Every woman wants to hear how much her man loves and appreciates her. It's not any physical trait that made her beautiful, but the love of someone special, that made her feel beautiful. She was exactly going through these emotions. It was probably the first time in her life, when she was feeling herself beautiful and special. It was actually the very first time, when she knew what it mean of being loved passionately, and how someone's love could create a huge difference in one's life overnight.

Naina Maheshwari sitting on the small table before dressing mirror, but neck deep drowned in a deep whirlpool of emotions. "Naina tumhari aakhe bhut jyada khubsurat hai... Sabse alag Sabse Masoom....",She applied kajal in her honey colour eyes, when a faint murmur came in her ears  and her hands shivered feeling the soft touch of his lips on her eyes. She instantly closed her eyes trying to keep the distracting images away, breathed heavily and cornering her eyes looked at him, he was sleeping peacefully, exhaling a long breath she slapped her forehead as a punishment of daydreaming.

She lifted the lipbalm but blushed to the deepest scarlet recollecting his ministrations on the corners of her lips. Never for once he asked for a kiss on lips, but every touch of his lips left the both craving for a more intimate touch. Never for the once he touched her lips, but she could still feel his scents lingering on her every breath. Squinted her eyes she again looking at him and this time her gaze zeroed on his lips, and she couldn't understand how, but with a deep breath her lips parted at her own and she bit her lower lip in anticipation. "ouch... Kya kar rahi hai Naina...", With a faint whimper she whispered to herself and touched the bit of her lip.

She parted her silky locks in three parts to quill them into a braid, but he came again to play with her senses,"ummm... Naina... Baal kholo Naa, mujhe tumhare khule Baal bhut pasand hai...", groaning and whining he demanded in her dreams even and the hairs slipped from her fingers. "Naina tu pagal ho gyi hai...", murmuring to herself, she declared and got up to leave, quickly clutching her hairs in a low pony. She got up and brushed her dress with hands and her eyes fell on her image in mirror. She smiled amused on his indescribable love for pink colour in her dresses. Intentionally or coincidentally he choosen every dress with a touch of pink, whether some designs, prints, patterns, embroidery, dupatta, or anything but almost her every dress had a tinge of pink, like the one she had Chosen for the day was of powder blue and a off-white checked kurti with a intricate pattern of embroidery of three shades of pink and a contrast matching dupatta of blush pink colour. She looked at herself in mirror and mumbled seeing her glowing pink cheeks now,"unhe ye pink bhi bhut pasand hai..." Smiling and blushing at her own she left for kitchen shaking her head in disbelief of her own madness of last one hour. "God... Naina, kitni der kar di... Aj sab kaam me der ho jayegi...",she again mumbled giving a final look to him and herself before leaving the room.

It's almost half an hour before, when she entered in the room again, but frowned seeing him in bed still in sleep. For once her heart pounded thinking that he might caught cold or fever. "Kahi tabiyat to...", thinking quite audibly, she fasten her steps and checked his temperature keeping her palm on his head and sighed a relief sensing him normal. Looking at the clock, she extended her hand to wake him, but seeing his adorably childlish charming and peaceful smile her facial expressions softened immediately and she pulled back her hand. She sat on the side table and balanced her elbow on her knees and her face on her knuckles. A smile automatically curved on her lips seeing his silky hairs scattered over his forehead and like a small kid he was sleeping on his stomach clutching a pillow tightly to himself. Suddenly she frowned and making a face, she extended her hand to give him a waking jolt, but couldn't, as had no heart to break his beautiful dream.

The tick tock hands of wall clock again compelled her to strengthen herself to bring him back from his dreamland and she careressed his head and stroked her long fingers in his silky locks brushing back his fallen hairs from forehead. Her freshly bathed lilies scents mixed with her very own intoxicated feels, her soft touch, the melodious crinkles of bangles made his smile widened in sleep even and he turned to face her, but eyes were closed till. Understanding his awareness she softly called,"suniye... Uthne ka time ho gya hai... Uth jaiye ab..."

