Shivika SS -- Wooing His Wife -- 08-08-18 -- pg 11 - Page 7

He knew she needed him too. But the thought of his love being named desire or lust or just mere attraction or any of the sort made him pull back. He quickly made her wear the duvet. Bending down he caressed her forehead lovingly. "Get some sleep." He quickly made his way out of the room. Anika saw him leave. She sighed. Her body ached for him. Tears slowly appeared in her eyes. She blinked. Turning over to the left side.

He closed the door, behind him, though not completely. He leaned against the wall. Closing his eyes. This pained. So close yet so far. What had he done! Both of them wanted togetherness but were stopped by their minds.

Last night's memories floated before him. She was so adorably and so much in love with him. She was so hurt by him. Oh, what an idiot he was. Then rang in his ears, the things she told him last night. To never leave her, to never reject her . His eyes shot open. He shouldn't have left so abruptly. She would be hurt. Again. Oh. No. He walked back in . More than winning her, she was important to him.

He snuggled back into her under the duvet. "Anika!" He called to her softly. She didn't move nor did she reply.

With closed eyes she held on to her emotions. She was confused. She was glad he came back. But was scared to express her love. She was hurt. He rejected her when he wanted and came back as he liked. She was tired of it.

"Don't cry!" He said with tears in his eyes as he hugged her from behind.

She opened her eyes momentarily a few tears fell onto the pillow. He knew her too well.

"Anika." He called out to her softly again. She did not respond.

She closed her eyes. This man was making it more hard to not love him. I was he so complicated.

"Don't you want to know what happened last night!" He said after a long pause.

A small smile made to her face. Then she remembered him teasing. God, she couldn't be upset for long. She turned and this time rolled on top of him. Her hands moved to his. "What do you think of yourself?"

He blinked. It did not take her time to understand his moist eyes. "Shivaay!"

He composed himself. "Seems like last night's dose has still not rubbed off you!"

She giggled flipping her hair and letting them dance over his face. He groaned her name as her locks tickled. In a split second he had rolled over her and now her hands were pinned to the bed by his. Their breathing grew laborious. He bent down, and stopped a few seconds thinking. But, his mind didn't last long. She captured his lips in a needy kiss.

Soon his hands left her hands and cupped her face deepening the kiss. Their tongues engrossed in a game of intimate love. She moaned and wriggled below him. He cursed his self control. He was turned on by his wife's silly assaults. She gasped aloud feeling his bulge against her lower abdomen.

He broke apart feeling her need to breathe. He looked at her. Her chocolate brown orbs reflected all the desire and love in the world. Her hands massaged his back. He knew he needed her. He also knew she needed him too. She was pushing him to have his way. She was willing to take from him all he could give her. Oh why was she so loving.

In minutes he undressed her and himself. While she left kisses all over him. His eyes. His ears. His hand. His fingers. She was loving him so lazily yet with so much skill. He reciprocated her love touches, well, fondling her soft skin. She moaned his name sweetly. He was not harsh and not hard. He was soft . That did not go well with her perhaps for she bit him on the shoulder wildly. He groaned in pain. She quickly started rubbing her hand over it. Regretting the move. He held her hand and kissed it looking into her eyes. His intense look made her blush.

He desperately made it to her lips. She kissed him back fervently. When they could live no more in that hot furnace, they broke apart. "Shivaay..ah!" She moaned when his skillful mouth made it down her valley and then to her fulls. God, no more could he wait. He hurriedly made his hand travel south. She gasped. He saw her long wait.

Looking into her eyes once more he entered her. Moving slowly at first and then in mad haste he made love to his wife. He kissed her cheeks, her eyes, her fingers, her nose and she felt him everywhere swimming in a world of love and passion where he took her. "I love you!" He whispered frantically, reaching his orgasm. She clutched on to his shoulders arching herself and catching up with him.

