****Can be read as a general fiction. If you want an arrange marriage tale with humor, emotions and love, hop in right away****
Love is supposed to be a beautiful feeling, and that's doesn't stick true only to romantic love. Every kind of love, frie...
Note : I know I am late, but that's because I have no idea what crap chapter I finally wrote. I know it's not what you guys were expecting per se, but it's the maximum I could go to. There is no graphic description, but mentions here and there, so I recommend only 18+ readers to go ahead. Also I am sorry in advance, because I am absolutely not confident about this chapter or what I have written. But against hope, i am hoping you will enjoy! And also, Happy friendship day, fam! 💜❤️
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~True intimacy is a state when nothing exists between two people; no space, no inhibitions and no lies. - Ranata Suzuki~
The early morning sunrays reflected through the huge glass window panes and fell directly on Nandini's face, who was sleeping towards the window. She squirmed and moved, trying to dodge the light but failed, eventually needing to open her eyes. Sitting up, she yawned as she squinted to see the windows curtains wide open and the last night hit her in a splash. Instinctively her head turned to have a look at Manik, who was sleeping soundly beside her, on his stomach. He had made a mesh of his hands over the pillow and was resting his head over it, his long and messy hair falling all over his forehead. She couldn't help but smile dreamily at the deliciousness of the man sleeping inches away from her, bare bodied.
Bending a little, Nandini picked up Manik's discarded shirt from the floor to wear. Tip toeing, she reached the window and closed the curtains and then turned to again have a look at Manik who was still in deep sleep. Unconsciously, her eyes travelled to the mess they had created in the room. The glass bowl of ice cream and the spoons were splattered around, the besheet was lying in a heap on one side and the cover sheets were pooled on the ground in another corner. Biting her lip, her eyes watched the stains of ice cream all over the curtains and that, coupled with the sexy man lying in her bed, uninhibited, only tightened a knot in the pit of her stomach.
Red hue crept all over her cheeks, her ears pink as the memories began to play in front of her. She could not even think they could ever do all that, they had done the last night. It was something more then just love making, it was tease, passion, emotion and hunger all served in one. Her mind went back to the restaurant last night, when Manik had thrilled her with his one sentence.
"What? I thought it would be better if you had your dessert while I had mine!", Manik's voice made her snap at him, and she found his miscevious eyes looking right back at her. Finding her so still, Manik leaned in to whisper in her ears.
"You know I am a private man, I like to eat what is mine in privacy, but if you want otherwise, just let me know", he whispered in her ears, rubbing his nose slightly over her cheek and before she could even react to his sentence, she sucked in a deep breath at his lips kissing right at her nape.
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Her eyes went wide at the touch, and she tilted her neck to glare at her dear husband who was having the time of his life at her cost, watching her shivering and fumbling at his public display of affection. But what Manik always forgot was Nandini never left a game unfinished, she would never loose without a try. So he was more than shocked when she abruptly turned, gripped his collors, pulled him in and kissed him on his lips, in front of everyone present in the restaurant, including the waitor standing in front of them with their order, and she kissed him enough to smear his lips and surrounding skin with her lipstick.
