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"What on earth is in your mind?" She asked him, her heart thudding and breath getting uneven as he put her down. She knew it well. She knew what was in his head. At least had a clue.

"Like you don't know!" He said reaching to her t-shirt's end. In one quick pull, it was over head and out. He pulled her closer his bluish orbs looking right into her chocolaty brown ones that dilated. Her naked form pressing against his cold vest.

She couldn't protest, because she didn't want to. She wanted this. She wanted him so badly. She wanted to give herself to him. She wanted him to devour her. She wanted him to claim her. She wanted Him!

His eyes looking into hers, created magnetism she couldn't name. It was bizarre how, she still felt those things that pull, that spark, that wave just like it was at their first time.

She arched her head and he willingly claimed her lips. Slowly, sensually, his lips moved over hers. His tongue thrusting into the depths of her mouth. She moaned pulling him closer. It was arousing. She could feel goose flesh all over. She was so cold. She wanted not warmth but fire! She craved to be burned.

He kissed gently yet strongly pouring his heart out. He loved her so much. She practically was his breath. He felt her press more into his body. He wrapped his arm around her pulling her closer if that was even possible. She moved with immense force towards him and he now had his back against the glass wall.

She reached the end of his vest and pulled it upwards. He broke apart staring at her. He was freaking turned on when his eyes fell on her eyelashes frantically fluttering and eyes shining in need.

He couldn't tear his gaze away. He wanted his eyes to memorize every minute detail. His wife-his Anika!

She was frustrated at his slow moves. So not like him. She met his eyes to find him staring at her. Her heart sprang up and down. She saw his eyes travel down to her nude form. Her eyes widened as heat moved up to her cheeks. She felt shy under his intense gaze.

He felt blood rushing down south, as his eyes feasted upon her beautiful form. He glanced at her face which was turning scarlet. In another lightning move he pulled down her shorts. She was just in one small piece of cloth before him. His hungry eyes moved all over. 

She couldn't hold herself back. First her need. Second his scrutinizing gaze. The two made her hug him and she began kissing his neck. She didn't care right now, of what he thought. She had never felt this kind of trembling need. Maybe because this time he was slow. She need pace. She needed madness. She freaking needed his wild side. She bit his neck wanting to unleash that beast within him. 

He groaned, pushing her to the opposite wall. His hands pressed her mounds, while his lips kissed her ears. Before she could think she felt droplets over her skin. She shuddered. Sparks – both heated and freezing jolted through her body.

"Aaah!" She moaned in pleasure as his mouth began feasting over her bosom. She dragged her hands to his back and slowly began stroking. Arching herself she encouraged him. Steadily the motion of her fingers got harder and deeper. Just like he loved it.

He moaned frantically reaching her lips and kissing her with urgent fervency. There were his lips on hers, droplets all over her just like his hands. She called out his name. She needed him, urgently, madly.

He pulled apart his hands travelling downwards. He kissed her cleavage, letting his tongue sweep downwards. He was soon kneeling. She gaped, breathless.

Anika had never been okay with oral make out  The idea of mouth on crotch did not go well with her. He always respected it though he still tried to initiate. She would show her discomfort and he'd quit. 

He looked up at her. She didn't protest. She just held his shoulders. He knew it was a green signal. Her hold on his shoulder told him of her uncertainty. 

Almost delicately he let his tongue touch her femininity. She clutched on tighter to his bare shoulders. He kissed her and gently started moving his tongue. Soon enough she was moaning his name.

She threw her head back against the wall, with her hands on his shoulder. The moment the intimate touch happened, her uncertainty peaked. She clenched on to his shoulder. She trusted him. 

But as his mouth began working. The waves of uncertainty were replaced by those of pleasure. She slowly moved his hands to his wet hair. She ruffled his hair her fingers drawing patterns on his head. His moves became wild and she moaned in ecstasy. She moaned his name. She could do it for a life time. 

She found herself soaring through skies of pleasure. The feeling was inexpressible. Suddenly she felt herself reaching him. She gasped his name unsure. 

"Love you!" He said quickly, his voice husky as he licked her.

She stood still letting those droplets trickle down her body. She could hear his audible nonrhythmic breathing. His hands securely holding her thighs. Brief Minutes passed. He slowly rose, looking at her. She looked at him. Shyly she hid her face in his chest. He smiled wrapping his arms around her shoulders. 

"How was that!" He whispered huskily. Slowly his smile turning into a grin.

She simply kissed his shoulder, to give him an answer.

"Anika I need more!" He said drawing patterns on his back, while his other hand turned off the shower.

She looked at him her wet locks sticking to his shoulder. She wasn't ready for pleasuring him the same way! She doubted she could.

Her uncertainties were pushed away when he got his track off with his boxers and lifted her leg wrapping it around his pelvic. Her back was supported by the wall. She readily locked her leg around his waist and began kissing him deeply. 

He moaned in her mouth entering her. She gasped at the reckless thrust. Soon he brought her other leg around his waist. Holding her between himself and the wall he began thrusting into her crazily. She moaned holding on to him tighter. "More!" She moaned. His pride bloomed.

"Name..." He said breathless. "Moan my ...name." He said between his long hard thrusts. She did exactly that. 

"Love you!" She said between her breaths as she felt him empty himself into her. 

"You ....too!" She heard as he nibbled her bare shoulder to keep his sanity.

Slowly he put her down. She was doubtful if she could even stand after that. Luckily enough her feet remembered how to stand. She stared at him and he leaned over her his hand on the glass wall. He turned the shower on. Droplets came down and left but their gazes remain locked. He was glad she didn't shy away. He saw his marks on her shoulder and slowly began caressing it. 

Next the shower gel was in his hands massaging it over her smooth skin.  She went with the flow letting him touch her where he pleased. She was surprised when he placed the shower gel in her hands. She looked at it shyly pouring plentiful in her hand. Steadily, she moved her hands on his chest. Her eyes looked only at the blue oceans he had for eyes. He wanted her to see where her hands were. He wanted her to look at him with lust. But that love she looked at him with won. He did not need anything else. For a minute he was left confused when she hugged him abruptly. Only to realise she was rubbing his back. God she should realize that, it was his undoing. He quickly pulled her hand back to the front. She looked at him baffled. 

"Don't. You don't want another round right here and now!"

She turned crimson, gasping his name. Her hands moving like feathers over his neck. Hurriedly pulled her under the shower before his naive wife pushed him to a point of no return. He was sure if they did it again right there. She wouldn't be able to walk without wincing. Besides he was reminded that he hadn't used protection. How careless could he get around her!

She splashed water over his face giggling. He caught her arm and she parted her lips. Surprised he simply bent down kissing her. He kept it short and pulled back smiling. "Let's walk out before we finish the water in the tank!"

She chuckled walking to pick the towel. He got it before her. She gaped at him. There was a single towel and he took that. He checked her out shamelessly while tying the towel around him. She was embarrassed. "Shivaay?"

"What?" He asked amusingly. Loving her embarrassment.

She turned to quickly walk out and get herself a towel. "Sexy back wifey, still sexy butt!" She gaped turning back. Such a pervert. She walked to him and pulled the towel while keeping her eyes to his. He gasped at the sudden unexpected move. She wrapped the towel around her quickly. Giving him a winning smirk, she began walking out.

"Anika!" He screamed hurriedly trailing her steps. 

She giggled running out carefully. 

That was a task!

Hopefully no major errors.

No update tomorrow. 

Have a Happy Sunday!

-Anami!