Published on 14th February 2022.

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SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD

Here you go with another chapter in Rishi's POV.

Enjoy reading and don't forget to comment your thoughts.

♡ But don't ask me to be righteous

If you practice what you teach

Counting all your blessings

The second you're down on your knees ♡

– R I S H A B H –

"What's wrong with this man?"

"He lost his job. Be easy on him." I patted her back and she nodded, smuggling close to me. The man in movie lost his job and was venting his anger out on alcohol. Not a good thing to do, but it was a scripted movie.

My arms were wrapped around her and a blanket covered us, saving us from cold weather. Room heater was on to keep the room warmer. Relaxing on a holiday felt good and it was needed for our well-being.

It was weekend and ma and papa were out as expected. It was good; they were free from responsibilities and had full right to enjoy their lives on traveling. They never told us where they went to. The only thing I know is that they prepare trips consecutively. On the first week, it's ma who plans everything and dad does it in next week.

When I heard a strange sound being emitted out of Shruti's stomach, I turned my head towards her. Her face was flushed and she looked everywhere but me.

"You're hungry?"

"Hmm... I'll go and cook something." She spoke and stood up to leave. I switched the television off and followed her to the kitchen to provide some help if I could. "What are you doing here?"

"Helping you. I'm still eager to learn cooking."

"As you wish." She opened the door of cupboard towards her right and pulled out the container of poha. "Wash them. But only for a few seconds. Don't keep them in water for too long." I nodded and proceeded to do as she directed. Meanwhile, she cut vegetables and added oil to pan.

"Is it fine?" I showed her the condition of poha and she smiled. I sighed in content and kept the bowl on slab.

Atleast I excelled in something!

While she sautéed vegetables in pan, I stood behind her and kept my chin on her shoulder to see the progress of our food. As she added poha to the pan, I slipped my hand inside her shirt, making her giggle.

"Rishi, let me cook!"

"I'm not stopping you." She tried to pull my hand off her waist and I groaned, "Your waist is too soft. But if I had a choice, I wouldn't be touching your belly."

"Really? You..." She elbowed me in the stomach and I faked a shout. "Don't touch me!"

"I apologise. What I mean to say is that if my belly was anywhere near to yours, I would've been happy by hugging it all the day. But it's not possible." I said and she let out a sarcastic laugh.

As veggies got mixed with poha, my lips grazed the skin of her neck. Slowly carrying my mouth up to her ears, I stuck my tongue out and sucked her earlobe. It was a few seconds later she gripped my hand which rested over her waist.

"Rishi..."

"Hmm?"

She turned the knob of stove off and covered the pan with lid. When she turned around, I quickly picked her up and placed her on the slab. It barely took me a second to stick my mouth with hers. She knew how much I needed her and didn't waste a second before reciprocating the kiss.

It had been more than two weeks we had actually done something productive. For the first few days I was out for work related to business. When I came back her menstruation kicked up. I mean, it was hard to go from the stage of atleast three times sex a day to nothing for weeks.

When we felt short of breath, we pulled our heads back to calm ourselves. I latched my mouth on her again, which only resulted in me being pushed back by her. "Rishabh, atleast let me breath!"

Paying no heed to the intensity of her voice but at the same time concerning over her words, I placed a kiss in the crook of her neck and moved it up to her jaw. I knew what effect my wet kisses had on her.

I kept my hands on her thighs and stretched her legs wide open. Gripping her hips, I pulled her close to me to show her what she did to me. Our bodies touched each other just at the right places.

I fondled her breasts while peppering kisses down to her chest. As I nuzzled my nose in her cleavage, I heard her moan in a muffled voice. "No need to hold your voice. No-one's at home." I mumbled against her skin and felt her fingers going through my locks.

My fingers crawled down to her inner thighs and cupped her sex over layers of clothes. "Rishi!"

"Do you like it?"

"Hmm... Y... Yes."

I wasted no time in removing her pyjamas off her legs. As my fingers touched her wet panties, she shuddered and leaned her head back. I took them off too and pecked her lips before bending down on my knees to take her to heaven.

Gifting slow kisses in her inner thighs, I placed my mouth on her lips and she moaned. As my tongue came into work and licked her slowly, her moans turned louder. Her fingers went between my hairs and pulled them strongly.

