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Okay, so this a rated mature for mature audiences. There are some sexual situations which may not be age appropriate. I warned you, now read at your own risk! š
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They seemed to be miles apart from each other. It felt like they were star-crossed lovers, unreachable, never able to be in proximity of each other. Why, oh why did he need to be so far away from his Aartiji?
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They seemed to be miles apart from each other. It felt like they were star-crossed lovers, unreachable, never able to be in proximity of each other. Why, oh why did he need to be so far away from his Aartiji?
If he voiced all of this to Aarti she would tell him to stop being so dramatic... after all, they were only separated by three kids on one bed, and Yash was acting like they were in different continents.
They had tucked the kids in half an hour ago, but Yash couldn't sleep... he felt restless.
He gently removed his hand from Ansh's small ones and sat up on the bed. His gaze turned to Aarti on the other end of the bed. She was lying on her side, her eyes closed, with a protective arm around both Palak and Payal. A few strands of her hair were lying on her face. The wind was probably the culprit of this sweet crime, Yash thought, since they had left the window open to get some fresh air.
Yash slowly got off the bed and walked around to the other side before dropping to his knees. Smiling, he looked at Aarti affectionately and gently tucked the hair on her face behind her ear. She looked so beautiful, so innocent when she was asleep.
Yash wrapped an arm around her belly and leaned forward to kiss her cheek. Just as he was about to kiss her, she turned around to face him, opening her eyes. Their faces were only millimeters apart. They looked at each other for a few moments before Aarti placed a hand on Yash's chest and gently pushed him away. She sat up in bed too, removing her arm from the two girls.
"Yashji," she whispered, "You'll wake up the kids... wait... what are you doing?"
He had engulfed her in a tight hug so suddenly, that she didn't know how to react. After a few seconds, Aarti blushed and hugged him back, but she pulled away quickly.
"Yashji, what if the kids wake up?" she asked him.
"I'll tell them you were scared of the dark," he said, smirking.
Aarti lightly hit his shoulder.
"Okay, I'll tell them I was scared, happy?" he whispered.
Aarti got off the bed and Yash stood up.
"Come with me," he whispered.
"Where are you taking me?" she asked him, raising her eyebrows.
"Just come with me," he told her, holding out his hand.
"No Yashji, the kids!"
"The kids don't need us to sleep Aartiji," he told her.
He sighed when he saw the hesitant look on her face.
"You won't listen to me like this will you? Why are you so stubborn?" he asked her.
"Because this isn't the time to romance. So much happened today and you want to romance?" she asked him, with a tone which made his actions sound unbelievable.
"We can't stop our lives over this Aartiji," he told her.
He had a point, but Aarti still refused to go with him.
"I'm not going anywhere with you," she said stubbornly.
"Fine," he told her, "You asked for this."
He bent down and picked her up in his arms. "Yashji," Aarti gasped. "What are you doing? Where are you going? This isn't fair Yashji! You're taking advantage of your strength!"
He walked with her to the bathroom and pushed the door open.
"The bathroom?" Aarti gasped. "This is where you wanted to take me? Yashji... you haven't gone mad have you?"
Yash put her down and locked the door before blocking the entrance.
"You'll say 'Yashji, the kids will wake up and see' if we stayed in the room so this is the only place I could have come..." he said, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Yashji," Aarti said, shocked, "When did you get this naughty?"
"Now," he said, smirking at her, pulling her close to him.
Aarti smiled, embarrassed. She couldn't deny that meeting him secretly like this turned her on. Maybe it was her pregnancy hormones, or maybe it was the thrill of it, but she was really starting to appreciate that Yash had brought her here right now.
She slowly moved her hands around his waist.
"Really?" she smiled, sliding her arms up his back.
He nodded, smiling like a little kid.
"You aren't naughty enough though," she said, putting a disappointed look on her face.
"I can get naughtier," he claimed, coming closer to her.
Aarti's breath caught in her throat. Their lips were only inches apart and Aarti desperately wanted to close the gap between them, but she didn't want to be the one to start it.
"Prove it," she whispered shakily, feeling butterflies enter her stomach.
She closed her eyes and he did the same. He leaned forward and pecked her lightly. Aarti could feel his heart beating against her... or was that her heart? She didn't know... all she knew was that this moment felt so good, it felt so real.
