Riddhima's insides shivered as she glanced herself in the mirror.......

The possibility of her ending up sore and unable to walk seem to increase thousand folds as her orbs graced the piece of cloth adoring her body......

There was no way her husband's wasn't gonna tear this thing off her and have his way....repeatedly....roughly....

The thought itself was enough to make her core throb in need as her nipple hardened against the fabric.....

Maybe this was a bad idea.....

Seducing a man , who gets turned on just by seeing her breath, was like walking into the lion's den and presenting yourself on the platter.......

But.....

It would be worth it right???

Seeing him beg for the merest of touch....

Seeing him all cuffed and at her mercy.....

Seeing him crawl his way to her...obeying all her commands like a good daddy......

Damn it.......

What was wrong with her?????

Was she really imagining all that and that too in a trial room....

Something must really be off with her functioning circuits..........

"Riddhu....are you done???"

Sejal voice broke her out of the revive as she hurriedly slipped inside her floral knee length frock and walked out of the trial room towards the counter to pay for the surprise that might turn out to be a shock for her husband........

Fingers crossed

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"Hey sweetheart...."

Riddhima's heart thudded as her husband's warm body engulfed her from behind, placing a long, wet, open mouth kissed over her sweet spot, making her toes curl

She had been standing in the kitchen making the icing for chocolate cake she had been baking , although her mind was hazy with the thoughts of what she was about to do with her mafia tonight........

And before she could know it....she was lifted off the ground and placed onto the kitchen counter as her husband stood between her legs....

"Vanshh..."

She squeezed her thighs shut, in an attempt to push him away, because she knew for a fact that her husband's hand would most certainly find their way up her thighs to her undergarments, to rip them apart...and that would do nothing but spill water over her surprise......

"I didn't even do anything yet sweetheart and you're already on the verge of moaning....."

His smirk sending several jolts to her weeping cunt, as she tried detaching herself from him, only to fail miserably as her husband engulfed her in his embrace even tighter.......

"What are you wearing sweetheart????"

Her breath hitched as the question.....

Did she knew about the thing she had bought for him???

Damn....how???

But the look on his face made her sigh in relief.....

He wasn't aware.....

It was his usual routine question

This man was a pervert....and a big one at that.....

He was hell bent on knowing exactly what she had been wearing under her clothes all the damn times....

Sometimes he made her spill it out of from her mouth

And rather frequently.....undressed her to find out himself.........

"Sweetheart...here your husband is craving for your undivided attention and you're day dreaming....."

He complained like a child, making her roll her eyes, which did nothing but hardened his jaw as his neck veins popped out

"Did you just roll your eyes at me???"

His voice dark and husky making her breath hitch.....

"OPEN YOUR MOUTH...."

He commanded.....as he dipped his fingers into the chocolate icing and forwarded it towards her mouth.....

"SUCK"

Obliging by his demand, she opened her mouth to suck him off....correction....suck his fingers off....as he looked on with hooded eyes......

This wasn't going as per plan at all....

She was supposed to be the one to seduce him....not the other way round

And just as his fingers curled around the hem of her frock, ready to rip it apart...the microwave dinged loudly, breaking their stupor.......

THANK GOODNESS...........

To be continued:

Precap: daddy don't know mommy's getting hot....