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PART 6
Vikrant woke early next morning to find Sarita still fast
asleep. She was looking like a goddess, radiance emitting from every inch of her
face and body. Her black tresses were spread on the pillow, exposing the
delicate nape of her neck to his view. Their position had changed unknowingly
overnight and he was spooning her from behind. He had his right hand under her
waist hugging her to his naked chest, while the other hand was on her bare
shoulder.
He was awestruck by her beauty and elegance. He never knew
what silk felt like, until he touched her skin last night. He could no longer
suppress his urge to feel its velvetiness again.
He knew that he would wake her up when he gently placed a
feather-light kiss to the base of her neck. Her eyelashes fluttered open and
her breathing which was even until now, started getting erratic. He brought his
hand that was holding her waist, to cup one of her mounds. She strained her back into
his torso and moaned in pleasure. This made the curve of her neck more
accessible to him. And he buried his face into it and started attacking it with
kisses, all the while kneading her bosom. He knew that these actions of his
were driving her crazy and was enjoying every moment of this, knowing that he
was the one to bring her this sweet pleasure. He wanted to worship her body, to
make her feel cherished and loved.
He kissed every inch of her neck and upper back. He tilted
her face a little to kiss her mouth. The kiss went on forever and when breath
became an issue, they pulled apart, only for Vikrant to turn her around to
press her naked body to his. He kissed her forehead, her eyelids, her nose,
cheeks and jaw. All the while one hand was holding her close to his body, while
the other travelled to her thigh to pull her leg over his. A gasp escaped her
mouth with this action and he immediately took her mouth into his and plunged
his tongue deep into her mouth. Gone was the tender lovemaking of the previous
night. This time it was erotic and they could not stop themselves. They were
hungry for each other and it was evident in the way they were responding to
each other. She was matching his every move with equal amount of passion.
When he knew she was ready for him, he slowly entered her.
She threw her head back and he took the opportunity to kiss her pulse point, her
collar bone and the valley between her bosoms. She grabbed onto his back, to
leave marks on it with her nails. He nipped her collarbone to leave a hickey
this time, like she was branded by him. When they reached their climax
together, he claimed her lips again, all the while viewing her face transform
from pleasure to fulfillment, through hooded eyes.
When their session of lovemaking was over, he placed a
tender kiss to her forehead. She smiled and cuddled closer to him. All of a
sudden her stomach growled in hunger. He immediately laughed and said, "You
worked up quite an appetite, huh?" Only for her to pout her mouth and ask, "Did
you not, Mr.Suryavanshi?"
He nodded his head, "I am darn hungry right now. But I can
skip breakfast and dig into dessert, if the said dessert is you", he teased
her and was immediately granted the pleasure of seeing her blush to the roots.
She hit him on the shoulder playfully. He did not want to
leave her side, hence got up reluctantly when she pushed him out of the bed and
said, "Take a bath and I will make some breakfast for us in the meantime"
She had a shocked expression on her face. "You know to cook?"
she asked.
He replied, "You forget that I spent a lot of days in an
orphanage fending for myself. Now go freshen up, before I get tempted to make
love to you again."
He grabbed his pant that was lying on the ground and pulled
it up his waist. She was admiring his lean frame all the while. He caught her
looking at him and said, "I still can skip breakfast, if you are game"
She threw a pillow at him and he laughed his way downstairs
to the kitchen.
She had a lot of questions brewing in her mind. Where were
they? This looked like a well maintained bungalow. Beds were made, food was
stocked here and that meant this place was frequently visited by him. Did
anyone else know about this place, besides him? If that was the case, then they
might be in deep trouble when the police come here looking for them.
It was like a bucket of ice water. She was brought back to reality
with that thought. OMG, they were fugitives now! She thought. What will happen if
they get caught? Where was Abhiman? She wondered. She felt extremely guilty and
ashamed when she realized that not once did she think or ask about him last
night. What kind of a mother was she? She thought. Here she was enjoying her
new found love with her husband, while their son was alone, afraid and probably
with that cunning woman who was his grandmother, unfortunately. What will happen
to him if they were put behind bars?
She hurried and went into the bathroom to take a quick
shower. All the while, she was ridden with guilt for not having thought of her
son even for a single moment. Her last thought before jumping out of the shower
and wrapping the robe around her body was that she was a very selfish person
and not a good mother at all!
With all these thoughts plaguing her, she stepped downstairs
making her way into the kitchen.
To be continued...
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Edited by wupa - 12 years ago
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