SANA POV

I pulled Mum towards the couch in our living room and made her sit beside me, holding her hand, smiling.

"How are you Mum?" I asked, smiling seeing her here. It's very rare that she visits here, that too at this hour.

"I'm good. How are you?" She asked, and kissed my forehand. Then she cupped my face and gently caress my face.

I smiled happily feeling her love and affection.

I looked around the room, smiling and replied, "Perfect. After all, I'm at home."

"Of course," She nodded, smiling "I was missing you a lot. So I thought about visiting here and surprised you. I hope I didn't interrupt your private moment." She teased in the end, eyeing my neck.

I guess Sidharth left a bite mark there, which Mum saw. I quickly hid my neck pulling my t-shirt.

She teased me, now I'll tease her too.

"So, Mum, how's Dad treating you? Hmm? I hope it's rough and sore-ful." I teased, nudging her shoulder.

She blushed so hard. I giggle. "Cutie pie."

"God! Sana," I heard Sidharth gasping from behind.

I look back at him. He has a shocked expression. He walked past us and sat opposite us on the couch, and passed me a glare.

"What?" I asked, smirking.

"What's wrong with you, Sana?"

"Nothing." I shrug.

"Nothing? Can't you see? You embarrassed her." Sidharth said, scolding me.

"Sidharth, please." I silently asked him not to give me a lecture right now.

"Sana, you-"

He tried to argue but I cut him off, "She started it. So, I just teased her back. Chill." I look at Mum. Her cheeks are crimson, so I giggle. "You are so cute Mum." I pulled her cheeks lovingly.

"Shut up, you naughty girl." She said, embarrassed, blushing hard.

"Aww! Mum." I cooed her. I look back at Sidharth, he is looking at me in disbelief, glaring at me. "Baby, did you see her cute red face? It's all Dad's love. You know?" I teased her more, and pulled her cheeks again.

"Sana!" Both said in unison, embarrassed.

"Don't be embarrassed. It's okay. Couples do shits together."

Both gasps on my words. Again.

"It's fun." I giggle.

"I am sorry, Ms. Divya." Sidharth said, smiling awkwardly

"Don't be. She is my daughter. It was my responsibility to teach her some manners." She said and looked at me in disappointment.

"What?" I asked, shrugging.

"You failed me. You are embarrassing me, Sana." She scolds me eyeing Sidharth, with her flushed face.

I smirked. "I wish, Dad was here. It would be so much fun then. After all, Dad and I are pretty much the same." 

Both didn't say anything, but gives me a knowing smile which means I am right.

"I know I'm right." I giggle.

"How is Mr. Gill?" Sidharth asked, changing the subject to save Mum from further embarrassment.

"He is doing fine." Mum says quietly, smiling shyly

"Hmm!" He hummed.

"Say happy Mum. I know he is the happiest person in the world right now." I said, side hugging her, letting her know he is happy because of her.

"Yes," Sidharth nods agreeing. "Sana is right."

Mum just smiled and blushed.

"Where are you going?" I ask, when I see him getting up from his place to go somewhere.

"I'll be back in a bit." He gives me a knowing look. He asked me to behave well with Mum, not to talk dirty. I just smirk at him. He shakes his head in disbelief and walks out of the room.

I look back at Mum, "So, tell me, are you happy with Dad? Does he treat you well?"

She smiles seeing my concern. "I am very happy. Your father loves me a lot. He treats me like a," She blushes so hard. "Queen."

I couldn't help but smile big. "I am so happy for you. For him." I hugged her tightly.

She hugs me back and kisses my forehead. "I am happy for you too. You got the best man in the world."

"No doubt." I beam in happiness and kiss her cheeks lovingly.

We both get into a conversation about her and Dad's wedding preparation. She told me we have to go for jewelry shopping on Sunday. Which is after three days.

"You have to come along with me. Your dad wants us to shop according to our choices. So," She told me.

"Sure. I will come."

"You are not going anywhere." Sidharth's voice comes from behind.

I looked behind and met with his angry eyes. He just entered the room with a trolley filled with some cookies, pasta and spring rolls for all of us, and three cups of coffee made by him.

Such a good husband. I mean future husband.

He walks to us and places the bowls and coffee cups on the tea table which is in the center of the two couches, and he sits back on his place.

I can tell he is super angry.

"Why not?" I asked.

"You know, WHY." He argued.

"But, Sidharth?"

"NO." He said firmly making me sad.

I want to go. I want to be involved in everything. Their wedding is my dream. How can he act like this?

"I.."

Mum cut me off, "It's okay Sana. When I go, we will do a video call. You can select your jewelry then. Huh?" Mum said to uplift my spoiled mood.

"Thanks Mum. But my mood is already spoiled." I taunted him.

But he has no remorse on his face. Ignoring me, he looked at Mum with a polite smile, "Please have something, Ms. Divya."

"It wasn't needed," Mum said.

