Ishqiya

5.

Adriti felt as if time had passed in the blink of an eye. It was just yesterday that Samrat proposed to her confessing his feelings and now she was sitting on their marital bed decked up as his bride.

Two months passed in a jiffy, her father was finally able to walk on his feet and so they planned their marriage. In these two months, Samrat made her feel special, they got to know each other and their feelings eventually increased. Both were head over heels for each other.

It was a hell lot of task to convince Samrat's dadi, she was a tough nut to crack. But when he threatened that he would go back to London and never come back and even would remain unmarried forever if not Adriti marrying him. She had to give in to her grandson's demand, for her she couldn't stay away from him. His whole family already knew Adriti and liked her. Sarah was over the moons and made a whole list of all the shenanigans she would do together with Adriti.

And today finally she became Mrs Adriti Samrat Maheshwari from Ms Adriti Gupta. She remembered how in the police station she had said the same words, claiming herself as his wife. She almost laughed at the memory, but alas fate had something different planned for them and destiny played its cards. And now they were tied in the bond of marriage.

"kya soch rhi ho biwi?", the voice of Samrat brought her out of her thoughts.

He sat in his wedding sherwani in front of her. Staring at her with heart eyes. His gaze was intense yet soft holding her in a captive spell. She blushed with the intensity and lowered her head.

"Arre itna sharmaogi toh kaise chalega?", he teased lifting her chin with his index finger

Their eyes locked in a strong eye contact. Samrat stared at his bride with love. For him, she was the most beautiful creation of God. Red suited her the most, especially the shade on her cheeks and knowing that he was the reason for, it made him feel proud.

His gaze shifted from her eyes to her lips and he gulped. "May I?", he asked, the urge to feel those soft tempting lips increasing with a passing second.

Adriti was hell-scared but he made her feel safe and protected, she softly blinked her luscious thick eyelashes. And he wasted no time in joining their lips.

His lips attached her like an insect sucking on nectar. It started with being soft and slow in the beginning, but when he felt her responding, he kissed her hard increasing the passion. The intensity made her feel lightheaded and suddenly the temperature seemed to rise in the room. She felt hot.

He tilted his head and grabbed her nape pulling her closer, more into himself. She could partially feel their chest touching each other. Her fingers roamed in his hair, pulling and tugging at them.

Butterflies danced in her belly. Samrat lost his control as soon as he felt her lips on his. She was driving him crazy. Her lips fitted perfectly with his, as if pieces of a puzzle. He felt his stomach flip the way her body was pressed against his.

After what felt like an eternity to both, he pulled back breathlessly, resting his forehead on hers, both panting for air.

"oh my god", he gasped, opening his eyes and looking at her closed orbs. "You are fun to kiss", he remarked and her eyes opened looking at him in dazed

Both of their eyes were hooded, with passion oozing from them and he again attached her lips, biting and munching on them as if they were his favourite dessert.

He took her bottom lip between his teeth and nibbled on it while she sucked on his upper lips, tugging at his hair.

Samrat traced his tongue on her lips and swiftly entered inside, his hands now dancing on her naked exposed waist, playing a game of their own.

Adriti felt as if she would pass out any second with the emotions erupting in her system. The need to breathe was long forgotten as he devoured her lips, partially eating her out. His tongue in her mouth, his roaming arms on her exposed waist and their chests against each other made her go crazy. She felt a knot formed in the pit of her stomach and wet down there.

Minutes later Samrat pulled back and looked at her. He softly traced her red and swollen lips with his thumb while she came down from her passion.

Smiling at her he wrapped his arms around her frame, taking her in a hug. He kept his chin on her head and she reciprocated. Both of them basking in their warmth. He lifted his head and looked at her, tenderly kissing her forehead he kissed her eyes, then her nose, and both of the cheeks and then pecked on her lips making her go red once again.

He made his way down and nuzzled his head in the crook of her neck, leaving a lingering kiss there.

"It tickles", she giggled pushing him. But he continued his task and tickled her on her waist.

Her giggles echoed in the room as she tried to free herself, and he stared at her adoringly. He pushed her on the bed and hovered over her caging her in his arms. Her laughter subsided when he stared at her intently, making her go red.

"Shaadi Mubarak ho Mrs Adriti Samrat Maheshwari", he whispered tucking the loose strands of her hair behind her ear. "aapko bhi Mr Samrat Maheshwari", she whispered back kissing his forehead lovingly

"Let's sleep", he said and lay comfortably beside her. "Let's sleep matlab? Aapko kuch karna nhi hai?", she questioned looking at him with wide eyes

It was their wedding night, they were supposed to consummate. Right?
Her mind ran in all directions, imagining all the possibilities of him not doing anything. Yeh, mujhse it a jaldi hi bore go gye? Ha maana ki shaadi me base sab mard nasal jaate hai per yeh tho has much ghante hi tho hue hai? Kahi inhi meh toh koi dikkat nhi?

Samrat stared at his wife in shock who was now busy in her thoughts, thinking hard about something. It was already different for him to keep his hands to himself, and her inviting him or hinting about the thing was making him harder. He just wished that he wouldn't need to roam with blue balls because his super sweet and innocent wife was looking hot as fuck with her red lips and just the way she was biting them, deeply engrossed in her thoughts.

"don't exhaust this pretty brain of yours much, let's just sleep for now. We're just too tired and exhausted to do anything now. And about the deed we'll do it on our honeymoon, abhi ke apne dimag ko thoda aaram do biwi! ", he said and scooted closer to her gathering her in his arms.

She blushed hard at the mention of their honeymoon but eventually wrapped her hands around him. Both of them drift into dreamland, cuddling each other.