Published on 18th August 2021.

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I can't believe there are 106 votes on the last chapter!

♡ Sapphire moonlight

We danced for hours in the sand

Tequila sunrise

Her body fit right in my hands ♡

- S H R U T I -

"Are you planning to sleep here?" After hearing Rishabh's voice, I leaned my head up to see him. I was literally sleeping while dancing!

But yeah, it was comfortable.

"No. It's too cold here." I said as the chilled wind touched my bare arms. What the hell was I even thinking before wearing sleeveless blouse today?

"Let's go in." He mumbled and I nodded before walking in. "You want to eat something?" He asked as we descended the stairs and I shook my head in negative.

We stepped inside the room and before I could switch all the lights on, he pinned me on the wall in a blink. What the hell is wrong with him?!

"What-"

"Shh..."

He pressed his lips on my head and I looked up to see him. As he trailed his lips down to mine, I gazed his actions while keeping my eyes wide open.

He pulled my upper lips with delicacy, as if I was a fragile flower while his hands cupped my face. Just when I closed my eyes, his arms gripped my hips and I felt myself being raised up from the ground. Before I could sense what was happening, he shut me up by placing his lips on mine.

Going through a aggressive kiss, he threw me on the bed. I opened my eyes and saw Rishabh, who was in the process of hovering over me.

I guess, my husband has gone crazy!

As I felt his moist lips on my neck, I clutched the fabric of his shirt in my hands and tried wrapping my legs around him, but failed because of the saree I wore. He leaned up, rubbed his nose against mine and stayed there for minutes before taking me in a soft kiss.

It grew hungrier with time and I found myself feeling short of breath. It felt as if oxygen stopped flowing in my arteries. Raising my hands, I pressed his chest and pushed him off me to catch my breath.

That was intense!

I turned my head to my right and saw Rishabh lying on his back. I hope he isn't angry.

"Is everything fine?" He asked and I nodded while blinking my eyes.

"I couldn't breathe."

He must've been thinking that I'm such a weak fellow!

But it wasn't my fault.

The weather is cold.

"Are you alright now?" He asked and I answered in positive. Although I was fine now, the tight-fit blouse I wore -which became tighter after lying on the bed- wasn't allowing me to breath properly. I turned my eyes to the ceiling fan and gazed it for God knows how many minutes!

When I felt a big bug moving on my neck, I rotated my eyeballs sidewards and saw Rishabh's head settled in the crook of my neck. His right arm sat on my belly, rested there for a minute and swayed the saree off my waist.

The warmth of his palm was satisfying!

I placed my hand above his' and smiled as he peppered kisses on my jaw. "Ri... Rish.."

"Hmm?" He brushed his lips against my skin while his hand roamed around my waist, busy in creating patterns. I took a deep breath and was about to turn to him but he hovered over me, caging me between him and the bed. "I think we can do this, right?" He asked as one of his arms travelled around the sides of my body, tracing my curves.

As an answer, I slithered my arms around his neck and pulled him closer by his head. "I think, yes." I said and he smiled before pulling me in a long energy-and-oxygen-draining kiss. He shove his tongue in my mouth and I moved my fingers in his locks, gripping his hairs for support.

I pray he doesn't turn bald by the time we finish our deed!

He moved lower, trailing his lips down my chest and tried searching for God knows what. "Where are the hooks?"

"At back." I murmured and he leaned up. Holding me by my arms, he turned me around with a jerk, making me lie on my back. "What are you doing?!" I yelled as his arms roamed around my back.

"You clearly know what I'm doing." He shut me up and took infinite minutes, just to unhook the piece of cloth. He's crazy! In the meantime, I closed my eyes, in hope to get a short nap.

As I felt myself being turned and my back touching the mattress, I opened my eyes and saw Rishabh unbuttoning his shirt. His shirt touched the floor while his mouth met mine in a hurry.

When I felt his hands slipping inside my blouse through the sides, I raised up and helped him remove it off my body. He was about to throw it off but couldn't as it was pinned with the saree.

Seeing his frustrated look, I sighed and spoke, "I think I need to get up." He nodded and helped me to stand. I worked on the numerous safety pins, kept them on a table and sighed. He walked towards me and instead of unwrapping the saree, he tried pulling it down with the underskirt, but failed.

"Why is this so... I never knew removing a saree could be so hard!"

"It's as hard as wearing it. But, wait, you helped me to wear the saree."

"I know how to wear it, not vice-versa." He said and I nodded while unwrapping it bit by bit. As my clothes met the rug, he pulled me onto him with a jerk and his hands settled on my butt. When his mouth met mine, my arms found their way to his bare chest.

