[ Warning : Long & Hot ]

His jaw was clenched, his eyes fixed on me. The businessman shine in those dazzling deep dark brown eyes was gone and instead they were the eyes of one deeply troubled lover. I turned away from his gaze and smiled. Finally! I knew we had played too much this time. But Mr.Husband deserved it, for gawking shamelessly and flirting around with girls who'd give anything to get into his pants.

I shifted slightly while speaking to Mrs. Arora, she was the sweetest lady I had met in this three day business trip. An international business award had got all the businessmen around the world under one roof, for a three day celebration. Today was the last day. Paris, the popularly known city of love, had bought down a cold war between Mr.Oberoi and me. Better a hot war.

I smiled at the waiter taking the glass of wine I was offered. It was time to celebrate. I had kept Mr.Husband at bay for four freaking days. I could only anticipate how terrible his craving would be at the moment. Serves him well!

I knew that being married to Mr.Handsome would come with its own set of cons. But then if it didn't there would be no fun. The first day in Paris and I see him checking out the chicks by the pool. Like he never got a show!

In that moment I decided sweet revenge. If I say that I never thought he'd play along, I would be lying. Love was in place, and so was fair game. I rejected and he began his game. Like his flirtatious adventures with other woman would make me bend. Hell no!
I took a step forward. Two business minds that we were, we knew not to bend. Especially when it came to each other. If a man's strength was his woman she ought to be his weakness as well. Certainly, when she dresses to drop pants. I smiled knowing how much he would have already regretted this jealousy game by getting to see my back and not being able to trail his fingers over it. I smiled walking over to him. He caught glimpse of me approaching him. Sweetheart, couldn't take his eyes off. I smirked doing a mental dance in my head. Five years of marriage and I still made an impact. Wonderful!

I stood beside him smiling at the man he was talking to.

"You look gorgeous Mrs.Oberoi." The Frenchman smiled courteously. He had light brown eyes, and fine shaved cheek. I preferred my man's stubble.

"Thank you Mr. Lucas." I smiled, and at that very moment I felt his hard fingers on my back. I however did not react.

"I haven't had the time to lately say that to her." He spoke turning to look at me.

The other man laughed.

"Mr.Oberoi has been busy networking." I smiled looking away from him.

"Mr.Lucas, mind if I take my lady away for a dance." He almost said instead asked. The man nodded grinning. His hand gripping around my waist he took me over to the stage set where a few couple were already dancing. Surprisingly he took the spot somewhere behind in the shadows rather than the spotlight much unlike him.

I looked into his eyes while his hand grazed my back, setting my skin to fire. "Mrs. Oberoi has been busy too." he whispered. I smiled placing my hands around his neck, my fingertips gently grazing the back of his neck. "Have you been told already today that you look tempting tonight?"

He grinned. "Thrice."

"Ouch. I am late." I stated, as a pang of jealousy rocked my mind.

"Better than never." He whispered into my ears. "Have you been told already that you look hot when jealous?"

I glared at him."I am not jealous."

He moves closer with those eyes that look so deeply into mine own." Oh really?"

I don't fail to sense the amusement in his voice. This is funny to him? Jerk.

"My feet ache, if you'd--" I barely spoke when he cut me off.

"A lot more is going to ache tonight." His husky whisper sent shiver down my spine.
I wasn't the one to give up.

 " I assumed it already was!" with that suggestive answer I pushed myself away from his warmth. I knew with the kind of tension the two of us had created we'd be burning each other when he got close enough again.

I had barely walked down and to the left when I felt a grip on my wrists. I turned to see flames in his eyes. Bitter truth from my mouth had ignited those flames. But no words were exchanged for he dragged me to one of the dark abandoned corners and his lips pressed against mine. I tried pushing him slightly to settle with words. He stubbornly had other plans for he pressed his lower body against mine nibbling at my lips. Soon enough his experienced tongue was swirling in my mouth. I fought back with my tongue.