"Please, have these pasta. Sana cooked it. It's very delicious." He said, praising me.

Argh! Sidharth, let me stay angry with you please.

"Sidharth made the coffee. It's very amazing. Please have it, too." I added.

"Then, I definitely have to try these two."

After that, we three got into a small conversation. Regarding my cooking practice and some other random topics. After staying for one hour with us, she left.

We tried to stop her for dinner but she denied. She informed Dad asked her to cook something desi India food for him. She also added Dad does his dinner at home, with her, everyday.

Did it hurt me? Somewhere, yes. It did. Like, if he could find time for Mum to have dinner with her, spend time with her. Then why couldn't he do the same, for me? I was his daughter right? He loves me right? Then, why not? Does that mean he loves her more, than he loves me? I don't have a problem with that, but it's definitely hurting me.

"Princess? I'm sorry okay. But I'm concerned about your safety. I can't lose you damnit." He apologized as we walked into our bedroom.

I immediately turned back and hugged him tightly, and cried. I just realized he is the only person who genuinely loves me and is concerned for my safety. I mean, Dad also knows someone can harm me then why would he ask me to go somewhere out? I know he has hired two bodyguard for me, but that doesn't mean there's no risk right?

"Princess, what happened?" He hugs me back, worries are evident in his voice. "Why are you crying?" He continues, "I am saying sorry right? Then, why are you crying like this?"

I didn't say anything. I just cried, holding him tightly, feeling overwhelmed by his love.

Without saying anything and breaking our hug, he took us to bed and made us lay down in it. I locked my legs around his torsos and he held me from my ass, and pulled me closer. I buried myself into him, and cried.

"Stop crying Sana." His fingers ruffle into my long hair, "You know it hurts me? Don't you?"

I just nod positively, sniffing quietly.

"Then don't cry." He paused for a moment then continued, "You want to go shopping? It's okay if you want to. I won't say anything. If that makes you happy. I can come with you." 

After this I cried more, knowing how much he loves me. Care for me. For my happiness, he is ready to let me go, and ready to come along for my safety, because he doesn't trust those two bodyguards of mine.

"I love you." I said, what comes to my mind first.

"I love you more." He kissed my forehead, "Stop crying like a baby." He taunted and kissed my hair.

"I am your baby." I cooed, smiling a little.

"That you are." The next moment he attacks me with tickling.

It literally takes me off guard. His tickles me everywhere his hands can reach my body. Underarms, neck, belly, boobs, legs, everywhere. I laughed so hard that I wiggled under him, throwing my hands and legs to push him off. I was almost breathless and a crying mess.

Happy tears.

"Baby," I laughed, breathless. "please. Stop." I beg, struggling to breathe.

"As you say," He finally withdraws his hands from my body, laughing himself.

I lay down on my back, holding my chest trying to catch my breath, with closed eyes. I am still laughing quietly. I could hear him laugh, sitting beside me. After some time, our laugh died. But, I stayed the way I was. Laying down on my back, hands over my belly right now.

I felt some movement beside me, as if he sat back straight. My lips curve into a smile when I feel his intense eyes on me. My body.

His eyes skimmed though from my face to toe. But his eyes lingered more than required in two places, in between my legs and my heavy breasts. I am wearing simple long white t-shirts and denim shorts. I felt his eyes move down to my bare legs, then in between my legs, then directly up to my face, on my lips.

I can feel the head rose up in my whole body and in between my legs. He wants me, and I want him back.

Without opening my eyes I asked, "You want to kiss me? You want to take my breath away, do you?"

The next moment, I felt one of his hands on my face, cupping; another on my waist squeezing my flesh, under my t-shirt. His hot breath fanning against my lips, sending chills down my spine and the sensation ends in between my legs, making my pussy throbs with needs. I need him. His hot mouth, his slender thick fingers and his big-fat-cock.

Please kiss me.

But, he didn't kiss me. Yet. He is just staring at me, my face, my lips. God knows, what he is thinking right now?

Getting impatient, I finally open my eyes and meet with his hungry dark brown eyes staring right at me.

My pussy throbbed again. I need him to fuck me. Or at least kiss me hard or do something to put me at ease.

My right hand reaches up to his handsome face, cupping. I stroke my fingers gently on his stubble beard. I don't like the beard on his face, even though he looks hotter in it. I got rashes on my face and in between my legs for it. So, it's a big no.

"You should clean your face, Baby." I said.

He smiles, "I know. I will." He brushed his lips briefly against mine almost taking my breath away. Almost.

"What are you waiting for? Just kiss me already." I said, licking my bottom lips, to tease him.

He smiles, then licks his bottom lip, knocking the air out of my lungs. I can feel my corch throbbing in need, and I am already wet for him. God! I just want him to kiss me hard and fuck me harder.

"Fuck! Do something already." I hissed, grinding myself over his cock.

"I want to do many things with you Princess," He paused, and kissed my cheeks one by one. Then my eyes.

