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Randhir was stunned by her confession. As he watched her crying figure on the ground, he walked up to her before he fell in front of her, engulfing her in a tight hug.
"What are you saying?" he murmured into her hair.
"I - I cheated on you. I - I'm disgusting. Don't touch me," she warned. "I'm very dirty."
He broke the hug and cupped her face, looking into the eyes that were filled with so much pain.
He leaned forward and kissed her lips lovingly.
"I love you," he told her softly. "No matter what you do I always will."
"I'm dirty. You'll accept me?" she asked him.
"You're not dirty. You are the most pure and clean," he told her, "And I know you haven't cheated on me, but even if you had, then yes I would."
"B - but Randhir," Sanyukta croaked. "I really did cheat on you... even Somya and Raghav, they might not be yours."
"Where are you getting all this crap from?" he asked her seriously.
She couldn't help it, she buried her face in his chest, knowing that he himself would push her away after she told him this.
"P - Parth told me," she whispered. "He told me that I was in love with him, and even - even the kids are his."
She felt Randhir's arms wrap around her tightly, almost angrily as she confessed.
"What the hell?" he spat. "Parth told you?"
"Yes," she confessed. "He - he even showed me a picture."
Then she started to sob uncontrollably again, and she felt her body give way. She fell down and pressed her face against his stomach, her tears wetting his shirt.
"I d - don't deserve you," she wailed.
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Randhir's hands balled into fists as he watched how broken Sanyukta was right now. How could Parth just come and say whatever nonsense he wanted to Sanyukta? He had to meet Parth, but before anything, he had to convince Sanyukta that nothing of that sort happened.
"Sanyukta," he murmured, but she continued to sob into his stomach. "Look at me."
"N - no," she choked. "I - I can't look at you."
Randhir held her arms and pulled her up, but she fell forward. He caught her in his arms and she buried her face in the crook of his neck.
"Why aren't you pushing me away?" she mumbled, her words muffling into his neck.
"Because you haven't cheated on me. Parth's lying," Randhir said simply.
"Of course you'll say that!" she replied, removing her face from his neck and looking down at the ground shamefully. "I've hid from you what I've been doing."
"Shut up Sanyukta," Randhir said firmly. "You think I wouldn't know if my wife has been seeing a man behind my back?"
"N - no, because I must have hid it well," she whispered. "P - plus there's that picture."
"That picture's a lie!" Randhir said angrily. "I know which picture you're talking about."
"You do?" she then asked, looking up into his eyes, but quickly looking down again. "How?"
"Because Parth tried to separate us before with that picture," Randhir explained. "That's why I'm telling you to stop blaming yourself. You and Parth were friends, but you were never lovers."
She squeezed her eyes shut as fresh tears fell from them.
"Sanyukta, do you remember that dream you had about our first kiss?" Randhir then asked her softly, and she opened her eyes before nodding.
"It was real. That was our first kiss," he told her seriously.
"Really?" she squeaked, feeling her insides fill with warmth. "I - in that dream I loved you truly... I felt it... it was like I was living that moment."
"Exactly," Randhir told her and cupped her face with his hands. "Now will you please believe me?"
She finally looked into his eyes, desperately wanting to believe him, but somehow she was scared.
"I don't trust myself," she admitted.
"Do you trust me?" he then asked her.
"Yes," she whispered.
"Then trust me when I tell you that you have only ever been with me," Randhir told her firmly. "You haven't slept with or gotten close with anyone else. Ever."
"Promise?" she asked him softly.
"I promise," he told her, and she smiled.
For some reason, his faith in her made her have faith in herself.
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Sanyukta's eyes filled with tears again, this time out of relief. She had only ever been Randhir's. This thought made her so happy that she couldn't even express it. All care for the world vanished now. To her, it was him and only him.
"I love you," he told her softly, wiping her tears, "and I always will, come what may."
She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek, before blushing. Randhir loved her, and she ought to tell him she loved him too. But now she got nervous again. Earlier she had said it out of anger. It wasn't genuine. She wanted to genuinely confess.
Randhir brushed his fingers over her lips, and she couldn't help but tremble under his touch.
"You don't have to be shy," he said to her, as if he could read her mind, "I won't reject you."