"Uhu... Nhi uthna...",he made a cute pout and whined like a school going kid.

"Uthiye Naa...",she ruffled his hairs.

"Nhi naa.... Aao tum bhi so jao...",he shifted to make space for her and tugged her hand.

Quickly grabbing the headrest, she controlled the pull and instead of falling on him, just sat near the pillow and said,"q... Mai q chahiye... Hai Naa aapka pillow... Usi Ko pakad ke soiye..."

"God... How can someone be jealous of an innocent pillow...",he frowned and smiled and swiftly shifted his head from pillow to her lap and said holding her waist,"isiliye to kah rha hu ki tum aa jao..."

His sleepy intoxicated deep voice made her shiver immediately. She looked at his face in her lap. It seemed like his hairs and her hand had its own unique language of understanding, as she didn't  know exactly when her hand slipped in his hairs at its own and her fingers moved. She was looking at him, suddenly he moved his head to find a proper angle and his hairs tickled on her thigh, though over the layers of cloths, but she could feel the silky ticklish glide on thighs. She felt her breaths heavier, her heart hammered and a knot forming in lower belly. Suddenly he turned and kept his hand just above her knee and his thumb moved in circular motion. She felt butterflies fluttered their wings in her stomach and the knot got tighten. The familiar movement of his thumb brought back the moment of morning when she woke up and found his hand on her waist beneath the top. She moved to slipped out from his hold, but bending his fingers he tighten the hold and his thumb encircled her belly button. She squeezed her eyes, bit her lip to hold back any voice and inhaled sharply then and now too. But the difference was only that, this time he was awaken, though not opened his eyes but reading and knowing her reactions very well. He opened his eyes and looked at the colourful Rangoli on her face. His smirk and intense dark eyes, her cheeks flamed up instantly. Blinking her eyes she looked out of the window, most probably to check the possible reason of the sudden rise of temperature. She felt the heat forming from his eyes and ready to consume her. He raised his hand to touch the game of colours of her cheek. He lifted his head and balanced himself on his elbow and looked her instinctively parted lips interestingly. His eyes fixed on her lips making her difficult to breath even. Her breaths came in form of gasps and her lips quivered. He knew his effect on her, but enjoyed it every time like first-time. He smiled and softly touched her cheeks.

Though he lifted his head from her lap only for a moment, but gathering herself and finding the right moment she got up from the bed quickly and somehow stammered,"coffee... Mai aapki coffee lati hu..."

"Nhi chahiye tumhari coffee....", seeing her slipping off, he was grumpy at his best, and jerking his head he replied sitting and stomping his feet on bed.

She sensed his cranky mood instantly and asked softly picking up his thrown off blanket,"kya hua hai... Q nhi uthna... Der ho jayegi... Office nhi jana kya..."

He shook his head in no quickly and she smiled looking at him. With puffed mouth and messy hairs he was looking like a school kid making excuses to take a leave from school. Smiling she completed her task of folding the blanket and asked keeping it in bed box,"par q... Kis Khushi me..."

"Hamari shadi ki khushi me...",he smiled cheekily.

She looked at him as if he suddenly grown up horns and replied shaking her head in disbelief,"shadi... Aapko nhi lagta chhutti lene ke liye ye thoda purana bahana hai... Ab to anniversary bhi ho gyi... Aapne hi manayi thi, remember...",she raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms on her chest.

