SIDHARTH POV

"I can't believe, you can see Sana. I still can't believe." Her father says from the other side, over the phone.

Shehnaaz has been talking with her parents for the last ten minutes. The phone in on speaker. I can hear it from the couch. I'm busy working on my laptop; and she is busy talking with her family after our dinner. She already talked with her emotional mother; who ended up crying in happiness and Shehnaaz was consoling her whole time along with her father. When mummy become unstoppable papa started to talk with her. They both are happy. Both are doing good. Both are emotional messes too. Both means her parents.

"Me too, papa. Me too. But it's true. I will be able to see you again. I'll be able to see mummy. And the whole world." Shehnaaz says the word world eyeing at me, getting emotional a little.

I know she will start crying soon. So I quickly took my laptop and went back to bed. I'll work on bed, sitting beside her. As I sat beside her, I heard his father speaking again; being emotional himself. A little.

"Your mother has been crying for the last one week, in happiness. And, honestly. I don't feel like stopping her either. Because I myself cry along with her. In happiness obviously." Her father says in an emotionally overwhelmed tone.

"Hmm! So, I got cry baby mummy papa." Shehnaaz says.

On it we three laugh a little. Me, papa and mummy. Mummy must be sitting beside papa, hearing their conversation like me.

"Hmm! Even you are a cry baby. You used to cry a lot when you were a kid. I had to do many stupid things to make you smile." Her father says, in happy tone.

"Tell me something." Shehnaaz says getting excited.

"What?" Her father asks in confusion.

Yeah. What?

"How you used to make me smile? I'll ask Sidharth ji to do the same. Whenever I'll cry in future. Or when we will have a baby in future." She says casually, but then blushes in the end when she realizes what she said.

"Hmm? Baby? When I'll be a grandfather, Sana? Make me a grandfather soon." Her father says.

She blush hard.

"Soon papa soon." I say from the side. I smile seeing her flushed face.

"Not soon. It's not even a year of our marriage. No baby now." She says, firmly.

"As you wish. Abhi dono life enjoy karo. Bacche baad mein le lena." Her father says, in happy tone.

"Hmm." She hummed.

"Aur haan Sidharth ji, you should dance or make cute funny faces to make her smile." Her father says, laughing

"Okay papa." I laugh along.

"Bye papa. Take care. Good night." Shehnaaz says to end the conversation.

"Good night. Take care." He cuts the call.

"We won't take baby now." Shehnaaz says again.

"Okay. We won't. But," I kept my laptop aside, and pulled her closer making her sit on my lap.

She grasp. "What are you doing?"

"We won't make the baby," I kiss her cheeks one by one. "But still can do the process." And kiss her forehead. "Using the protection." I kiss her lips briefly.

"We can." She agrees enjoying the pampering by me.

"So, are you in for it?" I again kissed her chubby cheeks. I love her cheeks. It's very soft.

"Yes, I'm all in." She says, smiling shyly.

I move closer to her lips, "Should we do it now?" I ask, and brush my lips against hers.

"Are you asking for my permission? To fuck me?" She asks boldly.

"Umm! Yeah. I am. I am a fucking gentleman baby." I say, kissing her jaw sensually

"Ummhm! Are you sure about that? That you're a fucking gentleman?" She asks, moving her hands over my naked chest. I'm shirtless.

"Yes. Do you have a doubt on it?" I ask, and bites her cheeks one by one.

"Ahh!" She hissed in pain. "I do have doubt. Because, you are not a gentleman." She kisses my neck, "On bed." Again kiss my neck but on a different spot. "But a fucking beast. And a fucking daddy." And kisses my throat ever so gently making me groan in pleasure.

"Fuck. Baby."

"Yes. Fuck me." She says boldly, kissing my jaw softly

I goan, "With pleasure."

