'Breakfast on me.
I'm cooking.
Come quickly.'

Sanyukta picked up the note which was kept on his side of the bed. A sweet smile formed on her lips after reading the note but it was soon replaced by a curious expression.

What is Randhir up to. Sanyukta thought. A man who don't take a glass of water by himself was going to cook. That sound interesting. She smirked.

Postponing all her morning services for later, Sanyukta was about to go out when she remembered that she was still naked under that sheet and a her clothes must be scattered, she don't know where.

A blush crept over her cheeks remembering last night incident. After Randhir's confession what started just as a normal kiss did not end up as anything normal. On their first night he was slow and gentle but last night he had all together some different level of energy making her go wild with him.

She never knew that she was capable of all this. This man brings out the different sides of her which she herself was unaware of.

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"OK. Puree is ready, now what?" Randhir asked Vidhushi who was on the other side of the video call. It was seven in the morning when Randhir called Vidhushi and disturbed her oh so good morning slumber, as said by Vidhushi herself, to know how to Cook red sauce pasta. Italian her favourite.

At first, when Randhir told her about his plan Vidhushi had a good fifteen minutes laugh. Her brother was going to cook, that was something beyond her imagination. Randhir in kitchen, the image was only worth a laugh. He has been to kitchen but just to romance his wife.

"Mm.. Yeah.." Randhir voice  brought back Vidhushi to earth out from her dreamland. "So now pour this puree in the pan with rest of the ingredients and stir it for a while and than put the boiled pasta in the too and let it cook for 5-10 minutes." Vidhushi yawned as she finished giving the instruction. It was now almost 8 in the morning. It took them nearly an hour to make. Randhir was hard student but a quick learner. He wanted it to be perfect.

"That's it?" He asked.
"Yup. I hope it taste good. I was a good teacher. Let's see how good my student was." Vidhushi chuckled.

"I hope she likes it." He said.
"She will." Vidhushi assured him with a smile. "You have made it. She will surely like it."

"You never looked so happy Randhir." She said.
"She makes me happy."
"I can see that. So when you both are coming?"
"Tomorrow evening. Will be leaving this place by tomorrow morning."
"Ask Sanyukta to contact me when you both will reach Mumbai."
"Anything important?"
"Girls talk you see." She winked.
"By no means you are going to discuss what we have done here with Sanyukta." Vidhushi simply shrugged in response.

"Where is Parth?" Randhir asked to divert the topic.  His sister discussing their private moment with his wife. The image was uncomfortable for a brother.
"His is in the room, sleeping on that comfortable bed where I could had been sleeping too huggi.."
"Got it." Randhir interrupted her. "I'm not interested in your bedroom story." He shook his head.

"Your pasta is done." Vidhushi told him.
"Finally." Randhir sighed in relief.

"So my work is done now. Bye. I need more sleep."
"Bye and thank you."
"Anytime dear brother." With this Randhir disconnected the call.

Randhir took out the pasta in the plate when he heard soft footsteps approaching the kitchen.

"So what is in the breakfast, Mr chef?" She chuckled standing on the opposite side of the kitchen counter.

As she entered the kitchen area, she saw him working with full concentration on the plate in front of him. The whole kitchen including him looked like mess with food scattered all over the area, including him. Seeing him like this, a warm and tingling feeling captured her heart. All his efforts are for her. Only her.

"Nothing special..." Randhir smiled walking towards her with two plates in his hand. "But it's your favourite. Pasta."

As soon as his eyes landed on her, his breath got stuck in his lungs. He didn't saw how was she dressed up until he was standing in front of her. He was too busy making her breakfast perfect.

She was only in one of his T-shirt and boxers. Her hair were tied in a messy ponytail with few strands covering her face and the exposed part of her neck clearly show the marks which scream she belongs to him. Her long slender legs were in full display, making his morning difficult.

Sanyukta smirked as she saw him checking her out. Thank god the courage she had build up to wear this didn't went in waste. His expression clearly told, it didn't went in trash. In fact he looked smitten, making Sanyukta more confident with her moves.

She would give him credit for not looking himself bad either but then the thing was when does he look bad? She guess never. He was simply dressed in a yellow T-shirt and track pant with few spots of red sauce in his tee yet is looked manageable enough to make her weak on knees.

But, but this time she will not be the one getting weak it has to be the other way round. Oh! Boy, she thought. This man is digging out a totally different side of her which she even don't know existed in her. She never thought she will be the one seducing her husband.

"Pasta.." She smiled thus breaking her own chain of thoughts and making Randhir land back to the earth. "It's looks yummy. I hope it taste yummy too." She giggled taking one of the plate from his hand and keeping it on the dining table nearby and sat on the chair.

"Fingers crossed." He winked taking a seat next to her and composing her not so sober morning thoughts.

"Mm.." She moaned in delight as took a bite from her plate. "It's nice."
"Is it really nice or you are just saying to make me happy?" He asked raising his brow. He seriously doubt his cooking skills. He never in his entire life has put butter on a bread and there was he now cooking pasta for her. It can't be mouth watering for the first time.

"Taste it yourself." She said shoving a bite in his mouth. Chewing the pasta, he agreed it wasn't as bad as he thought it will be. He was really underestimating his talent.

"It is quite OK." He agreed.
"Good for a first timer." Sanyukta said.

"Uhmm.." She again moaned as those warm cheese melted in her mouth.
"Princess, stop doing that." He warned her. Already he was having hard time In controlling his desires and these moans of her was not helping him either.

"What am I doing Randhir?" She asked innocently but only she knew how big she was smirking from inside.
"Stop moaning, if you don't want me to take you right here." His voice was hoarse.

Calm down Randhir. He kept on repeating to himself. We have a long day to go, plans to accomplish, things to do. He kept on reminding himself the reasons that why he should not throw her over his shoulder and go back to their room where he can make love to her until  both of them are satisfied, that will be never.

"Like this?" She smirked as the tip of her tongue licked  the sauce from her lower lips making a sweet moan escape from her sexy mouth.

"Fuck this food." He said getting up pushing the plate aside he pulled her from her seat and soon she was on his shoulder.
"And I thought you were gonna fuck me." She chuckled making herself comfortable. If he was planning to walk like this until they reach their room, with she on his shoulder, then she should make her ride comfortable.

"That sound harsh. Rephrase it baby, say I'm gonna make love with you." He said adjusting his hands so that he can have proper grip on her. She could feel his hands touching her butt making her feel ecstatic.

"Oh! So we are using sophisticated words now." She giggled.
"Shut up." He smacked her butt. "Or else this floor looks more tempting then our bed right now."

Reaching the bedroom Randhir threw her on the bed and hovered over her after taking off his shirt.

"Randhir put on the curtains." Sanyukta blushed indicating the glass window.
"You are feeling shy?" He asked in a amused tone. Damn how much he love this woman. A minute back she was all bold and now again she is acting all shy. He love this about her.

"Don't worry Sanyukta.. This is a private place. Remember." He said placing soft kisses on her neck.
"Still Randhir." She moaned wrapping her arms around him. "Put on the curtains. For me." She said.

"Just for you." He smiled getting up from her to put the curtains.
"Thank you."

"Princess.." He called pulling of her shirt. "Always remember.. With you it's not about sex. It is about everything." He said kissing her forehead and then claiming her lips.

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