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"Asad please! Stop behaving like such a baby!" Zoya yelled on top of her voice. This man was really getting on her last nerve now.
"I'm behaving like a baby? You're the one whose acting like a stubborn child! Specially when I've already said NO!" Asad said matching her tone. Damn her!
"You've gotta be kidding me! All I'm asking for is a saree! It's our anniversary next week!"
"I never said no Zoya! You can wear it in front of me within the boundaries of our bedroom but not in front of so many people." He said while removing his tie.
"Why? What's the difference?" She said scratching her chin.
"Difference? You know what? We're done with this thing. We're never having this conversation again!" Asad went in the washroom and banged the door hard.
Zoya was bewildered. Why the hell is he being so annoying? It's just a saree! Not a damn bikini! He had said it himself that she looks really nice in red and he would always love her no matter what! Whatever the hell happened to all the love?!
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Asad came and sat on the dining table waiting for Zoya to serve him the food. Trust the man to be a complete ass!
"Well, aren't you gonna serve me food?" Asad asked her as she sat on the chair opposite him.
"Can I wear a saree?"
"Nope!"
"Well then, enjoy your dinner by yourself!" She got up and went to their room.
"Oh God! I hope I don't murder her someday." He sent a little prayer up to God and went to bring her out. He was sure she hadn't eaten either.
"Baby, try and understand!" Asad said sternly. Why wasn't she understanding?
"Understand what? Gimme a good enough reason!" Zoya demanded.
"OKAY FINE! You want to wear a saree showing of that sexy belly of yours to my employees? And I'm sure you'd pick a backless blouse with it! And God forbid that pallu ever falls off your shoulder and any man stares at you, he's not leaving our house in one piece!"
"That's your stupid reason?"
"Stupid? Wow. Say that to me when I go shirtless in front of a bunch of spinsters!"
"Shirtless and Blouse-less are two different things! Why would I wear a saree without a blouse?!"
Asad looked down with a slightly flustered face, hoping Zoya wouldn't read his thoughts. But who was he kidding? This woman knew him and his thinking process in and out!
"OHMYGOD! YOU WANT TO SEE ME IN A SAREE WITHOUT A BLOUSE!!" Zoya's mouth turned in to a complete 'O' as she noticed Asad's red face.
"Yeah so what? You're my wife, I have the write to fantasize about you!" Asad said defending himself.
"Uh-haan. So you're afraid that you won't be able to keep your hands off of my body during the party if I wear a saree? Even with a blouse?"
"That and also the fact that other men might have the same thinking process as mine. I know men Zoya, they're assholes!"
"Okay. Let's make a deal."
"What deal?" Asad asked crossing his arms across his chest.
"I'll make your ultimate fantasy come true tonight." Zoya looked at him and winked while Asad grew hard just with her talking.
She closed up on him and traced her finger down his face and chest before kissing that sexy Adam's Apple on his throat. Asad's eyes rolled back into his sockets as he held tiny waist, pulling her closer. He slipped his hands inside and caressed her lower back with his thumbs making small circles. She reached up to his ear and whispered softly.
"Imagine me in a saree..a red one. With no blouse to hide my body from you. Hmmm.." She licked his ear as he groaned and pulled her back by her hair, smacking his lips on hers dangerously.
Zoya smiled wickedly and unbuttoned his shirt, throwing it away in a corner. Asad's hand held the back of her neck, angling her face perfectly to derive the most from her mouth.
"Umm..atleast hear the other part of the deal?" Zoya pulled out roughly.
"We'll do whatever you want. Wherever you want, however you want.." Asad muttered mindlessly and went down to her neck, tracing it with his lips.
"So can I wear a saree for the party?"
"Whatever you want baby.." Asad pulled off her shirt and straddled her up against his waist with his arms around her and her legs around his hips.
Zoya had victory all over her face! Haah! Now this was going to be fun! She said in her mind as he put her on the couch and got rid off all their clothing.
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30 minutes later..
"Damn that was hot!" Asad muttered breathlessly.
"Yeah. I hate you, my legs hurt like shit!" Zoya said gasping.
"You said you wanted to be on top!" Asad said looking up from her chest were he had laid his head.
"I did! But that was a bad thing to do. Besides, you wouldn't lemme switch positions later!" Zoya said with a pout.
"We've tried every position in this world sweetheart. But today, I hit you right there." Asad said with a smirk.
"Yeah you did. I mean there's more friction and more hardness in you when I'm on top."
"Hmm..only you can do that to me!" Asad kissed her near her heart and went up to her, at face level.
"And remind me once again, why are we talking about this? It's embarrassing!" Zoya said with her cheeks red.
"You're lying naked under me. We just had the world's most hardcore sex experience. And next week's our anniversary when your gonna wear a saree!"
"Don't make it sound like I forced you into it! You said we'd do whatever I want."
"Yeah fine fine! But no revealing blouses and the pallu should cover this belly of yours alright?" Asad said tracing his hand on her nude stomach.
"Done!" Zoya grinned.
"And after that, you're gonna get that blouse off and entertain your husband alright?" He said with a wink.
"Only if you promise to be a little more gentle with me!" Zoya stuck out her tongue at him.
"Have I ever been gentle with you while making love? No right? What makes you think I'm gonna be gentle when your making my ultimate fantasy come true?" He said incredulously.
"Fine! Whatever..OUCH!" Zoya yelped as she felt him finger her.
"What?" Asad said with a frown.
"I just told you I'm sore!"
"Since you're already sore, why don't we have another round of mind blowing hardcore sex?"
"You are mad, husband!" Zoya rolled her eyes and flashed her dimple at him. He bent down and kissed her there.
"I want our kids to have your dimples." Asad said softly.
"They will." Zoya mumbled, picturing their future. But none of them were ready for that responsibility yet. And it was mutual.
"I love you." Asad pecked her lips gently.
"Me more!" Zoya said as she drew him in for a proper kiss.
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Hope it wasn't too bad! :$
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Sequel : https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/qubool-hai/3588851/sequel-os-without-a-blouse-gutter
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