Sanyukta forced herself to snap back and said, "Yeah right. As if you could ever reject me! Who said I would even give you a chance?"
She was being playful, and he knew it too. He kissed her on the forehead and smiled.
"You don't even know how badly I want to make love to you," he said to her, causing her to turn red. "But I won't touch you until you confess."
Sanyukta didn't know whether she should feel happy that he was so sweet or if she should feel annoyed. Why couldn't he just make love to her? He already knew her feelings.
"You're annoying," she pointed out with a frown, "you showed your MCP side after all."
"MCP side?" he asked, sounding surprised.
"Yes! Making my life hell," she muttered angrily under her breath.
"Your life becomes hell if I don't sleep with you?" he asked her.
"Umm... no of course not!" she responded then blushed. "Or actually, I don't know... stop teasing me."
Then she buried her face in his chest, trying to hide her embarrassment.
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In the world of uncertainties, she had found her certainty. In this place filled with darkness, she had found her source of light. This was the light she would follow until she dissipated into nothingness.
Randhir was her light.
As she hid her face in his chest, it was like a remarkable realization hit her. Even in her darkest of times, he stood next to her.
He drowned himself in her darkness, for her. He was sucked into her miseries. He had been with her in the darkness, as her shadow, her companion, and he was so well blended that she hadn't even be able to tell herself apart from him.
Now she knew who he was. Now she knew who she was. She knew they were no different.
He was her saviour, showing her the most beautiful light, but also showing her that there existed beauty even in darkness.
He was her soul mate, the one who was a companion to her soul.
She felt the creases of his shirt on her face, and the scent of his cologne took over her senses, leaving her senseless. Just this feeling of being so close to him was blissful to her.
He caressed her hair and she knew that he was thinking the same thing. After all, his thoughts were aligned with hers... he knew her more than she knew herself.
She pulled herself off him slowly and looked into his eyes, his fingers caressing her cheeks lovingly. In his eyes, she saw her reflection, and in his eyes, she looked the most beautiful she had ever been.
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In her eyes, Randhir saw a genuine confession. Although her lips didn't say it, her eyes spoke her heart out. As his fingers caressed her cheeks lightly, he leaned towards her and placed his lips on top of hers lovingly, kissing her with so much love, that he knew she felt weak and vulnerable. Soon, she also opened her mouth and began to kiss him back.
As their kisses got more frantic, her hands fell down to the bottom of his shirt, before reaching inside it to touch his hard abs. He dropped one hand to her waist and one to the back of her neck, before pulling her even closer to him. She sat up on his lap, as her fingers brushed over his nipples.
Their tongues were waging a war inside their mouths, a loving war. They only broke apart when Raghav started to cry, and she buried her face in the crook of his neck out of embarrassment.
"Why?" Randhir groaned.
"We're still on the ground," Sanyukta responded, a blush creeping her cheeks.
Somehow, whether it was the ground or the bed, it didn't make a difference to her. As long as she was with Randhir, she would be just as happy.
"Let's check up on him," Randhir whispered.
"Yeah, so let go of me," Sanyukta said softly, looking down at his lips again.
He pecked her lips quickly and she stood up before going to Raghav and picking him up in her arms.
"I'll be back," Randhir then said, and left the room to go into a spare room.
In the spare room, he took out his phone and dialed Parth's number.
"I need to see you. Meet me at my office tomorrow," Randhir told him.
"Yeah," Parth replied, and then hung up.
Where Parth was, on the other side of town, he looked at the girl next to him in his bed and asked, "You know why I did this right?"
"Yes," Vidhushi replied, and then leaned into his naked body, holding him tightly with her own.
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That night, after putting Somya to sleep, Randhir went into his own room and saw that Raghav was already fast asleep in his crib. Sanyukta was nowhere to be seen. Assuming that she was in the bathroom, he closed the door behind him and took out his night clothes from the wardrobe. He had already taken off his shirt, and had slipped his pants down, when the room door opened from behind him and Sanyukta walked in.
Her mouth fell open when she saw that he was just in his boxers. She turned around and closed her eyes immediately, blushing and Randhir stood there stunned.
"You weren't in the room?" he asked her.
"I - I went to get chocolate," she confessed, still not turning around to face him.
Randhir then smiled, and without dressing up any further, he walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her stomach from behind her, nuzzling his nose in her neck.