Next moment I quickly undressed us. Then, I made her lay down on the mattress and I come over her and kiss her lips briefly then kiss the hell out of her pushing my full length deep inside her. Without any warning. She yells and cries in pain. So, I kiss her lips again, passionately and starts to play with her boobs, my favorite. To divert her mind. Once she got adjusted in my length and cries stopped. I starts to fuck her tight little pussy, showing no fucking mercy on tight little sweet hole. I'm just fucking her hard. With deep and hard and fast thrusts. She is just moaning my name under me, with pleasure.

Soon I felt her walls getting tight around my cock; means she will come soon. But I'm not done with her yet. She called me a fucking beast and daddy. So I'll show her a side of it. Not letting her come now. So, I slowed my speed. She didn't say anything. She is lost in the world called pleasure. But it won't last longer because, I just quickly pulled out my cock fully and moved away from her too.

"What the fuck?" She looks irritated, "Put that into me. Now." Oh! And desperate too.

"Not so soon babe. Not so soon." I say teasing her, making her more irritated.

"Why are you doing this?" She looks frustrated, all ready to slap me or kick on my balls.

"It's your punishment. Plus, I didn't wear any c*ndom. You can get pregnant." I say.

"Then wear a fucking cond*m." She looks desperate. And, I'm loving it. (Evil smirk)

"Let me pamper you a little. Hmm?"

I took her one nipple into my mouth to suck it; and took her other boob into my one hand to play with it. While my other free hand went down and I shoved two fingers deep inside her wet pussy. She grasp then moans loudly in pleasure.

"Ummhm! Sidharth."

I start to pamper her tight sweet hole with my fingers faster and her boobs with my mouth and hand slowly sucking and kneading it.

"Enjoying?" I ask after sometime. I know she is enjoying it.

No response came. So, I harshly bite on her sensitive nipple making her cry.

"Yes." She answered, half moaning half crying.

"Good girl. Always answer to me. Okay?" I say in my dominating voice.

"Okay." She moans.

I left her boobs and went up to her face. I look at her angelic face; which is now mixed with pleasure. Her eyes are closed and she is biting her lips to control her nonstop moans.

I love when she moans. And, I know those moans are not fake. She is not faking her orgasm. Which made me happy and proud of me. That I can pleasure her. I know what can give her pleasure.

Sex is very important in marriage life. If you have a great and active sex life in marriage. Then no one between them will seek pleasure from outside.

Thinking I bites on the sensitive skin near her collarbone. She moans in pleasure again.

"Ummhm! Sidharth. You're so good."

"I know babe."

Honestly, right now, I so wanna tell her to open her eyes and look into my eyes to see; how much I love her? How much do I desire her? How much do I want her? But I can't.

I need to wait for four fucking months for it. I talked with Dr. Edward few days ago. He asked us to come after four fucking months. Because, his schedule is tight. I requested him to do it earlier. Before November 11, Shehnaaz birthday. But he can't reschedule it. I have to wait. We have to wait. But, if she can see after the operation. Then this wait it worth it. Everything is worth it.

I kissed her lips briefly then passionately. We kiss, then break it. We again kiss, then break it to breathe. We kiss again. Then again breaks it. It continues until I feel her sweet hole getting tight around my fingers again. Soon she will come. But I won't let her come around my hand. Because, she will do around my cock. When I'll be inside her. So, I removed my fingers swiftly making her irritated again.

"I'll kick on your balls Sidharth. And I'm serious about it. Now." She is totally frustrated. And I can understand. But..

"That was your punishment babe." I kissed her forehead. "Wait for me." I quickly went to our cupboard. Open it and take out a condom. I walk back to her rip it off with my teeth.

"You look hot doing it." She says.

"How do you know?" I ask, dumping the blue packet into the dustbin in our bedroom.

"I just know." She smiles shyly. "Come fast."

"Getting desperate. Huh?" I tease, getting in bed. And rolled the c*ndom into my cock.

"Very much." She says boldly

I smiled, "Ready for a ride?" I ask her, positioning myself in between her legs.

"For you." She moans, as rubs my cock against her wet pussy.

"Always." She moans smiling, but soon cries as soon as I fully enter inside her suddenly. Unannounced.