He smiled on her authoritative gesture and smiled on the series of happenings of this morning. Well, this was rare, no infact the rarest coz happened once in a blue moon, when Sameer Maheshwari woke up with all the morning blues and reluctant to get back on work, and this was also rare as happened once in a decade, when someone woke him up with such softness and pampered him, infact he had no memories of such a beautiful morning apart from some, when nanu came to his room to woke him up. And then this bickering, this was happening for the first time in his life. He smiled thinking all this, and the reason of all the changes, that was only one, only her. Yes, she was the one, his angel, his pari, soft and delicate but firm and strong too. He was smitten by her innocence, mesmerised by her beauty and now her love had started to create a huge difference in his life already. She was adult, but the cute innocence of her face still made her a adolescent. He recalled the moments when he was closer to her, though everytime he felt her like a flower bud and ready to bloom. But everytime it was her innocence that helped him to keep a check on his desires coz not wanted to shock her even after finding her sensually and passionately responsive. Suddenly his eyes fell on her and he jerked off every thought from his mind coz knew that past didn't matter anymore, future he couldn't decide, but the present was everything and in the present moment his angel was before him, looking at him lovingly and babying him cutely. His eyes shone with a sudden mischief and he grinned.

He was in his thoughts and she was looking at his changing expressions and frowning. But before she could understand anything, taking long strides he neared her and pulled her strongly clutching her waist. She gasped and squeezing her eyes hold his t-shirt tightly.

"Acha shadi nhi... Par pyyaaaar ki khushi me to.... ",His voice echoed and she felt every pore of her skin colouring in hue of pink.

"Aap bhi Naa...", blushing she wriggled and tried to escape, but his hold tightened making her struggle failed and he added,"ek good morning kiss to... ",He leaned on her side, his hands moved from his waist upwards tracing the feminine arch of her spine. Gasping she looked in his eyes, she could clearly see something shifting, the mischiefs fading and the passion taking place in his dark brown orbs. Leaning slowly he kept his warm lips on her plump soft cheeks. A soft kiss burnt her whole being, yet she yearned, yearned for everything he wanted to give, she ached for more, and arched to demand. Grasping his shoulder, she tiptoed and tilted her head to give him whole access. Her hands moved on his shoulders and drowned in his hairs as she bunched up them and moaned deeply. His hands moved gathering her closest and his lips traced her jawline and moved to explore some more skin on neck, he placed open mouth kisses on her shoulder and neck.

He was intoxicated and she was his drug. A drug needed to keep him intoxicated for the whole life or a drug to keep him sane for whole day. And She felt again the rush of helplessness, the sinking yielding, the surging tide of warmth that left her limp. He bent back her head across his arm and kissed her, softly at first, and then with a swift gradation of intensity that made her cling to him as the only solid thing in a dizzy swaying world. Her knees turned wobbly and she knew that he would never let her fall. His ultra soft and agonizing slow passion, making her feel every wild sensation of her own body that she never knew. She didn't know what was he doing to her, quenching his thirst or heating her up to the extreme level possible. But she felt that the heat of his insatiably hungry and delicious kisses would parch her to a level that she would burst in the tiniest molecules of desires. She knew that he was the only who would hide her in himself to save from this sweet assault. Her hands moved and clinging on his shoulders she hide herself in him like always. God knows for how much time they stood lost in each other, when the shrill sound of phone brought both of them in present.

He was so reluctant to pick up the phone and infact not wanted to let her go too. But she pushed him for phone and with a sweet smile and deeply blushing cheeks left to bring his coffee.

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"What the hell... Kya karte ho tum sab..",he said loudly in response of something that the caller said.

"Shut up Saxena.... Stop giving me lame excuses... I want everyone in my office... You just call everyone in my office in a hour and ask Nisha to keep everything ready...",he yelled and almost threw the receiver on set, not at all interested in reply.

The coffee mug clanked in tray as she shivered badly seeing him yelling so angrily. Just ten minutes back he was in all loving mood, showering her with all the love of his heart, and now uncontrollably shouting on someone. A scare ran down in her spine and she gasped, though he was neither angry at her, nor shouting at her, but seeing his red shot angry eyes she trembled badly. The crinkle of coffee mug awared him about her presence and he looked at her, but didn't guess anything about her condition. Just looked at her, pulled his towel and entered in washroom saying,"coffee ka time nhi hai Naina... Mujhe bas abhi nikalna hoga... Kamal ko bolo gadi nikale...",he entered in washroom in a jiffy, assigning her a task of informing his driver.