She opened her eyes and positioned a shaky hand on the back of his neck. When her skin touched his she felt a current ripple through her body, which caused her to shudder even more. Yash sensed this. He gently placed one of his hands on Aarti's bare waist and cupped her cheek with the other one. Then he leaned forward and kissed her again, this time with more passion. Their lips moved against each other's slowly but rhythmically and her heart felt like it was going to explode inside her ribcage. Her cheeks were burning and she honestly didn't know how she was still standing upright.
Yash slowly moved his hand from her waist to her bare back, causing her to clutch his shirt tightly. Yash took this as a positive sign and opened his mouth, deepening the kiss. She followed his lead and opened her mouth too. Their tongues explored each other's mouth with fervency.
Aarti pushed herself closer to his body and let out a small moan into his mouth immediately. She could feel how much Yash wanted her and she wanted him just as much. He broke off the kiss when she moaned and licked his lips.
He seemed to have got the response he was hoping for. They both looked into each other's eyes with desire.
Yash leaned forward.
"Aartiji," he whispered into her ear.
She fisted his shirt with both of her hands, "Yes?" she said, barely managing to speak at all.
"It's hot in here right?" he asked.
She nodded. "Why... why don't you take off your shirt?" she replied, trying to be as casual as possible.
Yash chuckled.
"If you say so," he said with a wink and removed his shirt, exposing his well built abs. Aarti struggled to breathe just by taking in the sight of them.
"Y- you're showing off," she teased him.
"Do you want to show off too?" he asked her with a wink, causing her to blush.
"Y... Yashji, you're incorrigible," she said weakly.
"Mhmm, am I?" he asked, looking at her with lustful eyes. "Want to change my habit?"
Aarti's blush got deeper. She slowly touched his bare abs and leaned in closer. Then she rested her head on top of his chest, smiling serenely.
Yash slid a hand under her hair, causing her to shudder. Then he took his other hand and brought her hair over her shoulder in front of her. He ran his fingers across her back, quickly untying her blouse. He could hear the sharp intake of breath that Aarti let out. It motivated him further. He slid the sari from her shoulder and took in the sight of her. She was so beautiful, it was impossible to stop himself now.
He captured her lips in his once again, tasting the sweetness of her mouth. It was hard to believe that they had two separate lips right now, they moved so tunefully together. It felt so right. Aarti slid her hand up his arm and held on to his bicep. Yash moved his hands lower down her back to the place where her sari was tucked neatly into her petticoat. She moaned softly once again and pushed herself as close to him as possible. Yash smiled against her lips, happy that he was able to do all of this to her.
He broke the kiss and started to kiss her neck. Once he reached the base, he sucked lightly. Aarti let out a tiny yelp. It hurt a little bit, but it was a good kind of pain.
He traced the crevice of her neck with his lips, causing her to shiver with pleasure. She buried her hands in his hair encouraging him to move downwards...
Soon their clothes came off and Yash turned around, gently placing Aarti against the wall. He picked her up and she initiatively wrapped her legs around his waist.
He entered her gently at first, and then picked up his speed with each thrust as she dug her nails deep into his back.
Their bodies merged together as one at that moment, and it felt blissful. Both of their hearts felt like they would explode in unison with their bodies.
Once they were finished, they quickly turned on the shower and washed their clammy bodies together... or rather, washed each other's sweaty bodies, leading to another round of fun. This time it included lemon scented body wash. When they were done, they put on their clothes again and left the bathroom, both of them freshly smelling like lemons.
Yash gave Aarti a good night kiss on the lips before retreating. Both of them closed their eyes immediately, feeling tired but heavenly.
The next morning, Palak looked at Aarti and asked, "Mumma what happened to your neck? Did you get hurt?"
Aarti looked at Yash in alarm... he looked like he was about to die of laughter.
"Yes, just got hurt Palak," Aarti told her daughter.
"How?" she asked curiously.
"Palak it's just a tiny bruise, it'll go away. Don't worry about it... get ready for school!" she said, trying to change the subject.
Yash walked up to Aarti after Palak went to get ready. "Aartiji, tonight we can give you a mark somewhere else where nobody will see," he said huskily, winking at her.
"You're shameless," she said glaring at him, hiding the fact that she couldn't wait for night time either.
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I'M SHAMELESS I KNOW! *Hides from all your chappals*... But please like and comment? š³
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I'M SHAMELESS I KNOW! *Hides from all your chappals*... But please like and comment? š³
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