And she cursed me for the first time ever, "Fuck you." Crying.

I smiled, "But, I love you. You're the most beautiful woman. You're just made for me. Just for me." I whisper, kissing her forehead letting her give time to get adjust.

"Sorry for that. And, I love you too. Now kiss me." She orders once she gets normal.

So, I kissed her. Then I start to move. In and out. Deep inside her. In a rhyme. Slow then fast. Again slow then fast. Again slow then fast. This cycle continues with each position. All the time I was kissing her or playing with her boobs giving equal attention with either with my mouth or hands. Once I feel us close to our climax. I hold her hips tightly and start giving harder and faster thrust. In a few minutes we climaxed together panting and grasping for air.

"I love you." I came out from her slowly. She winches in pain.

I kissed her forehead; then got down from bed to dump the used condom. First, I cleaned myself then her. I applied some moisturiser on her sore pussy. Then wear our clothes and sleep cuddling. Peacefully.

•••

Next morning

"When are you both going tonight for the party?" Mom asks us on breakfast table.

Today is the day, of that party, Mr. Vardhan and I has thrown together for our business collaboration. I'm little tensed about the fact that I need to take Shehnaaz there as well. There will be many big people from our clothing industry. She can get conscious and nervous around so many people even I being beside her all the time. I have a doubt she will get bored.

I invited papa (Shehnaaz father) too, because he is my another partner. But papa refused to come Mumbai to join the party with mummy (Shehnaaz mother). He said, he is busy with a new project that he signed with a Gujrat based businessman. If he and mummy would have come it would be better for Shehnaaz. She won't be alone then. Because, mom is not gonna go there that's for sure. Means, Shehnaaz has to stick around with me all the time. When I'll be busy talking with people, regarding business. Obviously.

I have another tension. That is Mr. Vardhan. That man is a fucking playboy but act like a gentleman in front of people. Specially with womans. But deep inside he literally eye-rape them. That motherfucker! If he lays his dirty eyes on my woman; it will be his last day on earth then. He better be stay in his fucking lane, if he don't wanna die young.

But, I need to warn Shehnaaz about him before going there too. That if she feels uncomfortable around him, she should better tell me then stay mute thinking he is my business partner and all. Her safety is my main priority than this project. Even if it's a big fucking deal for my company.

"At 7:30. Would you like to join us, Mom?" I ask trying my luck again, if she change her mind for Shehnaaz sake. At least.

"No. You know I get bored there. I used to go with you in the beginning. And, only I know how I used to kill my time there. Playing games in my phone. Sudoku. I love that game." Mom says, with a huge smile.

She used to be a math teacher in a private school. She is good in math. So, is me. I love math. But Shehnaaz hates math. We are opposite here.

"Hmm." I say and got busy eating my breakfast and feeding Shehnaaz too.

"I hate math." Shehnaaz says suddenly

"We know that already." Mom and I say together, laughing.

"Don't make fun of me. I might be weak in math but good in biology." Shehnaaz says.

"No fucking doubt." I whisper, making her blush. She understood my double meaning.

"Why didn't you became a doctor then?" Mom asks her

"Because she hates hospital and doctors." I replied on her behalf, as she was busy chewing food in her mouth.

"Hmm!" Shehnaaz nods.

"Then what do you love Shehnaaz?" Mom ask again.

"Painting. Traveling. Writing. Teaching kids. She loved her previous job." I replied on her behalf again.

"Hmm!" Shehnaaz agrees

"Tu Shehnaaz hai?" Mom asks taunting me.

Shehnaaz giggle.

"No. Mom. I'm Shehnaaz's husband. Her better half. I know her okay." I say with pride.

"Oh!" Mom says, nodding.

"Really?" Shehnaaz says from side.

"Yes. Do you have a doubt about it?" I feel offended somewhere.

"Umm! Can't say it." She says making me shock

"Ask me anything about you then." I say in challenging mood, suddenly to prove her I know her well.

"No need to do it. Eat quietly." Mom says to calm me down. Knowing well I am irritated, and somewhere hurt too.