She had a box of chocolates in her hands, and as she felt him, she gasped.
"Randhir what are you doing?" she asked.
He started to suck on the base of her neck, and she thought she would collapse and the chocolates would fall from her hands.
"What do you think?" he whispered seductively, and went back at work by sucking on her neck.
"B - but, you - you aren't wearing anything," she whispered.
"Almost," he responded, "But if you want that, then I can really not wear anything."
She involuntarily pressed herself back against him and as she felt his hardness against her, her heart began to hammer even faster.
"T - the chocolates will fall," she whispered.
"Control," he then replied, with a smirk. "Because you're going to go crazy if you don't."
"Why?" she asked, frowning, as he removed himself from her.
"Because I'm not going to help you with your hormones unless you tell me you love me," he told her.
"What? I don't have any desire to do that!" she responded defiantly. "And I'm not telling you I love you!"
"Up to you," he said with a smirk, and then picked up his clothes from the ground before placing them inside the wardrobe. "But I'm sleeping like this tonight."
She gasped and blushed deeply.
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As soon as they got in bed, Sanyukta put the box of chocolates on the table beside her, suddenly very nervous about being next to him when he was dressed in only his boxers. In the bed next to him, she closed her eyes, and tried to sleep, but he inched close to her.
"Tired already?" he asked her as she was trying to take deep breaths to control herself.
"Stop," she whispered, blushing. "Stay on your side."
"Let's have some chocolate," he told her with a smirk, and then pushed himself off the bed before reaching to the bedside table, his body leaning over hers as he did that.
As her nose brushed over his chest lightly, she took a deep breath and smelled him. His scent intoxicated her. She really wanted to place her lips on his chest, but she couldn't let herself do that. No, she had to win. He teased her way too much already.
Randhir took longer than he needed, purposefully, and she knew what he was doing.
"Hurry!" she then said, knowing that if he was going to be on top of her like this for much longer, she wouldn't have very much control over herself.
"Patience Sanyukta," Randhir said with a smirk and then picked up the box of chocolates from the table and went back beside her.
He was sitting up so close to her, that the side of his body was touching hers. She sat up too and moved away from him. If she moved even further away, she would fall off the bed.
"I want to show you something," he then told her and placed the chocolates on his lap before reaching to his own side table and picking up a tablet.
As he turned it on, he went into the photo gallery and opened up an album of photo's from their college days when they had first confessed their feelings.
"Look through these," he told her.
Sanyukta took the tablet from him and he took a chocolate out of the box before taking a bite off it and then holding the remaining up to her lips for her to eat.
As the chocolate brushed over her lips, she couldn't help but tremble involuntarily.
"Stop," she whispered, but as soon as she opened her mouth to say that, he popped the chocolate inside.
He leaned in next to her, and she couldn't help but rest her head on his shoulders as she glanced down at the tablet, and started to look at the photos of their initial days of being together.
"I don't know what you're trying to do," she whispered.
"I don't need to try," he told her with a smirk, and took out another chocolate, before sucking on it.
Distracted, she glanced up at his lips, feeling a tinge of jealousy hit her as she watched him suck on the chocolate with so much intensity.
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Sanyukta tried to focus on the tablet in front of her. The first few pictures were slightly awkward ones, where they were just smiling in front of the camera. In the next few, they seemed more relaxed, like they were more comfortable with each other, and finally, some appeared where she was leaning into him.
As she continued to flip through the pictures, her eyes widened as they landed on a picture of them kissing.
"We took a picture like this?" she gasped.
"You wanted to," Randhir replied.
"Why?" she asked, shocked. "Oh this is so embarrassing."
"You wanted to see how we looked while we kissed," he responded with a smile.
She blushed and looked down, before flipping to the next one. The next one was a picture of their wedding. They were posing with Parth and Vidhushi.
"Parth?" Sanyukta asked, shocked.
"Yeah, he was really close to us back then," Randhir admitted. "He was once my best friend."
"Oh," Sanyukta replied, and then flipped forward. "When did we get married? Right after college?"
"Yeah," he answered.
"And our first time?" she asked curiously. "When did we do it?"
"It was our wedding night," he told her, "You wanted to wait."
