeling the same tension that had now invaded his entire body. He began by softly brushing his tongue against her lips seeking invitation, and she opened them just as quickly. Aahil pulled her in for a long passionate kiss that was the start to them appeasing their need for each other. After a few seconds, Sanam pulled away. "Aahil hall se yeh jahah dikh jata hai. Koi dekh lega toh?!!" Aahil gave a naughty smirk. "Tum bhool gayi" he tsked innocently. "Maine subhah Ramesh chacha se saman mangwakar, unke saath saath saare naukaron ko chuti de di cuz its too hot to work. Looks like I did the right thing. For them and us," he said the last word huskily as he nibbled on her lower lip. "But still Aahil, agar koi aa gaya toh!" Aahil sighed. Je got up and gestured Sanam to do the same. In one swift motion, he picked up his wife as well as the bucket of ice and headed to their bedroom. Ignoring her protests as well as her question as to why the bucket was coming with them, he kept on going. Sanam and her OCD! "Sanam... Shhh... Pehle kamre tak jaane do, phir tum jitna chahe chilana. You can scream all you want baby!" That made Sanam blush and had managed to silence his ever fiery Dhabewaali!
Once they reached the bedroom, he laid Sanam on the bed and placed the bucket next to her. Aahil turned around to go close the door. When he turned back, to his surprise, his Begum was not on the bed. Instead she walked towards him, slowly and seductively and grabbed his shirt. Aahil forgot the heat and any other rational thought when he saw the passion and hunger in her eyes. She needed this as much as he did! He grabbed her and mashed her against him. She rubbed her hips against him in an effort to ease her ache, but instead aroused him even more. He pushed her away a little and started to walked her back towards the bed. As they made their way to the bed, Aahil unbuttoned his remaining buttons and Sanam slowly slid his shirt off his arms, revealing his bare torso which slightly red from the heat. She reach behind her and grabbed a piece of ice from the bucket. She held it between her fingers and pressed it against his shoulder. Aahil initially flinched at the contact but soon enjoyed the cold sensation it provided to his heated skin. Sanam rewarded him by pressing her lips over the same spot. She began trailing a path across his shoulders and chest, first with the ice and then her lips. She would pause to mark him with occasional bites and then use her tongue to caress the skin. A low guttural sound escaped his throat as her actions drove him out of control. Aahil felt that he would burst out of his pants. He quickly reached for his buckle but Sanam stopped him. "Not yet," she whispered with a smirk. She outlined him from above the fabric of his pants which he responded to with a harsh breathless "Sanam!" He placed a hand over hers before she could torture him anymore. She had an impish grin on her face.
"Jaan you already know the effect you have on me." He pulled her closer and whispered, "now let me see how ready you are." He turned her around so that he was the one closer to the bed. Needing no further encouragement, Sanam turned around and and allowed Aahil to undo the dori of her outfit. Aahil slowly undid the dori, and grabbed an icecube in his hand. He held it in his palm, allowing a few cold drops to fall on Sanam's back. She jumped slightly at the shocking sensation. "How does it feel Jaan," he asked after he suckled on a cold spot on her back making her breath hard. "Good" she said barely able to gather her thoughts. As she slipped out of her shalwar and kameez, Aahil stared at his wife. She was gorgeous and it was clear she wanted him, now! Sanam turned around to look at him. Aahil quickly swooped down for a searing kiss. What started with lips led to a battle of tongues and soon both were out of breath. Sanam had one hand tangled in his hair while the other reach for the buckle of his belt. She slowly undid it and unzipped him. He wasted no time in kicking off his pants and pushed them aside.
As he stood upright, in his boxers, he felt her hand on the waistband, gently teasing him before slipping in. He felt her soft hand, heated from the ice cube that was in it earlier, on his sensitive skin. It was a strange icy hot feel. Aahil clenched his jaw as the world around him became hazy. His Begum Jaan knew exactly what affected him the most. She squeezed gently before moving up and down his length, going slow intentionally, making Aahil's breath hitch. Aahil knew he had to stop her otherwise he would not be able to hold off much longer. He gently removed her hand and picked her up, placing her on the bed. Sanam sat up slightly and allowed Aahil to take off what was remaining. He cherished the moment as the treasure was slowly revealed to him. Sanam eased down on to the bed and he could tell she was ready! Teasing her as she had done earlier, he took a cube of ice, tracing it up one thigh and then the other but not touching where he knew she needed to be touched. As Aahil moved his way up, Sanam rubbed her legs together, trying to ease the throbbing between them. But he focussed on her lips and lightly grazed over them, taking a moment to nibble on the lower one before moving to her neck. He placed soft and gentle kisses all the way to the valley of her breasts. He used his tongue to taste the spot and then blew gently, which was enough to make Sanam wrap her legs tightly around him. She pressed herself hard against him, trying to ease her ache as Aahil dripped his head between her breasts and groaned. He knew what his Begum was up to, but he wasn't going to give in so easily.
Aahil took the icecube in his hand and gently rubbed it over each breast. He then replaced the cube with his lips. Sanam whimpered as the cold and then hot sensation hit her. He suckled on each one as Sanam became more and more restless. Her fingers ran over his entire back and unable to take it, she dug her nails into his skin. Sanam tighten the grip her legs had on his waist and pulled him even closer to her. He pressed down on her gently to prevent her from further rubbing against him. He went up and took her mouth for a passionate kiss. He used one hand to reach for another icecube. He knew what she wanted.