It took her some moments to calm herself down and as the sanity came back, she ran coz knew that after coffee he was gonna skip his breakfast too, and she could never let this happen.

First she asked Radhe to pass his message to driver and then to cut fruits for him. She quickly asked Kanchan di to make kachoris as she already kept all the preparations done, and she herself  kept a vessel on burner to prepare seasoning for dhokla which she already kept ready for seasoning. After get the seasoning done she boiled water to soak nuts. And
asking Radhe to make some fresh fruit juice and peel the soaked nuts, and Kanchan di to get the tiffin box ready, she quickly grabbed a paper, scribbled something on that and packed that with tiffin. Handing over the tiffin box to his driver Kamal with some instructions, she was before him on time with a glass of juice and nuts.

"Breakfast ka time nhi hai Naina... Mujhe abhi nikalna hai...",he said as if informing her.

"Mujhe pta hai... Ye breakfast nhi hai, par ghar se khali pet to nhi jate naa... Isiliye ye bas... Thoda sa kha lijiye please...", Naina replied sweetly, but seemed like he was in no mood of listen even, and without giving a reply he lifted his bag to leave. But before he could leave, she moved and stood before him. He looked at her and muttering a bye tried to get away from side, but quick enough she moved and stood before him again.

"Naina... Please...",if he was not yelling then not so soft and loving too. And again tried to move from side.

She shivered on his stern tone, but she was stubborn enough to block his way again. With lowered eyes and a slight trembling tray in hands, she was before him all quiet but firm. He exhaled loudly and gulped some nuts down and took some sips of juice and left with long strides. And Naina disbelievingly looked at the mess he created in such a less time. His wet towel on bed irritated her, almost half of the clothes of his cupboard were scattered in the whole room mocking on her, and the discarded night suit thrown away carelessly made her hand palmed herself,"aane do aj wapas... Sham Ko batati hu....",the hidden wife's traits came in fore suddenly.

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The air of office was already thick and tensed. As it was a bit early than usual time, only some people were around. A pin drop silence prevailed as soon he entered in office. He moved in his cabin and throwing the bag aside, summoned Nisha, roaring like an angry lion. After asking some questions about the matter, he assigned her some tasks. And after getting knew that it would take some time to concern person to reach, he sat down in his chair to read all necessary papers.

"Sir... Ye aapke liye.... Umm... madam ne bheja hai...",it was just ten minutes passed, when Nisha kept the tiffin box on his table and muttered quickly before that he threw the box out.

"Naina ne... Par kaise...",he thought but audibly.

"Sir, madam ne Kamal ko de diya tha... Usne mujhe lakar diya, aur madam ka call aaya tha ki jab thoda time hai to aapko de du.... Ummm, Abhi Saxena sir aur unki team ke aane me time hai, to agar aap pehle ye....",she replied with a little tremor of his outburst. But quite surprising for her he just nodded to her and ask her to leave.

Once again he left speechless on her silent loving gesture. He looked at the tiffin, and delicious smell made his stomach grumbled as level of hunger multiplied by thousands. With a sigh he kept the file and opened the box settling on the couch comfortably. The pink note fell down and an automatic smile bloomed on his lips.

"Mana ki gusse me aap bhut ache lagte hain, par mujhe aapki pyari si smile hi jyada pasand hai... Waise bhi nanaji kehte hai ki shant dimag se liye gye faisle hi Sahi hote hai , Naa ki gusse me liye huye...

Aur haa, kisi bhi baat ka gussa khane pr to bilkul nhi nikalna chahiye... Aap ne hi kha tha yaad hai...

Kha lijiye please, warna bekar me bhukh ka gussa sab par nikalte rahenge..."