Randhir took another chocolate out of the box and held it to her lips, as she continued to flip through more pictures. There were pictures where she was clearly very happy with Randhir. The house they lived in looked really small though.
"We lived there?" she asked, seeing how the bedroom was right next to the kitchen.
"Yeah, it took years to build Somya Steels. It didn't happen overnight," he said to her.
As she continued to go through the photos, a pregnancy bump appeared on her, and even further through the photos, they looked more distant. Frowning, she tried to go forward after what looked like the sixth or seventh month of her pregnancy, but there was nothing more in the album.
"I want to see more," she replied. "I want to see Somya's baby pictures!"
Randhir took the tablet from her and turned it off.
"That's enough for today," he told her.
He couldn't show her that Somya's baby pictures were there, but Sanyukta had never been there. She was not ready to hear that kind of truth.
"But Randhir," she whined, and he popped another chocolate into her mouth.
He leaned towards her and bit the chocolate from her mouth, before using his mouth to rub it on her lips, leaving her breathless.
Now she knew she was going to melt instead of this chocolate.
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As the chocolate melted against her lips, she shivered involuntarily. How could he have this much of an effect on her? It was slowly making her go insane. Randhir's tongue traced her lips, licking the melted chocolate off. Her hands wrapped around his neck, unable to stop herself from giving in to the temptation.
"Happy Valentine's Day," he whispered to her against her lips and her eyes opened with shock - today was Valentine's Day?
He pulled himself off her and picked up his phone from the side table, before turning it on and showing her the time. It had just turned 12 AM, and she blinked with disbelief.
"Valentine's Day has just started," he told her, putting his phone back on the side table before using his thumb to trace her lips. "It's going to be a tough day for you."
"Yeah right," she forced herself to reply, trying not to be affected by his touch. "Don't even think that you'll get me to say those words."
"You will say it," he told her with confidence and she closed her eyes, trying to ignore him.
For some reason, his confidence was really sexy.
"Can you please not touch me?" she whispered.
"Why?" he asked her, and leaned close to her ear, "You don't like me touching you?"
"You - you're crossing your limits," she forced herself to say, and he moved aside.
"Fine," he replied, and then moved to create space between them.
She took a deep breath to calm the rapid beating of her heart, before she rested comfortably on the bed and pulled the blanket up to cover her body.
After some time, Randhir's light snores filled the room and she fell asleep too. She didn't know how, in the middle of the night, she ended up snuggling into Randhir. It was only when her eyes opened naturally, that she realized how close she was to him.
As she started to scoot away from him to create more distance again, he had grabbed her and pulled her close to him, still in deep sleep. Then he trapped her under his arm and snuggled into her. She could feel a certain hardness on her thigh, and all of a sudden, her heart started to beat erratically again.
Why was the thought of him being so turned on, such a turn on for her?
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"Randhir," she whispered, trying to wake him up so he would give her space, but instead he held on more tightly and pressed his hardness further against her, forcing her breathing to get uneven.
"Sanyukta," he moaned, and the way he moaned her name was so sexy, that she wanted to forget everything and just make love to him right there. "I want you so badly."
Was he saying all this in his sleep? She glanced at him - he seemed to be asleep.
"Randhir," she whispered again, trying to wake him up, but instead he moved even closer to her, so that he was half on top of her body.
Oh, this was not good. The way he was pressed against her right now in only his boxers was turning her on more than it should.
She placed an arm on his back, and was about to pinch him when she felt his warm breath on her neck. She couldn't wake him up... no... then he would move away from her and stop this.
She liked this. So she started to rub his back with her hand lovingly, as she pressed her body even further down against his this time, trying to satisfy her own desires.
Before she could do anything though, Randhir had opened his eyes and upon noticing their position on the bed, let go of her immediately.
"Sorry," he said and went back over to his side of the bed, leaving her disappointed.
"You were moaning my name," she pointed out.
"Oh that... I was having a sexy dream," he said with a shrug, as if it were normal.
"A sexy dream?" she whispered.
"You know, I have been holding myself back for almost three months now," he told her. "These things happen."
"You don't have to hold yourself back," she told him shyly.
He glanced up at her and smirked as she blushed. She was half considering giving in and admitting she loved him, just so that she would get a chance to have her desires satisfied.