Aahil eased himself off of her a little, although he badly wanted to enter her at that point. His hard length was making it difficult to wait much longer. But he wanted to pleasure his Jaan before himself. He took the cube between his fingers and rubbed all around it, allowing his fingers to get cold. He could see Sanam close her eyes in anticipation. Aahil moved down her body kissing her stomach and belly button before reaching her thighs. He opened her legs a little wider and placed a kiss on her inner thighs before slowly touching her entrance. His long cold finger lingered between her legs, making her ache in need for him to touch her. "Aahil... Please!" Aahil groaned. The way she says his name always drives him crazy. He slowly traced the lips of her core and then entered her. Sanam moaned loudly and clung on to the sheets as his finger felt around her wetness. He went slow and then fast, before increasing her pleasure with another finger. He continued this as Sanam began to buck her hips, trying to get more of his touch. Sensing that she was close, he took the ice cube and rubbed it against her entrance slightly, enough for her to feel the cold but not to feel any pain. He then placed his hot tongue over the same spot. Sanam nearly screamed as her entire body rocked and she reached her climax. Aahil covered her mouth with his and kissed her until her body recovered. He allowed her a few minutes to recover from the powerful climax. She was breathless as she finally spoke. "Aahil that felt so good!" Sanam had her eyes closed and he could see how content she felt. Aahil placed his head between her neck and shoulder and suckled on the spot between them. He pressed down on her and he knew Sanam realized how badly he needed his release.
"Now its my turn Nawab Sahab... Let me pleasure you," she whispered in his ears. Aahil held on to her as her words burned his entire being. They switched positions and Sanam placed a palm on each of his shoulders, while pushing him down on the bed. She started by taking an ice cube and outlining his jawline, kissing the places that were now cold, drawing out a soft hiss from his lips. She then outlined his perfectly cut lips, taking a moment to lick the bottom one ever so softy as he usually did to her. "Sa-" "Shhh..." Sanam smirked as she took command. She brought the cube to her own lips and sucked gently. Aahil stared at his lioness as she looked into his eyes. She slowly placed her lips on his throat and neck. This time Aahil shivered as her cold lips made contact with his neck. She placed kisses all the way to his hard shoulders. It was funny how his strong built muscles felt weak before her ministrations. She then took the piece of ice and began tracing all over his chest, drawing little circles. A few droplets of water began to trail down his body and she quickly used her lips to stop its movement. She skimmed her fingers over his abs, slowly trailing south.
"Jaan!" He exclaimed as he grabbed Sanam by the waist to stop her from going further down. He was about to flip her when she pushed off his arms. Aahil looked at her in surprise only to see a naughty gleam in her eyes. She positioned herself above him and slowly came down taking in as much of him as she could. He groaned the same time she let out a gasp, pleasure emanating from her throat. She was already wet and that made it so much easier for both of them. Seeing his Begum astride him with her beautiful hair cascading down her naked body was too much to handle. He needed to speed things up. But his Begum had other plans. Sanam looked at him as she began to run the piece of ice down her own body. She then took the same and placed it where their bodies were joined. They both shuddered, Sanam pushed herself up a little and gently placed the ice on his skin, just like he had earlier, before rubbing it back on her own body. The image was beyond erotic and drove him wild. "Sanam..." He said in a hoarse voice before grabbing her by the waist, making them go faster. He could no longer stay in control.
"Aahil... Dont stop!" Sanam said breathlessly as he thrust into her faster than before. She moaned loudly and Aahil could tell she was coming close to the edge, just like he was. She bucked her hips and tried to match his pace. He met her with equal thrusts, going harder and faster until they both reach their climax. "Sanam!" Aahil could not say anything else but he knew Sanam enjoyed this as much as he had. Both of them were breathless and hazy by the end of it. Aahil grabbed Sanam and flipped her onto her back before pulling out of her. She looked satisfied but exhausted and he felt the same. Both of their bodies were heated, from the hot weather and from all that action. Not to mention the ice cubes, which now left an icy hot feeling wherever it had touched them. But the royal couple felt only pleasure! Both fell into a slumber, ignoring the heat and just giving into the comfort of each other's arms.
A few hours later...
Aahil felt something cold hitting his body. He opened his eyes a little and saw Sanam standing near the AC. The electricity was back! He looked down and realized he was still naked, the cold air felt wonderful as it hit his entire body. Aahil got up and went up to Sanam, wrapping his arms around her. She was in her lingerie looking delectable as usual. "I am so glad the electricity is back, not that I minded the heat. If this is how fun it can be," Aahil said placing a kiss on her shoulder as Sanam chucked. The sound of her laughter was like music to his ears.
Sanam turned around and ran a finger down her husbands bare chest. "I agree." She stopped on his perfectly toned abs, drawing little circles over it. Then her hands slid further down. Aahil draw in a sharp breath as she ran a finger down his length. Who would believe that they just finished such a powerful lovemaking session a few hours back! But then, who was he to complain?!!
"But it can be fun in the cold as well..."
Aahil's eyes widened as his mind registered what she meant. Without saying another word, he picked her up in a single move and walked to the bed. After all the fun they had in the dreadful heat with those ice cubes, he wouldnt mind another round in the comfortable cold room.
Aahil placed Sanam on the bed and undid her bra. He covered her with his body and moved down to nip on her breasts. Sanam hissed as he gently grazed his teeth over the each before using his tongue to ease any pain. He moved up and suckled on the sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder. He knew Sanam loved when he did this! He nuzzled the spot softly and planted a kiss there. Aahil sighed as Sanam ran her fingers all over his back. He took a minute to rest his forehead on her shoulder. Sanam had the ability to arouse him with the simplest of touches. No one else had ever made him feel the way she did. She owned his heart, body and soul! She was his Jaan. His Begum Jaan!
The End!
Ok guys as promised a naughty OS about our Dhabevaali and Jallad Jinn! 😉 I have a few more pieces coming up! Hope you guys enjoyed reading it! 🤗 Remember I write for you guys so I would really appreciate feedback, comments and criticism. Lots of love, Esha ❤️
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