He smiled and hide his face in his hands with still had the note. He exhaled a deep breathe recalling the moment before leaving the house. A sudden realisation of his misdirected anger dawned like a explosion near his ear,"shit... Ye kya Kiya maine... Thik se use bye bhi nhi bola... God, ek hug to karna chahiye tha... Aahh, sameer, you can't be more idiotic ever again...", He muttered in mortification and thinking something he first asked Nisha to send Kamal back to home, so that she could go college by car. But only sending the car was not enough, he dialled to listen her sweet voice,"hello... Hello Naina..."

His calm voice reached like a fresh breathing air to her ears and sweetly she replied, conveniently forgetting every ounce of her angst,"haa Mai Naina... Kya hua kuch bhul Gaye kya..."

"Nhi, bhula nhi... Wo... Bas tumhe thank you kehna tha... Aur sorry bhi...",he completed after a little pause.

"Kya sorry aur thankyou... Par uski kya jarurt hai... Bhul Gaye aapne hi kha tha, no sorry no thankyou...",she softly tried to brush away his apprehensions.

"Nhi, Naina... Jo bhi tha,  mujhe... Mujhe subah waise behave nhi karna chahiye tha... I am so sorry sweetheart...",the sorry couldn't be more sweet, more loving.

"Acha koi baat nhi... Abhi breakfast kar lijiye, aur fr kaam kariye...", exhaling she accepted his sorry knowing he would not let it go easily.

"Tum kya kar rahi ho... College kitni der me nikalogi...",he asked softly.

"Wo jo room aap itne ache se faila kar gaye the Naa... ",At last the wife said from inside keeping her hand on waist.

"Shit...", muttering a curse, he caught his tongue between teeth,"Naina wo... Mai wo..."

"Kya Mai wo... Mai wo... Ab iske liye sorry ya thank you nhi boliyega, warna raat Ko lauki ki sabzi banaungi... chaliye ab rakhti hu, college ka time ho rha hai...",she teased him making some faces.

"Hmm.... Car bhej di hai, bas phuchti hi hogi, usi se Jana...",he informed and she hummed in response and he added,"Naina.... I love you so much... bye",he didn't wait for reply as knew that she would hung up blushing cutely.

Smiling she hang up and looked at the receiver thinking that why couldn't she admitted that she was waiting for this call only.

With every bite he was realising his every feeling in a new light. He knew now that she was the only anchor of his disoriented shores of anger. In his anger, only nanu held that place, that only he could talk to him and calm him down, but now amused to see that slowly she had already made her own place that she could make him smile in his extreme hot headed condition. He now realised that she was truly his angel, his guiding light, who had that magic wand that had enough power to enlighten his path in utter state of misguidance and heal his every wound with its utter care and love.

His employees looked shockingly at their young hot blooded boss all smiling and calmed. Some of them silently sent prayers to the almighty to give happiness to the person who did this magic.

Nisha looked him with wide eyes when instead of yelling and firing the concern team, he just asked them some simple questions and let them go with some instructions, though strict ones but very less considering his history of anger. But probably she was the only one person in the whole staff who could guess the exact reason for the change. The empty tiffin box and the pink note was enough in their own to narrate the whole story. Though she didn't meet Naina personally but just saw her in party and talked to her sometimes, and already impressed with her but now very well aware that her boss was not only madly in love with partner of his life, but she was capable enough to uphold him in every up and down.

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He looped his hands around her shoulders as soon as entered in the home in night. It was a little bit late from his usual time, but considering his busy schedule for the whole day seemed fine. He had a very busy and tiring day, but her serene beauty and cute smile felt like the balmy breeze on his every tiring ache.

"Aap fresh ho jaiye, Mai snacks lati hu... Coffee to lenge naa aap...",as soon he found her alone, just pulled her and almost crushed her in his arms. Like a fresh bout of air his hug soothed her aching heart too. His arms were like life support system for her and since morning she was craving for him badly, and now it felt like home, it was like raining on a long parched area of land. Her heart was craving for love since forever and now he was showering her with his unconditional, unaltered and unlimited love, and like the most thirsty person she wanted to drench her every pore in his love till satiation.