Before I could notice, the purple bra was off my chest and was now hung on my arms. All thanks to Rishabh! I pulled my hands off him and threw the bra God knows where. He picked me up in bridal style and placed me in the middle of bed before coming over me.

Inspite the weather being way too cold, my body was emitting as much heat as sun!

"Shruti..." He pressed his nose against my chest and dragged it down before calling my name.

"Hmm?"

"Did I ever tell you that you smell incredible?" His tongue wrapped around my left nipple and I felt my breath stopping. I shut my eyes tightly while feeling different sensations evoking in my body.

His hand went between my things, slowly stroking my throbbing core above the piece of cloth and I gasped. After peppering enough kisses on my chest, he pulled his mouth back and I opened my eyes to see where he was.

My eyes fell on his naked chest, which was too hot to resist. As my gaze went to his hands, which were busy in unbuttoning his pants, I turned my gaze to the other side and shut my eyes.

Although I had no problem in looking at him -I was more than happy to do it- he would've felt too awkward and shy to feel my eyes on him. Really? Maybe.

In an instant he removed my underwear, parted my legs and caressed my inner thighs. As I felt his warm breath on my private parts, I opened my eyes and called him out, "Rish... Rishabh?"

"Hmm?" His mouth touched my sex as he hummed.

"You... You don't have to do this." I spoke in contradiction to my thoughts. I wanted this, so hard, but it was okay. Actually, it wasn't.

He raised his head up and his eyes met mine. "Shh... I want to do this." He again leaned down and flickered my clitoris with his thumb. Feeling his tongue on my folds, I clutched the bedsheet in my hand and shut my eyes tightly.

God!

I had no idea about this coming, but thanks to myself that I had shaved down there today!

I tried to stop myself from moaning, but damn, the feeling in my lower abdomen which made me feel as if I was about to reach the heaven made me do otherwise.

His finger went inside my wet track and I increased my pressure on the bedsheet. It was way too good than what I could do to myself! He increased the pace of his fingers and I felt my heart beating eratically. Hope no-one disturbs us like the last time!

"Is it good or should I go faster?"

Who the hell asks this to their partner on first time?

What could I even answer?!

"Shruti?"

"Hmm... Go on." I panted as he slowly added one more finger in work. Till the date, I couldn't handle more than two fingers of mine, which are ofcourse way too smaller than him. Although I felt sore, it was satisfying!

He rubbed my clit with his thumb and I groaned as I felt tight knots forming in my abdomen and cramps reaching my legs. Just one more warm touch of his tongue on my core and I was done.

In hope to cope up with the after-effects, I kept my eyes shut until I felt my heartbeat going to normal. That was the best I've ever experienced. But what could I even experience when I had just me for myself?

I opened my eyes saw the packet in his hands.

That was fast!

My gaze travelled down and I gulped hard on my saliva. That was big! I mean, after all the ones I've seen in videos, his erection was surely big and uncircumcised. But, it was not the problem. The main problem was girth. Length could be held back, but girth couldn't, there's no way!

He took the packet towards his mouth, kept it between his teeth and tore it while looking straight into my eyes. Please don't look at me like that! Just when he was about to use it, his gaze went downwards and he frowned.

I followed his gaze and what I saw was unbelievable.

Did he just-

Did he tear the condom while tearing the packet?!

Who in this world could do something like this?

One and only, Rishabh.

I tried, I really tried so hard to control myself from laughing, but the thing he did was too funny. My hand went around my stomach as I laughed whole-heartedly. When I observed that it was just my voice audible in our room, I shut my mouth and looked up to see him.

He narrowed his eyes and discarded the unused rubber on the floor. "You don't need to laugh. It was just a mistake."

"Sorry." I said and he nodded. He leaned towards the drawers beside his side of the bed and took out another packet of condom. How many packets did he actually hide there?

While he was busy in wearing it, I turned my gaze away from him. As I felt him leaning towards me, I turned my eyes to him and held my breath when his forehead touched mine.

I can't breathe!

He brushed his lips on my cheeks, slowly dragging it all the way to the side of my lip. He tapped my forehead with his index finger and asked me in his way too sexy voice, "Breathe." Releasing the breath I was holding for a long time, I looked into his eyes and saw him gazing me intensely.

I guess I shouldn't have laughed.

"Shruti?" He called my name and I hummed, "We are not going to stop now. I you want to, you can tell me now." He looked straight into my eyes for any hesitation and smiled when he found none. "We can take that as a yes."

