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So in the eve there is no target for next chapter. I really want to upload two chapters but those who know, they know I belong to bihar and we have our greatest festival going on...chath puja. Which will last till 20th of November.

We all get too excited and busy with our family members and preparations that there is hardly time to breath.

So if there will be any bonus than it will on 21st of November.  And then we will continue as usual.

On peoples demand, here Xavier's pov.

"Ahh, I just got too busy satisfying my wife that I forgot to change..." I said, eyeing my wife who covered herself more as soon as those words left my mouth.

A chuckle left my mouth at her action. Why does she have to be this cute? I shook my head at her, now wondering how she can be this hot to make me almost lose control, and how she can make me admire her in just a snap of a finger!

Walking to her with a small smile, I pressed a small kiss on her temple while murmuring, "Sleep, I'll just come after a shower." I said those words, feeling the hardness down there that was too much to control. I felt a little movement as I said those words. She covered herself more and squeezed herself. A chuckle left my mouth.

Like this is going to save her!

Shooking my head at her once again, I went inside the bathroom. I badly needed a shower. Stripping off my leftover clothes, I stood under the water. Turning the water to cold, off-Fucking-course, I needed a cold shower.

Resting my hand on the wall, I relaxed. Closing my eyes, I imagined the reality I had experienced just a few minutes ago. The way her big breasts were bare in front of me, inviting me to do anything.

The way she moaned, the way she squirmed under me. Oh, her face when she climaxed all over me. It had me completely mesmerized.

I can't wait to make her climax again and again, so I can witness the delightful pleasure displayed on her face. So I can see how her breath hitches when she's near her climax. So I can hear her soft moans that make me hard enough to fuck her again on this very bed, against this very wall, and in this very bathroom.

Fuck! I badly need a cigarette.

Her image is just imprinted in my mind, and I'm afraid that whenever I see her, I won't be able to act normally and won't be able to stop imagining her naked under me, moaning and squirming.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

I clenched my jaw harder; the feeling, the moment was too magical to forget. And for me, it was something I'll never forget. The thing I always imagined was there, in front of my eyes. They were so good, so soft, just like cotton.

At that very moment, I touched them, and I was sure I'd be very obsessed with them. Until the time it's for me to die, I'll want them, as they are my drug! Fuck! I felt my manhood coming to life again. Taking a few deep breaths, I tried to calm myself; otherwise, I know that I'll jump over her and complete what I started.

Stepping out from the shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked out. I took a glance at her; she was now sleeping, lost in her dreams. But what caught my attention was the swell of her breasts, which was showing from the sheet.

My jaw hardened, and my eyes darkened at the sight. The urge to attack her empowered me, and I felt myself getting hard again. I took a deep breath once more. My fists clenched, and in that moment, I remembered how I was touching her down there. She felt so soft and warm; I wondered how my dick would feel around her warmth.

Ahh!

Groaning at my perpetually horny mind, I walked to the balcony. Taking a cigarette out, I started to smoke. I know she doesn't like it when I smoke, so I always try not to do it in front of her. Taking the cigarette between my fingers, I pulled it up to my lips and took a drag.

As the smoke entered my system, I felt myself relax. The sensual tension was still present, the urge to devour her whole was driving me crazy, but now my system felt numb.

Taking another drag, I stubbed the cigarette butt on the balcony railing and stared at the dark sky. Today, when I saw her reading that book, a part of me burned with jealousy, thinking that she was probably admiring a man who wasn't me, someone who must be doing exactly what i want to do to her with his women. But another part of me got excited at the thought of her reaction when she finds out what I'll be doing to her soon.

Both parts of my brain compelled me to do what I did. I didn't want her to read and imagine when her own husband was ready to do all sorts of things to her. And I did.

The moment I touched her with the intention of doing something dirty today, crossing the boundaries a little, I felt like I was in heaven. Her scent, her moans, her cries, they all gave me the pleasure I desired. Her desperate state, when she begged me to finish what I started, was when her beauty peaked.

And in that moment, I fell for her over and over again.

Wearing my boxers, which I really didn't want to, I climbed onto the bed next to her. I gathered her in my arms and rested my head on my personal pillow, feeling visibly relaxed. Her warmth enveloped me, and her cologne filled my nostrils. Kissing her chest, I relaxed even more when I felt her arms wrap around me. A small smile appeared on my lips whenever she unknowingly did something like this.

Snuggling closer to her, I closed my eyes. Although I was close to her, lying on her half-naked body, I was hard again. All I wanted was to bury myself in her, but I knew I had to wait.

Wait until the meeting.

Sighing at myself, I murmured, "I can't wait to make you mine, kitten," and welcomed sleep.
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"Xavi, will you give me your ice cream?" I asked.

"Here, take it," Xavi said, patting my head. My 9-year-old self felt so happy at that. We then started walking around his car, with him holding my tiny hand in his big one. As we walked, I saw a couple crossing us, holding hands just like we were. I looked up at Xavi, who now had a scary smile on his face.

I tugged on his t-shirt to get his attention. He looked down at me and raised one eyebrow.

"Who are they?" I pointed towards the couple. He looked at them, frowned, and then smiled as he said, "They are a married couple."

He opened the car door for me and made sure I was safely buckled in before walking to his side. But my mind was still on the couple, and then I noticed the man opening the door for the woman too.

Does that mean Xavi and I are a married couple too?

Unable to hold my curiosity, I looked at Xavi and asked, "Are we a married couple too, Xavi?"

Hearing me, he laughed, which made me frown. He then shifted a little and asked why I said that, still laughing a little.

When I told him, he laughed even more and said, "Not everyone who walks holding hands and opens doors for the lady are married. They can be friends too. They can be siblings too."

He looked ahead, and for a minute, I stayed silent. After thinking a lot, I asked, "But Xavi, if we aren't a married couple, not siblings, and not friends, then who are we?"

He frowned and then flicked my nose, saying, "You are my kitten, my little baby."

I laughed at the ticklish feeling he left on my nose

"And you?" I asked.

"You tell me, who am I to you?" he replied, sounding playful.

His question got me so engrossed that I started thinking deeply. Without much hesitation, I decided that he could only be one thing. With a big smile on my face, I exclaimed,

"You are my superhero, Xavi!"

I opened my eyes with a jerk as the flashback of our old days hit me. I smiled, remembering how sweet my Xavi was.

I roamed my eyes around to see where he was, as I didn't feel any weight on my chest when I woke up. I saw him shouting at someone while his phone was attached to his ear.

"Get it done at any fucking cost! I don't care what the fuck I have to lose because of it!"

He shouted and threw the phone on the sofa, making me flinch. As soon as I flinched, he looked at me and his face, which was looking tense and hard, went soft and relaxed.

Like a bee attracted to a flower, he came near me and without any warning, kissed me hard.

Sucking my lips, he grabbed my hair and pulled it backwards. The kiss was short but intense. As he pulled back, he looked deep into my eyes while I took a few breaths.

"Kitten?"

"Hmm?"

"At the party, did you take something?"

I looked up at him, only to see his face looking very serious. I licked my now dry lips and nodded.

"Who gave you that drink?"

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