"Nhi Naina... Coffee nhi, sidha dinner hi karunga... Abhi mujhe kuch... Wo... Actually....",he wanted to but couldn't say that he had some office work to do, as very well aware of her need for himself, and how much she wanted him all for herself only, after office hours at least, just like him. But he had some really urgent work to do, but didn't know how to tell this to her and now he was fumbling on words.

She looked at his hesitation, tried to decipher and thinking something she asked,"office ka kaam hai kuch... Yhi kehna hai naa..." He hummed only in response, not sure of her response but a bit surprised on her exact deciphering.

"To kar lijiye... Isme itna sochna q hai...",she sweetly replied to his every unasked question.

"Haa... Kar lu... Matlab tumhe koi bhi problem nahi... tum gussa nhi karogi...",he was more shocked than surprised.

"Nhi..",she shook her head and added,"aap kaam khatam kar lijiye... Fr dinner karenge saath me... Tab tak to ho jayega Naa..."she asked for assurance.

"Haa... Tab tak to ho jayega... Lekin tum... Tum thik ho naa...",he was not sure though and asked softly cupping her face. She just hummed and nodded as reply. Though her smile was assuring him but he could see that little yearning in her eyes too. Suddenly felt a little helplessness, as he knew the importance of that incomplete file but understanding her loneliness too.

"Naina... Mai... Mai...",he didn't know what to say, but just wanted to assure her, and smiling she lifted a notebook from table and said,"jaiye aap... Tab tak Mai bhi thodi padhai kar lungi... Don't worry, Mai thik hu..." He knew that he need to do this, but her sweet words brushed away his apprehensions and smiling he stole a kiss on her forehead before leaving for his study.

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He was working continuously for almost two hours, and forgot to keep a check on time. It was almost 9:30, and his work was about to over, when suddenly a hand with a deliciously aromatic morsel came before his eyes. He jerked and looked at her, and she gestured him to eat, raising her eyebrows. Though he ate the morsel, but closed the file too before asking,"are Mai bas aa hi rha tha..."

"Aa rahe the... Time dekha hai... Do ghante se jyada ho Gye...",she couldn't help but complaint.

"Do ghante..",he murmured,"time ka dhyan hi nhi rha... Chalo niche jakar saath me khate hai..."

"Nahi... Aap kaam kijiye, Mai yhi khila deti hu aapko....",she again feed him a morsel.

"Aur tum...",he asked.

"Mai kha lungi baad me...",she was a bit confused of her own feelings. She herself sent him for work, but now feeling annoyed and restless.

He looked at her deeply, tried to understand her exasperated expressions, and took the plate from her hands, kept it on table and pulled her for a hug. Slowly stroking her hairs he asked,"kya hua Naina... Gussa ho... Sorry Mai..."

"Nhi gussa nhi... Bas... Wo... I was missing you... I missed you so much... Ab aapko koi kaam karna ho to, please room me hi Kar lijiyega... I promise, Mai kuch nhi bolungi, bilkul chup baithungi... Par wha akele, mujhe.... mujhe...",she couldn't find words to complete but this was enough to make him understand and pulling her closer he just kept careressing her hairs and She felt a little relaxed after pouring her heart out.

"Chalo, niche chal kar khate hai... Bhut bhuk lagi hai, aur tumne ye do bites khila kar aur badha di hai...",he said after a while, when felt her relaxed. Her heart out confession made him realised two things instantly, one, that she was very possessive about him and second that somewhere she was scared of being lonely. He also smacked himself mentally that ofcourse he could work in room only, she was not the kid to snatch his papers or something, infact she was sensible enough to help and support him in every manner.

Later after dinner, when they both sat on bed, half laying with their arms around each other, he informed her that he needed to leave early for next morning too. A sudden realisation made her perplexed and she asked,"aapka ye kaam... I mean, hum jo Delhi... Mera matlab hai ki agar koi jaruri kaam hai to hum abhi nhi jayenge... Fr kabhi next chhuti me..."