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Randhir stretched his arms open to give her the opportunity to cuddle up into him. Sanyukta leaned into him instantly, knowing that this was going to be very detrimental to her sleep, but unable to resist either. Being close to him was such a huge turn on, and being turned on by him felt so good.
He kissed her on the forehead and she rested her head on his bare chest. They were sleeping on one bed, he was practically naked, and she was here very turned on. She was surprised with how she was managing to control her desires now.
"You are so sexy," he told her softly. "You don't know how badly I want to make love to you."
She blushed.
"Then what are you waiting for?" she whispered back bravely, "I want it too."
"You have to admit you love me first," he told her and she hid her face in his chest.
Why was it easier to say that she wanted to make love to him than it was to say that she loved him?
"What if I don't? You'll never touch me?" she asked him.
"You will," he replied to her, "You won't be able to bear the torture for a long time."
His confidence was too much. She had to prove him wrong somehow.
Sanyukta gently moved her hand down towards his boxers, and she could hear Randhir begin to breathe faster as her fingers trailed down his navel to the hardness that she was searching for.
"Or maybe you won't be able to bear it," she whispered to him seductively as she gently rubbed him over his boxers.
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Randhir knew he should force her to stop doing this to him otherwise he wouldn't be able to control himself, but he couldn't. It felt too good. She had a huge advantage on her side too because had been holding in all this sexual energy for so long.
Sanyukta continued to massage him gently over his boxers and he didn't say a word. He just closed his eyes and allowed her to.
"Don't piss off your wife," she whispered to him, her tone seductive. "Otherwise she will punish you."
Randhir smiled - this kind of punishment sounded like something he would always be ready for.
Sanyukta kissed his neck gently as she continued to stroke him. He brought his hand up to her hair, and started to push her head downwards.
She freed herself from his grasp and brought her lips to his, sucking on them with so much intensity that they were bound to get swollen.
"What are you doing?" Randhir managed to get out.
"I can't get enough," she murmured honestly.
"Get off, I'll help you," he whispered against her lips.
"No! You can't only help me this time," she refused. "Either we're in it together, or nothing."
"Sanyukta," he groaned, "Don't do this to me."
She removed her lips from his and rested her body on top of him.
"You touched me last time and helped me. Why can't I touch you and help you this time?" she asked him.
Randhir felt himself break out into a sweat at the thought.
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"N - no!" Randhir forced himself to say. "That's enough."
Sanyukta was equally stubborn though, so as soon as he said that, she began to plant kisses down his chest all the way down to his stomach. As her lips got closer to the top of his boxers, he grabbed her hair, but she pressed her lips deeper against his navel.
Using her hands, she started to pull down his boxers and Randhir groaned.
"No," he begged.
"Yes," she whispered, her heart hammering wildly.
"Please stop," he pleaded. "I thought we were in this together."
She looked up into his eyes.
"So you'll make love to me then?" she asked him.
"First - first come up here," he told her.
"You made a big mistake coming to bed like this," she teased and pulled down his boxers completely.
Sanyukta closed her eyes, blushing at the thought of what she would see.
"You can't even look at it, how are you going to do anything?" he asked her, "So just stop all this and come back here. Kiss me."
She shook her head, her eyes still closed, before she felt around for what she was looking for. Her whole face turned red as she touched it and Randhir just gave up.
He had a stubborn wife.
With her eyes still closed, she started to stroke him, somehow really enjoying the feeling of touching him like this. She could feel him go harder in her hands and that made her throb with desire herself.
"Please," he whispered again.
Sanyukta then leaned forward to kiss it, and Randhir knew that it wouldn't take long for him to lose control today.
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As he felt her lips on top of his desire, he felt like he had a heart attack. She kissed it softly, and then removed herself from him, before hiding her face in the sheets and blushing.
"I told you, you can't jump into these things," he managed to say, "Now come here."
She shook her head, still hiding her face in the sheets, her face burning. She was too embarrassed right now.
Randhir sat up on the bed and pulled his boxers back on before making his way to her and stroking her hair lovingly.
"Rest on the pillow," he told her and she finally turned around to look at him.
"I didn't finish," she told him innocently.
"Don't worry about that right now," he told her. "You lie on the pillow, and I'll show you some magic."
"Magic?" she gasped.
He nodded and she moved herself up so she was lying on her back, with her head on the pillow.