Was she planning to turn me bald?

I thrusted my finger inside her while sucking her off. She moved her hips forward and pushed herself into my mouth. As I added another finger, she wrapped her legs around my neck. I appreciated the responsiveness she held.

Just when I added the third finger to turn her ready for what we were going to do in a few moments, she shouted. I instantly stood up and cupped her face, "Are you fine Shruti? Did I hurt you?"

"It pained a little. I guess, it's been a long time, so...."

"Shall we stop?"

No.

Please say no.

"No! I mean, we can go slow." I nodded at her words and kissed her deeply before leaning down. I loved going down on her. She tasted great. If I had a choice, I would've never left the chance to taste her all the three-hundred-and-sixty-five days of year. But that wasn't practically possible.

I nuzzled my nose in her folds and licked her wetness. I slipped my finger in her wet track and circled my thumb over her clit at the same time. At this moment it was just the sound of her heavy breaths and moans which filled the silence of our room. No, we were in kitchen. It was our first escapade out of our bedroom and the thrill turned me on even more.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her breath became uneven as she came. I firmly held her trembling thighs and licked her off clean. When she was over the fever, I stood up and placed a light kiss on her lips. "I'll serve the dinner."

Feeding her empty stomach was my first priority; everything else could wait. Delaying for five minutes wasn't a huge deal when we had already waited for half-a-month. It was another thing that we couldn't keep our hands off each other all this time.

I quickly washed my hands, wiped them and took the lid off pan. As the aroma of poha reached my nostrils, my mind calmed.

When I felt no motion from her side, I turned to see what she was up to. She was sitting on the slab, still naked from lower half. I immediately picked her clothes and walked to her.

"Hey! Why didn't you wear them? You'll catch cold." I sat down and slipped her panties through her legs. As I made her wear her pyjamas, she held my hands and pulled me up to her level.

"Why did you stop?"

"Let's eat the dinner before it turns cold." I said and she frowned, "As for your concern, this wasn't the end. Don't worry, I'm not gonna leave you tonight. Consider this time as a dinner break." I winked and saw red hues appearing on her face.

"Rishabh!"

"It's Rishi for you." I stepped back from her and served the dinner in two plates. Garnishing the dish as she instructed me the last time, I put a spoon in each and carried them to dining table. "Shruti, my stomach is grumbling. If you don't come here in thirty seconds, I'll finish both the plates!"

Before I could reach till the count of ten, she ran out and sat on one of the chairs. "I'm here." She stuck her tongue out and dug a spoonful of poha inside her mouth. She moaned and took another spoon of her food, "It's tastes great."

If she moans one more time, I swear I would take her right here!

"It does, but not the way you do." I spoke and she coughed at the double meaning of my words.

"Rishi..." She whined loudly, with blush adoring her face and I laughed.

"I mean to say our dinner tastes good. Why wouldn't it, when I helped you?"

"Very funny!"

I filled the spoon with poha again and was about to dig it inside my mouth when I felt a touch on my groin. I looked down and saw her toe tempting me in the worst possible ways. Only I knew how I stopped myself from pounding upon her all this time, just to feed her stomach. But she took it as her responsibility to tease me.

She was going to be a death of mine!

"Shruti!"

"Hmm?"

"What are you doing?"

"What am I doing?" She shook her head in question and continued eating the dinner.

"Nothing."

I quickly finished my plate clean and palmed my cheeks, settling my elbows on the table, just to wait for her to complete the dinner. Just when her plate became empty, I snatched it from her and ran to the kitchen. Washing all the utensils as fast as I can, I wiped my hands and saw Shruti leaning on the wall of entrance of kitchen.

"Thank you for doing them."

"Anything for you. But, you need to return the favour." I smiled mischievously. A shy smile crept on her face as she nodded. I wasted no time in picking her up and ran to the stairs.

"Rishi, slow down! You'll trip and make me fall too." I paid no attention to her words and increased my speed to reach our room. "I can't trust you with my weight. You're already old."

Thirty is old?

"Let's reach the room, I'll tell you how old I am. No, I'll show you."

"We'll see."

"Yup, we'll see." I spoke as I kicked the door open.