I smiled in containment.

"I want to make you breathless, kissing you hard." And he took my lips, and kissed me hard as he said.

When I was gasping for air, to breathe. His next words almost knocked the air out of my lungs again, "I also want to make you senseless, fucking your tight little cunt and ass."

"Then do it," I whispered. I was feeling breathless and suddenly I'm super hot and horny.

His hands skimmed though my bare legs then up towards my thighs. My breath hitched, hoping now he will pull down my shorts and do something there. But to my disappointment, his hand moves up more. He pulled up my t-shirt and let it rest just above my chest, displaying my breasts for him. But my nipples are covered with a nipple cover.

"I like them to be free," He said, irritated seeing my nipples covered with nipple covers. He removed them, and threw them away in bed, I guessed.

I felt the cold breeze hitting against my wet nipples, making me shrink and moan at the same time, for the sensation. It's really turning me on to another extent.

He continued, "So, that I can suck them, eat them and drink my milk." He took one nipple into his hot mouth and sucked it hard for a few minutes making me go crazy.

I moaned, squeezed my legs together as my pussy was throbbing so much, that it hurt. I want his mouth every fucking inches of my skin.

"please," I plead. "Do something,"

To my disappointment, he just drank my milk then pulled down my t-shirt, kissed my forehead sweetly then said, "Good night, Princess."

"Excuse me?" I snapped, irritated with his attitude.

"What?" He pulled out his t-shirt and lay down on his place, acting all clueless.

He tried to pull me closer to the cuddle, but I moved back and sat straight in bed. I'm fucking angry right now. And horny too.

"I don't need cuddles. I need sex." I demand, irritated, pouting.

"No more sex for today. We already did once in  the afternoon. Now get down here and sleep with me." He pulled me closer and cuddled with me, forcefully.

"But, I need sex. I'm feeling horny. You made me horny." I complained cuddling him, rubbing my front against him to make him erect.

"Baby, stop it." He warned. "You need rest. You need sleep."

"Then, why did you talk dirty to me? Why you make me horny for you? Why are you not having sex with me now? Why?" I asked frustrated, accusing him for everything he did.

"I just wanted to punish you." He smirked.

"Punish me? Why? And, for what?" I am confused and irritated and horny.

"Because you agreed to go, when I denied."

He can't be serious. Is he?

"Are you serious?"

"Yes. Very much." He smirks.

Oh! For fuck's sake

"I can't believe you!" I really can't. "You are crazy and... cruel."

"Whatever! Now sleep like a good fucking girl."

"No." I won't. "I need sex. At least, one orgasm. Please baby." I tried to melt him with a puppy face.

"No."

"Cruel. Monster. Cold hearted." I chided, and moved away from him, and slept facing my back to him. "Asshole."

The next moment I felt his front pressed against my back and his arms wrapped around my waist and he nuzzled in my hair.

"I don't need you. Go away."

He brushed his lips against my ears and whispered, "Liar."

"I am not ly...." My breath hitched, and a soft hum left my mouth when he started to kiss my neck sensually, using his tongue to lick and suck my sensitive skin. And his one hand moved inside my shorts then it passed though my panties and he finally cupped my soaking wet corch throbbing for him.

"Umhm!" I moaned, closing my eyes when his fingers started to play with my folds.

"Always ready for me. Huh?" He taunted against my ear, before biting my earlobe, then suck it.

I hummed softly feeling pleasure. "Fuck. Yes," I moaned throwing my head against his chest, when his two fingers entered inside me and started to fuck me, in slow pace.

"Yes, yes, fuck yes," I couldn't control myself from moaning non-stop when he picked up a slow and deliberate speed.

"You like hard, do you?" He bites my neck, and adds another finger then picks up a fast speed, taking me closer to my orgasm.

"Yes,"

"I know, princess. I know."

His thrusts became harder and harder with each trust, and it went deeper and deeper inside me hitting my G-spot over and over again, until I came around his fingers, crying out loud.

It took me a few minutes to become normal. I looked at him smiling happily.

He finally pulled out his hand covered with my come. My breath hitched I saw, he opened his mouth then sucked his fingers cleaning my come.

"Can't waste it," He winks naughtily making me smile and blush.

It's very rare that I blush. But when I do, it's only in front of him, because of him. His cute and sweet gesture makes me blush.

I kissed his lips passionately telling him how happy I am. "I love you.

"I love you more. Now go change. Then we will sleep." He suggests.

I couldn't agree more. But, I noticed his hard cock standing proudly. "What about him? I should give you a head?" I suggest.

"No need."

My face fell. I wanted to please him too.

He continued, "For now. I'll directly fuck your tight little cunt then ass in the morning. So, get your ass down from the bed and change. So, that we can sleep early, then I can fuck you early in the morning."

I smiled big, and quickly followed what he said. I crawl into bed after five minutes changing my shots and using the washroom then we fall asleep and cuddle. I can't wait for morning to come faster.

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