"No. Mom. Let's do it. Let's play 20 quick questions Shehnaaz." I say firmly. My appetite is long gone now.

"Sidharth ji let it be. I was joking. I wasn't serious at all." Now she understood I'm hurt with her so-called joke.

"Umm-hmm. I'm gonna do it. Now." I say firmly. "Shoot me a question baby." I added.

"Let's do breakfast?" She tried to change the topic.

"I'm already done." I say, and quickly shoved the last bite into her mouth from her plate. "Quickly eat it and ask the questions."

"We.. don't.. need to do it." She says in between chewing her food.

"But I want to." I say being stubborn.

"Sidharth, eat your breakfast. Quietly then play this stupid game. You haven't touched your food yet." Mom scolds me, seeing my untouched plate filled with roti, bhindi ki sabzi and sooji ka halva.

"Eat it Sidharth." Mom says getting angry on me now.

I nod quitely and eat my breakfast in hurry. And I again got scolded by mom for eating fast.

"Eat slowly." She thinks I'll choke on it.

I got slow. Shehnaaz was smiling all the time seeing me getting scolded by mom. I'll punish her this. Tonight.

•••

"Shoot the questions." I ask Shehnaaz once I am done having breakfast.

"Are you serious?" Shehnaaz says in disbelief

"I'm. Now ask the damn questions." I say in irritation.

"Fine. You're so stubborn." She irks too.

"Ask?" I say again.

"What is my favorite colour?"

"Easy pissy. Yellow."

"Correct. What's my favorite Hollywood movie?"

"In romantic. The Notebook."

"Right. My favorite person?"

"Your father. Papa."

"True. My favorite food?"

"Home made food. Specially your mother. Kachori."

"Correct. My dream destination?"

"Umm? Switzerland."

"True." She giggle. "SRK's romantic songs." Giggle. "My favorite lipstick brand?"

"Few. Lakme. MAC and ColourPop. Yeah."

"Perfect. My favorite perfume?"

"Petrichor. The smell of rain."

"Again correct. Bas hogaya. You know everything. You won. Yeahhhh!" She says to end the game.

"Don't cheat. Play honestly." I say.

"Sidharth ji, I know you know everything. Baba." She moves closer to my ear, "You also know my favorite sex position." And moves away from me.

I smirk, "Yeah. I do. The classic Missionary."

She blushed hard.

"What missionary?" Mom asks making us shock.

I totally forgot she is here with us. Fuck! Fuck. Fuck.

"Nothing mom." I say seeing Shehnaaz mortified expression.

"Are you sure?" Mom asks to confirm

"Yah. I'm sure. I won the mission. The game mom." I say trying hard not to panic

"Hmm! Good. I know my son knows everything." She got up to go. "But I guess he doesn't know; I also know and understand everything." Saying she left the dining room in a hurry not before taking a glance at me and Shehnaaz.

Our mouth is wide open in shock. "Fuck!"

"She understood Sidharth ji." Shehnaaz says with a horrific expression.

"Yeah." I admit, feeling mortified.

"I hate you." Saying she started to beat me not playfully but fucking hard.

"It's hurting baby." I stop her, holding her hands tightly.

"You deserve it. You embarrassed me in front of her. I hate you." She says angrily.

"But, ILY." Saying I quickly got up and took her in bridal style and walked towards our bedroom to show her how much I love her in the missionary position.

"What the fuck?" She grasped as I threw her in bed, nicely though.

I locked the door behind and got in bed. And pinned her down on the mattress.

"Not now." She denied knowing the intention of me.

"Why?" I ask

"I need sleep."

"Why?"

"I need to look fresh at the party? Duh?"

"For whom Shehnaaz?" I ask kissing her jaw sensually

"You." She moans

"Correct answer. Do I care if you're looking fresh or not?" I ask, kissing her neck, and massaging her breast.

"No." She moans

"Correct answer babe. Then let me fuck you hard in your favorite position."

"Okay." And, I won again.

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