"Pagal ho kya...",he pulled her closer and his honey like sweet voice dissolved in her ears,"Delhi q nhi jayenge... Kaam to sari life rahega, iska matlab ye thodi hai ki meri family life nhi... Tum us sab se bhut jyada important ho, infact Sabse jyada... Aur waise bhi kal sham tak tender submit ho jayega, to kaam bhi finish... Maine to tickets ke liye Ravi ko bol bhi diya hai... Tum bas packing kar Lena, aur haa, wha thand thodi jyada hoti hai to garam kapde rakh Lena, aur kuch bhi chahiye ho to bta Dena...",he thoroughly explained and brushed away her tension.

"Acha fr Mai kal college ke baad thodi der market jau...",she couldn't hide her excitement and her bright smile.

He looked at her amused, as how much she was excited for this trip, but still all ready to let it postpone, just for his sake. Though he was in thoughts but couldn't resist the sweet smile which curved on his lips, seeing her so happy,"haa, Chali jao... Waise kya lana hai..."

"Nhi Lana nhi... Mujhe... Umm... Parlour Jana hai...",her tone went a little lower.

"Parlour... Par tumhe kya jarurat hai, waise hi bhut khubsoorat ho....",he nuzzled her hairs and said inhaling her scents deeply.

"Jana hai Naa .. boliye Naa, Chali jau Naa,"she whined like a kid.

"Haa sweetheart, Chali jao... Bas Baal mat katwana please...",his fascination for her hairs was amazing.

His hand moved to her waist to slowly sliding upward through her arms and cupping her face from one side and peppered some soft kisses behind her ear on other side, as couldn't resist her anymore and her tantalizingly feminine scents were driving him crazy. She wanted to say something more but his burning kisses had made it impossible. His nose skimmed the outlines of her face and clutching his shoulders she hummed in approval. She didn't know when his hands moved and switched off the bed lights and he didn't understand when he slipped on bed and loomed over her.

Her heart skipped several beats together, when cupping her face, he moved his thumb on her cheek bones and a bold careress went smudging her lipbalm on corners of lips. His eyes darkened immediately and with a soft groan he dipped his head and pecked on that again and again. She whimpered frustratingly and his open lips caught her skin  to nibble and teasing her for more. His hands moved on her waist making a way inside her top, and soon found the teasing seams of lace. Her eyes closed, dilated and every moment was arousing a new sensation. His lips moved teasing her jawline and she moaned savouring every new sensation. His hand was moving on the seams of her lace making her crazy, aching for more and her hands were also moved on his shoulders and  back with an strange urgency.

A toe curling moment came, when his hands moved from her lace to waist and then downwards on her thighs. Her thighs clenched, a pleasure shot in her every nerve and hips moved instinctively. She was not sure about happenings but the ache which was doubling after every passed moment and she knew she was in safe embrace of him.  The innocent instinctive moves of her hips made him instant realisation and stopping for a moment he looked at her. Though she was not looked scared, but confused and unsure. Uncertainty cropped up in him instantly and careressing her face he just asked,"Naina tum... "

"Mai thik hu... And... And I trust you...",she replied breathing heavily.

Her trust made his heart thumped. At one side his heart swelled in pride of earning her trust, but somehow other side scared him a bit too, coz his control was thinning after each passing moment.  And he didn't know how to control when she was so close and seemed perfectly comfortable. He wanted to wait until her confession but every nerve of his body was craving for her.  But somehow controlling himself for now, he gathered her close and pecked her forehead,"kyu sata Rahi hu itna..."

"Mai ya aap....",she was surprised.

"Ek Baar bas Dil khol ke Apne pyar ka izhaar kar le...

Tujhe baaho me lekar ji bhar ke hum pyar kar le..."

He whispered pulling her more closer.

"Har baat kehna jaruri hai kya...",she herself was astounded as from where she gathered the courage to reply.

"Lagta hai is baar new year pr mujhe apni wifey se pyar ka gift milne wala hai...",he teased her and she hide her face in his chest blushing to the deepest scarlet.

