《My Arranged Shaadi (Complete)》Chapter-20 Your Body On My Body
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I entered the banquet hall. My eyes were roaming all around in search of Paras but he was nowhere to be found. Just then the wife of the host, Mrs. Mehra approached me.
"Oh dear! You look lovely!" Mrs. Mehra chirped.
"Thank you so much Mrs. Mehra! You are looking no less beautiful than a gorgeous queen!" I said. Just then I spotted Paras standing at a distance. He was looking really handsome. His eyes then fell on me and his mouth hung open which made me blush.
"I don't think you are listening to me dear." Mrs. Mehra said while smirking. Oh shit, she caught me staring at him.
"Sorry..." I muttered while still blushing.
"Oh please! Don't be! Go! Your handsome hunk is waiting for you!" She said and gave me a push in his direction. I was walking towards him and he was walking in my direction too.
"Trust me, I want to break the jaws of all those men who're staring at you." He said huskily near my ear as he reached me.
"Well, I also want to rip the throats of those girls who're ogling at you, except me obviously." I said and smirked and he looked clearly amused.
Then we were called for dinner.
Paras suddenly caught my arm and said," Excuse yourself after the main course. The Mehras are famous for serving weird deserts." And I gave him a funny look while he just shrugged.
While we were eating our dinner. Paras suddenly started moving his hand all over my lap and I gave him a death glare.
"What happened wifey?" He asked making an innocent face, catching the attention of a few people.
"Nothing, you're just looking extremely handsome today." I said and pinched his hand and he glared at me in response while I smirked.
Like I was told, I excused myself after the main course. Mrs. Mehra then started introducing me to all the guests. Both of us then settled on one of the tables as we were tired of walking here and there. I was getting really bored as Mrs. Mehra was on a call.
Suddenly my phone buzzed. It was a text from Paras.
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Paras- Can't keep my hands to myself, no matter how hard I'm trying to!
That text made me blush really hard and I looked at Paras who was smirking at me from across the hall. I wanted him so much. What? There's nothing wrong in wanting to have sex with your own husband right? Well, even I can express my desires with lyrics.
Nishtha- Only bought this dress so you could take it off!
Sent.
Oh my god! Was that text too bold??? Did I sound too desperate?? Oh no! I saw two blue ticks on the text that means he had read it. I looked at him and he looked clearly shocked but that expression was soon replaced by a smirk. Just then my phone buzzed with another text.
Paras- So desperate wifey?
I had no smart comeback. I just pretended to ignore him. Mrs. Mehra's call was over too. We were chit chatting when I saw Paras approaching us.
"The party was wonderful Mrs. Mehra. Nishtha, let's leave now." Paras said. Oh my god! I was so embarrassed that I couldn't even look in his eyes. I just looked at the floor to avoid eyes contact.
"O...Okay.." I said and left with him after bidding goodbye to Mrs. Mehra who was looking at us adoringly.
"So did you really mean what you sent on the text?" He suddenly asked while we were walking towards his car. Anyways I came to the venue by a cab.
"Yeah... Is there something wrong in that?" I spatted to avoid the embarrassment I was feeling.
"No, there isn't anything wrong in that babe..." He said and pinned me to the car.
"W...what are you doing?" I asked nervously and he chuckled. He looked so handsome with moonlight shining on his face.
"Don't worry, I'll try my best to wait until we get home." He said and went to the driver's side, not before giving me a peck on the cheek. None of us spoke a single word during the whole ride. He kept stealing glances at me every now and then, but I kept looking out of the window.
The second we entered the apartment, I rushed to our room, grabbed some clothes and went to the bathroom. I wanted to wear something comfy as it would be easier for him to remove my tshirt and shorts than a saree.
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After I was done. I looked in the mirror.
"I'm ready as hell!" I told myself.
As I went out of the bathroom. I saw that Paras had already changed. He looked at me, I guess he was asking for approval. I nodded nervously. The second I nodded, he jumped off the bed, came to me and pinned me to the wall. He then started kissing me hungrily.
My tshirt and shorts were gone in seconds and I was just left with my inner wears on me.His tshirt and shorts were also gone. I couldn't help but stare at his perfect abs but I had to look away when he caught me staring. Oh that damn smirk of his!
"Wait! I wanna tell you something!" I said suddenly breaking the kiss.
"That you're a virgin? Yeah you told that to me on that honeymoon night."He said. What the fuck? He remembered!
"Yeah I remember... nothing happened that night..." He said. And I was somewhat happy, because I want to lose my virginity when I'm fully conscious. I just kissed him again. He then picked me up without breaking the kiss and started walking towards the bed.
I felt as he hit the edge of the bed. We fell on the bed and flipped us and was over me now. I was feeling nervous as hell.
"Are you sure...?" He asked one last time and I nodded. My bra was undone in a go. I was feeling really self conscious therefore I used my hands to cover my boobs. He removed my hands from there and gave me an assuring smile.
He then took off his underwear and wore the condom. When did he even buy one? Anyways, it wasn't the point right now. He started kissing all over my body. And after a while, he subtly removed my underwear.
He started planting butterfly kisses on my breasts but my lack of response made him pinch me on the waist. I winced and he used it as an opportunity to enter his tongue in my mouth.
He was constantly rubbing my inner thighs. The wait was killing me. I had never wanted something that badly like I wanted him right now.
"This is gonna hurt okay..." He said and I wrapped my legs around him, signalling him to go ahead. He then entered me slowly. Damn! It hurt so bad!!! A tear slipped down my eye and he wiped it. He then deepened the kiss.
I didn't want to moan because, I didn't want to look vulnerable. But then, he started sucking my neck. And a moan slipped out of my mouth. I opened my eyes just to find him smirking.
He then re entered me and it hurt really bad again, which caused me to scratch his back. He groaned and bit my earlobe which caused me to moan again.
He then held both of my hands above my head and fastened the pace. I had never felt that kind of pleasure in my entire life. Losing control had never felt so good before.
I could neither scratch his back nor hold the mattress now, all I could do was scream his name. So I did. I didn't know he would be so good.
He then released my hands and my hands immediately went up in his hair. I wasn't feeling the pain anymore, I wasn't even feeling shy anymore. Now, I was meeting every thrust of his with equal enthusiasm.
We both were covered in sweat and I was dead tired. He then pulled out and planted a kiss on my forehead. I wrapped the duvet around me.
It was the best feeling ever. I had never felt so free and loved in my entire life. He was my home, he was the person in whom I found solace.
He then pulled me close nuzzling my neck. He wrapped his arms around me and I held them really tight. This was the best night of my life.
I finally felt that 'do jism ek jaan' thing. (two bodies, one soul)
I was so tired that I immediately fell into a deep slumber in the arms of the love of my life.
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