His lips curled up, without his own knowledge....he was SMILING....watching her admire the dancing doll he had gifted her just moments back as a token of his apology

He wasn't someone to apologise....heck he never did....
But her ignorance, those innocent eyes staring at him with nothing but accusations that she did inform him of the intruder with intentions to harm her and he shrugged it off, haunted his dreams for days....

He couldn't take it.....he wanted her back in her original form...the wild kitten who was ready all the damn time to scratch him and give it back to him like a pro......

And if that meant for THE GREAT VANSH RAI SINGHANIA to say the five words syllable...S O R R Y

HE WOULD DO IT.......

"Thank u...par mujhe yeh nahi chahye..."

Her voice brought his out of his dreamland as he saw her placing the graceful dancing doll back onto the decorated table...

To say he was disappointed would be the least.....

He had bought this for her with soo much love...and she loved it....heck she was giving her most precious and beautiful smile eying his gift, the smile that held the power to melt his stone heart, then what happened all of a sudden.....

In a attempt to stop her from going away, his had intended to get a hold of her arm, but what he had not intended was to unhook the one of few strings holding her blouse in place, sending her in a panic mode in an instant.....

To say his breath hitched would be the understatement of the year....

Her beautiful slender milky back, with the multiple moles scattered along its length were enough to take his breath away......

His palms tingled, eager to have a skin on skin contact with her bare back....making his breath accelerate

Oh did he mention how damn beautiful she looked in this white saree with that silver waist chain, which made him soo damn jealous by the way it hung close to her skin near her waist, the place where he wanted his palms or better lips and tongue to wander......

She looked nothing less than a goddess apsara, an angel, made solely for this devil, to salivate, cherish and not to forget......... to fuck hard

Shocked at his sudden move, she turned around panicked, immediately plastering her bare back to the marbled floor, hissing slightly at its coldness as she stared at her husband with wide eyes...

"Iam...iam sorry..."

He mumbled, sweat beads glistened at his forehead...

"I didn't mean that....woh....galti se ho gaya..."

He attempted to explain, not wanting her to have any wrong idea about him....

"Riddhima...main...main kar deta hoon...."

He offered, holding his breath all this while

"Nahi...main...main kar loon ge..."

One look at her small petite arms and he knew she wouldn't be able to do it alone.....but she was way too stubborn to ask for help...wasn't she....

"Riddhima....main apni ankhein band kar leta hoon....I promise main kch nhi dekhoon ga..."

It wasn't that he hadn't seen it all before she had decided to turn around...but nonetheless...just to assure her...he closed his eyes and waited for her permission....

"Jab ghoom jao toh bata dena...."

Licking her lips, clearly nervous at the encounter, she didn't even realise where the trust came from as she turned around, scooping her hair to one side, tilting her head a bit to glance at his face, as she mumbled slowly.....

"Ghoom gye..."

Placing his palms at her shoulders, tracking his way down her bare skin, making her shiver at the contact, he momentarily held back a wild groan realising his wife wasn't wearing any bra underneath......

She didn't seem to like that undergarment much, because most of the time she would prefer to finish her look without it, preferring padded blouses over the strapped garment.....but the case was all different at night times when she would love to tease him...UNKNOWINGLY......

Oh the visuals of her stiffed buds, playing peek a boo with him through her silk white gown all through the night were etched in his memory rent free.....

Made him wonder if the case was same with her panties, which was enough to turn his hard as a rock...if he wasn't before

And the fact that her wife just accidentally brushed her ass against his rock hard member, gasping at the contact, was enough to turn his head hazy with need.....

Turning around in an instant, unconsciously unhooking the already tied string that he had held in his hand by mistake, making her blouse loosen on her chest even further......

Feeling an intense gaze upon himself, vansh slowly opened his eyes, to come face to face with the beautiful sight of his wife...breathing heavily

Her beautiful chest rising and failing at a rhythmic rate, making his insides clench.....

Her eyes seemed to be misted with the same need as his, as he took a step forward, expecting her to take a step back, which never happened, as he raised his hand up to cup her face as his fingers slowly caressed her cheeks lovingly.....

"Riddhima...."

Her voice almost felt like a prayer from his beautiful lips, as she stared at him with hooded eyes, begging him to take her....

"Riddhima...."

He called out for her once again...

"Do you want me???"

He questioned...his heart shutting down for a minute....fearing her reaction.....

His pupils dilated as she nodded her head in positive....but he didn't wanted to misinterpret any of it....

"Words sweetheart...words.....
Do you want me???"

"Yes...."

Came her prompt reply, making his heart explode, as she lurched forward, eager to place her lips over his only to be stopped by his firm grip over the back of her neck....

"Yes what sweetheart???"

"Vansh...."

She almost cried out.....

"I want you....."

She finally confessed, only to have her lips sealed by his honey ones....

And in that moment the moon and the stars knew....

It was going to be a long beautiful night....