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Next morning was brightly painted in colours of nature and sun shone this brightly after four days. She started her day with stolen kisses of her charming husband and he woke up with sweet voice of her.

He left for office having only nuts and juice and asking her to send tiffin later as he was early this morning too and also instructing her to go college and market by car only and buy anything she wanted. Also briefed her a little about some new year parties in Delhi, that they could be a part of, so pack accordingly. He also made a quick mental note to buy a car for her, so she needed not to wait.

Naina had a great day in college and after that pampering herself in biggest spa and salon of the city, for which she never dreamt even, but Kamya dragged her there that day coz knew that now she was the princess of her hubby Maheshwari. Though she only thought of threading and waxing, but Kamya added a facial and hair spa too. She knew that for him she was always beautiful but an unknown urge to see the enticing glints of appreciation in his eyes evoked suddenly. She blushed on hard teasings of Kamya and some more shade deeply seeing herself in mirror thinking about his reactions. She later bought some gifts for nanu, and his extended family in family, which he never mentioned but she knew by nanu, also some jackets and shirts for him and a Jacket for herself. This was new for her, as never experienced such freedom while spending money on anything, and this new experiences were enthralling her, enticing her and raising her excitement by every passed moment. For the first time she bought something herself with his money but considering it hers as well, as he successfully drilled this in her mind well.

Later in evening, when he came back and encased her in a tight hug, the bold scents of her hair and a little added softness instantly enthralled him. "Ummm... Naina.... It's so... So.... You are driving me crazy sweetheart..",he mumbled in her ears. And she smacked her forehead mentally, thinking,"shakal to dekhi nhi... Baalo ki hi padi hai...." And she didn't understand that whether she should be happy or jealous of her own hairs. But cupping her face he soon showered lots of kisses muttering all the sweet nothings which washed away her every jealousy too.

He inquired about status of packing and also her next day schedule as they had to leave in evening at around 5 PM. Later He somehow minimized his ministrations as her satin soft skin and bold scents were already playing with his weak heart and he didn't want to go in a no look back condition now, and considering his ultra streched control he just backed out on time, unknown of the fact that his decision left her craving and frustrating for more.

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The morning of Wednesday was quite usual for everyone but quite, infact very bright for Naina. She was actually very excited for her first outstation journey, that too with him, that too by flight, God, what a dreamy situation for her. She was very excited that kissed him in his sleep madly and then hugging him again and again after waking up. Sameer was excited too, but her enthusiasm was on another level and making him very happy and satisfied.

After breakfast he dropped her in college and informed her that the car would be there by two o clock, and she need to reach home on time. She was a little relaxed about time, as already packed everything, narrated Radhe and Kanchan di for snacks and dinner and also let them instructed about everything that had to be done in their absence. Their room would be completed by next day and that needed a thorough cleaning before shifting and that was the main task assigned to them.

She was excited about Delhi trip. Her packing completed, tickets booked and nanu was informed, everything was fine and she prayed to keep everything fine there too. Deep down in her heart she had decided to confess her feelings to him and also talked about those alien feelings too, as now needed every answer. He was not sure though but somewhere understanding everything what was coming and excited for that more than anything.

She had choosen a red and white dress for flight, though wanted to wear saree as nanu was there, but nanu already brushed away her fears and assured her. With her usual minimum jewellery and accessories she was looking very beautiful and Sameer looked her lovingly when she held his extended hand and sat in the car almost clinged on him. He was looking handsome like always in black jeans, blue t-shirt and blue jacket. And his aviators, she looked dreamily at his face and hugged him tightly thinking,"my... My sameer..." Her lips curved in a sweet smile and she inaudibly mumbled,"sameer..."

"Mujhe... Mujhe thoda dar lag rha hai... Pehli Baar flight me... Isliye...",she softly confessed and he mesmerised on her innocence once again.

"Don't worry... Mai hu Naa... 10 baje tak hum nanu ke pass honge...",he side hugged her and softly kissed her hairs.

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