Tired she lied down and he fell over her feeling empty. She ran her hands up and down his bare back affectionately. He kissed her shoulder. Few minuted later he fell aside and let her be comfortable. She snuggled back into him. Their naked bodies entangled, their hearts in peace, they finally got some sleep.

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Two hours later, Shivaay moved. He saw Anika in his arms. His legs were entangled with hers. His hand was on her bare waist keeping her body close. He slowly moved his hand to her hair. She was beautiful. He could never get tired of loving her. She deserved it all and maybe more. He smiled. Time to go out o character to make her feel all the happiness in the world. He got up, she was still sleeping. He saw the time. He itched his forehead. He didn't want the family to know she slept with him. Because he knew she wouldn't like it. He tried waking up her, but she only spoke in sleep. Seems like she was tired after the love making. He smiled. He started dressing her. He managed to get her undergarments and top. He failed at the bottom. Well, she could do that herself. He quickly shut the door securely and went to freshen up.

As he stepped outside of his room, he saw Rudra. He wished him.Rudra seemed to have seen a ghost.

"What?"asked Shivaay.

" I thought you were with Bhaabhi, downstairs! "

"Ahh, no, I was in my room. "

"Even last night?"

"Yeah! What kind of question is that?"

"Oh. Nothing. Good morning."

Shivaay nodded and proceeded down the stairs while Rudra walked back with the protein shake back into his temporary room.

He shut the door and locked it. He quickly made it to the bed with the tray in hand. Last night also they hadn't eaten. She would be hungry.

"Anika." He called to her sweetly rubbing her arm.

"Uummm!" She stretched and slept again. The curve was climbing up his face again. "Anika!" He spoke in his ears.

"Urrgg!" She covered her ears.

"Anika, it's fifteen to eight!" He said aloud this time. "Everyone's probably already awake. That did it. She woke up with a jerk.

" careful. How many times have I told you to not get up like that? You will strain your back. Then dare you blame me!" He added cheekily, remembering the early days of their married life.

" Whatever. " she yawned and finally opened her eyes to settle to the image of her husband with the tray.

"Good morning!" He said, shifting slightly back on the bed so that she had room to get off.

"Oh, I m hungry. What's that?" She asked pointing to the paper bag he had placed on the side table.

"Your clothes and a few a toiletries. "

She smiled and got off, and that is she realised she wasn't wearing anything down. A few seconds later it dawned that the surprising thing was she was wearing clothes. Had she dreamed all of that tiredness and sounds? No of course. Before she could ask he replied." I dressed you when you were sleep talking. " she smiled sheepishly and turned to look around to get something to cover herself. He mentally chuckled. Like he hadn't seen it all. "I am turning and closing my eyes. There are bathrooms and bathorobe in the washroom." She wanted to pull his cheeks. He was so cute. So sweet. So adorable. So charming. So.oh, dear her stomach growled. Attention diverted. She dashes to the washroom and few minutes later appeared in bathrobe. She hungrily aimed at the tray. There was hot tea and toast.

She inhalded deeply and sat to eat, "yum!"

"Nothing like tea and toast!" She made sound while eating and he rubbed his forehead looking away. She won't change her ways ever. Now he didn't care, as long as she was with him.

"You ate?" She asked.

"I had black coffee, I will eat in a while. "

She offered her toast to him and he declined. She shrugged eating happily. He took a tissue and wiped the crumbs off her face. She looked at him deeply. He smiled pulling back his hand. "Get ready. " he said walking out.

"Shivaay!" She called.

"Huh!" He said turning.

"Nothing."

He blinked and nodded. "Okay!"

"Shivaay!" She called again.

He turned yet again.

"Nothing!" She suppressed her giggles.

"Sh.." He turned before she could call out again.

"You don't want others to know, I was in the room!" He said, and walked out. She was left pondering. Sometimes she never understood what he hinted at.

Whatever, she was enjoying the love she was being pampered with.

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Woossh! Finally!

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-Anami!