Randhir captured her lips in a deep kiss, using his tongue to expertly please her, as she shivered from under him. He broke the kiss and started to kiss her on the neck.
She moaned softly.
Using his hands, he started to rub her thighs and she tried to take deep breaths, but she couldn't.
He moved his body down on the bed so that he could start kissing her legs and she felt her whole body tense up nervously.
"Relax," he said to her, and she nodded, closing her eyes.
As he planted wet kisses on her knees, he spread her legs so that he could move up her thighs easily. Using his hands, he lifted her dress to her stomach so that he would have easy access to her body.
He used his teeth to gently pull on the soft skin of her inner thighs, causing her to tremble with desire. Randhir licked the area around her panties sensuously, and she thought she would die on the spot.
"Randhir," she moaned. "Stop."
"You haven't felt anything yet," he said to her, and softly caressed her over her panties, feeling how soaked they already were. "And you're so turned on... your words say something, but your body's telling me something else."
"Oh," she moaned, not having it in her to tell him to stop anymore.
Then he pulled down her panties completely and threw them to the side of the bed. She grabbed the bedsheets tightly as his tongue reached into her folds, making her tremble.
"Mmm," he moaned, as he licked her hungrily.
This felt so good. Randhir was right when he said this was magic. He slid a finger inside her as he sucked on the outside.
"F - f**k," she moaned. "This will make me go crazy."
"Say you love me," he then teased with a glint in his eyes, removing his mouth from her.
"T - that's not fair," she gasped.
"Say it," he urged.
"I - I love you," she finally confessed, and he pressed his mouth against her again with such a strong intensity, that she orgasmed immediately.
"I love you too," he replied, letting go of her and licking his lips, after he finished doing what he wanted to do.
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Sanyukta couldn't believe that he just tricked her into confessing her love for him. He had seduced her into confessing! It was hardly her choice. As soon as he lay back down on the bed next to her and pulled her into his arms, he kissed her on the lips lovingly.
"That really wasn't fair," she pointed out after breaking the kiss.
"All's fair in love and war," he replied with a smirk.
She frowned, sighing with defeat. Now that she had confessed, she might as well use it to her advantage.
"Let's make love then," she told him softly.
Really, what she wanted to do, was to give him the pleasure he was giving her. She didn't like it that he kept on pleasuring her, but she was unable to give it to him in return.
"Not right now," he told her. "We'll do it soon though."
"Why?" she asked.
"It'll be very special when we do it," he told her lovingly.
"No, but I want it now," she complained, "It'll be special regardless!"
Randhir caressed her hair and kissed her temple.
"Trust me," he told her.
"I just feel bad that I can't help you in the way you keep helping me," she admitted. "Why can't I do something about the desires you've been holding in?"
"Don't worry, I can take care of that later," he told her with a smirk.
"Meaning?" she asked, looking up at him with wide eyes.
"I can help myself," he answered, and she blushed as she understood what he was hinting at.
"But if I'm here, you don't need to take care of it yourself," she told him. "I'm your wife! I think I have the right to touch you and please you until you are satisfied."
"Of course you have the right," he told her softly, "But only when you're ready for it."
"I'm ready!" she replied.
"That's your love speaking," he pointed out. "You just want me to feel good... but until your love can help you get over your shyness, and you're comfortable doing it, then I won't let you do it."
She frowned.
"Have I never done it or something?" she asked him.
"Of course you have. Many times... you've pleased me in ways you won't even be able to think about," he said to her. "But that was after we got comfortable with each other. There's no rush."
"I just don't like that you have to satisfy yourself when I'm here," she murmured and held on to him even more tightly.
"I won't satisfy myself, just like I haven't in the last few months. I don't belong to myself as much as I belong to you," he told her softly, stroking her hair. "Only you have the right to satisfy me."
"Then let me," she whined.
"Not now," he whispered. "Go to sleep."
"Fine," she grumbled, giving up. "But remember, you aren't the only one who can play tricks."
"You're all talk Mrs. Shekhawat," he whispered to her and she blushed. "Good night."
"Good night," she whispered back, and kissed his chest before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.
Perhaps she wasn't so comfortable yet, but she knew she loved him, and she was going to prove that her love was strong enough to wash away all fears she had. 
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