After seeing him smiling, I couldn't help but smile myself and gawk at him. I slithered my arms around his neck and made him lean towards me. My mouth met his and I pulled him closer by hovering my arms around his back.

Before he could pull back from the kiss and lean up, I stopped him. "What's the matter?"

"Go slow. I mean....." I stopped when I couldn't form any words to speak. He raised his brows and shook his head, asking me to speak further. "It's my first time, so....." I looked up and saw him gazing me with a look that I couldn't interpret.

Happiness?

Anger?

Sadness?

Out of a sudden, he pecked my lips and smiled. "Don't worry." After seeing his smile, my mood lightened and I felt light, although I saw scared for the upcoming experience. Some say first times are beautiful, while some say it's horrible!

He told me not to worry, but guess what, there was everything I had to worry about. Just the first stroke and I felt my outer skin tearing up.

It was damn painful!

"Rishabh! Stop!" I yelled and he said sorry before trying to pull himself out. "Wait! Don't move!" I shouted and held his arms to stop him.

Although it was too painful to continue -I actually wanted to run away- the situation was either do or die. If not today, it would happen someday later.

After spending minutes of waiting for the pain to subside, I opened my eyes and asked him to continue. He was gentle, but nothing could've covered the fact that it pained like hell. It felt as if I was being attacked by something as hot as fire.

I'll kill my sister who told me that sex is always amazing and out of the world!

As numerous strokes made their way, I clutched his back tightly and shut my eyes, trying to forget the pain; whereas he was busy whispering God knows what in my ears. When it finally came to an end, I hugged him closely and kept my eyes closed.

To be honest, except foreplay, there was nothing pleasurable in the sex. It was nothing but endless pain and restlessness!

"Fine?" He got off me and asked. I hummed in a tired voice and shivered as the cold air striked me. All the heat was now over! Before I could do anything, he got up and pulled me up in his arms.

I opened my eyes in an instant and looked at him, who was on the way to stand on floor. As he took a step ahead, I widened my eyes. "Where are we going?"

"Bathroom."

"I can walk." I mumbled and he shook his head in disbelief. He took another step ahead and I kept my hand on his chest, signing him to stop. "Like this?" I pointed towards our naked forms.

I was extremely tired to feel any type of shame.

Gripping his shirt with his toes, he picked it off the floor and threw it in contrast to the gravity. I caught it with my hands and he signed me to wear it. Instead of wearing it, I kept it over me to cover myself. When I saw him walking not towards the bathroom but the door of our room, I widened my eyes.

"Bathroom is that way." I pointed towards our bathroom and he shook his head.

"You want to use the bathtub?"

"We don't have one in our room, do we?"

"It's down, in Radhika's room. You can have a relaxing bath." He said and I nodded. Making me sit on a stool, he filled the jacuzzi while I gripped the shirt around me to cover myself from the cold air. "It's done. Should I help you?"

"No, I'll manage."

Before leaving, he gave me a smile and kissed my head. I stood up, tied my hairs in a bun and slowly walked towards the toilet before going to the tub. As I sat inside, the warm water helped me in soothing my muscles. After all the activity which happened in our bedroom a few minutes ago, it was obvious to feel the soreness. But after staying in the lukewarm water, it slowly decreased.

As I heard a knock on the bathroom door, I opened my eyes and saw it opening slightly. Rishabh walked in and hung my towel on the rack. "I've kept your clothes here. If you need anything else, tell me. And, don't stay in water for a long time. It's already late." He said and I shook my head before he left.

He's being a teacher now!

I took a deep breath and walked out to have a warm shower before leaving. Drying myself up, I looked towards the mirror and saw a few faded purple-red marks all over my chest.

This man!

I wore the thick clothes he kept and walked upstairs. As I walked inside our room, my gaze went to the bed, which ofcourse had another bedsheet than the last time.

What was I even thinking then?

It was obvious; no-one's gonna sleep on a dirty bed.

Shooing all the thoughts away, I searched for Rishabh and found him exiting the balcony. He gave me a small smile and I returned him the same. "I... I'll go to bed." I stuttered and rushed to the bed as fast I could.

He too walked towards the bed and I felt the mattress dipping beside me. Although I was tired after all the activity, sleep was far away from me. I turned my eyes to the still ceiling fan and gazed it as if it was the love of my life.

Why was everything getting so awkward?!

When I felt something crawling my arms, I turned my head sidewards and saw Rishabh snuggling close to me. He slipped his hand inside my t-shirt and kissed my forehead before mumbling, "Good night."

"Good night." I whispered and placed my palm over his hand before closing my eyes.

It was a good night in all senses!

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