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𝐕𝐢𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐱 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢
She is soft-spoken; he is hardened. She is ice; he is fire. She is sweet; he is fierce. She is kind; he is arrogant. She embodies peaceful beauty, while he...
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Next morning:
Third Person's Pov:-
Sun is peeking through window disturbing the sleep of couple who are sleeping peacefully cuddling each other after their passionate night.
Viaanshi's sleep was disturbed because of sunlight so she hid her face more in shreyansh's naked chest and tighten her hold around his torso.
Feeling Movement his sleep got broke so he open his eyes to see the most beautiful view, his wife who is snuggling to him like a koala.
He put her hair strand behind her hair and started caressing her cheeks with his thumb his eyes move towards her exposed neck and shoulder as she was not wearing anything underneath and her cleavage was also visible in front of his eyes.
His eyes fall on hickeys on her neck and cleavage which he had given her last night he started caressing her hickey with his thumb, feeling ticklish her sleep got disturbed.
Frown formed on her forehead. She snuggled more into him and said in her sleepy voice
"Don't disturb me "
He tightened his hold around her and a smile formed on his lips remembering last night moments.
He moved his hands more down from her shoulder to her waist ,there came her soft skin under his hands.
Viaanshi's Pov:-
The warm morning sunlight woke me up gently from a deep sleep.
When I opened my eyes slowly, I saw my husband looking at me intensely from above.
His tanned face showed an expression of strong desire as he gazed at my body lying in bed.
A feeling of anticipation spread through me as we looked into each other's eyes.
In a deep, rough voice that never failed to make my insides turn to liquid fire.
"Good morning, beautiful."
Before I could response, he ducked his head to trail scorching, open mouthed kisses along the slender column of my throat.
My breath hitched as he nipped at the sensitive juncture of my neck and shoulder, each touch of his full lips like a brand against my feverish skin.
"S-Shrey..." I stammered breathlessly, my hands fisting in the sheets as need coiled through me in dizzying waves.
He chuckled darkly against my thundering pulse, the sound utterly sinful.
"Something wrong, wife?"
The endearment dripped from his tongue like velvet sin.
My mouth went dry as he molded the hard planes of his body more firmly against mine, allowing me to feel every rigid inch of his arousal grinding deliciously against my aching core.