His kiss wasn't lazy, it was demanding, the kind that ignites hunger for more. His body was trying to push more into mine. He broke apart grabbing my hand and dragging me over to the elevator. I took the silence to breathe. I knew it was the security cctv cameras that kept him away. His gaze attempted to undress me by mere sight. I couldn't feel more satisfied at the moment. But there was a thrill in playing with fire and I did just that. I started breathing in audible breaths. My hands resting against the cold metallic wall of the elevator. I bit my lips looking at my bracelet in hand, the one he had gifted me. He cursed under his breath and my lips curved up in satisfaction.
The moment the doors of the elevator drew open, he grabbed my hand yanking me close and then walked over to the room we had been staying in. I couldn't be happier, I had won, and he had given up. Little did I know. The moment he banged to door shut it clicked locking. Before I knew, I was pinned to the wall and he was kissing me again. It was full on, open-mouthed, almost sexual kiss. And I loved it. I loved the way he dominated my body.

And then parting from my lips he pushed down the fabric of the dress from shoulder biting me hard.

"Omakra!" I gasped.

"For keeping me at bay and seducing me by dressing like this." he whispered while dragging the dress down from the other shoulder. His teeth dug into the other shoulder. "For that oh-so-innocent behavior in the elevator."

"Rude!" I uttered breathless as his hands steadied my shoulder.

"I've just begun darling!" he whispered turning me against the wall. Unzipping the short zipper that held the dress together,he let the dress cascade down. I felt the sudden thrill dance on my nerves. His teeth nibbled at the skin on my back.

"Om--kara!" I moaned. He parted momentarily from me.I pressed my cheek against the wall catching my breath. The room was too well air-conditioned, I missed his warmth. He pressed his body, this time naked, against the back of my body sucking my skin at the junction of my neck and shoulder. The cold wall on the front and his hot skin at my back made me crazy. I was wet, would be an understatement. As though hearing my mind, his fingers got between my legs while his tongue danced on my bare back. I gasped as he slid down my undies caressing my thighs.

"Gauri." he groaned as his fingers played with my woman folds. I shut my eyes biting my lips. This was hotter than ever. The way he worshiped my body made me ecstatic. Oh I loved this man very much, but the lover in him made me love myself.
I turned to face him. His eyes moved down to my bosom. He always saw like he had never looked before. That made me nervous weirdly. Every freaking time. I moved my hands over his wide hairy chest. I kissed his neck and he arched upwards as my lips pressed against his adam's apple. I smiled gratified, and began nibbling.

"Gaur!" he groaned grabbing my mounds and pressing them hard. I was drowning in pleasure while his touch burned me. With every passing minute I wanted more. My lips found the way to his, my tongue slaking his thrust.

Our intimacy had always been special to me in any form it came. It was one of the many ways in which he told me how much he loved me. Today he was screaming. I parted my mouth from his staring into his eyes. The thirst we held not finding fulfillment whatsoever.

He wrapped his hands around me pressing and squeezing my butt-cheek. "Ah." I moaned resting my face against his chest. He playfully gave a light smack before grabbing my thigh and putting my leg around his pelvic. The moment I felt his hardened need make intimate contact with my groin I gasped.

"That's your doing" he whispered huskily into my ears while carrying me to bed.

"Then I enjoy what I do." I whispered arching myself as he laid me on the bed. I knew for a fact he wouldn't make it easy for me tonight. Then why should I? While he stared I ran my hand down my front all the way up to my lower abdomen.

"You're such a--" he exclaimed bending down and burying his head between my legs. 

"Oh Om--"I moaned arching myself grabbing the sheets. But there was nothing sweet today it was scorching hot. He didn't deter from his doing and I couldn't take it more. 

"Om." I warned before flooding.

With a gratifying grin makes me wipe it away by kissing his mouth. He pulls away short of breath burying his head into my neck and his hands rove all over my body. Our breathing then becomes rough and fast. I move under him and that does the trick. He melts into me melting me in the process. We rock to our natural rhythm. "Omkara Oh.." I mutter feeling complete. "I missed this." I confess as his body does wonders to mine.

"There are better ways of showing you did." He says and I snap my eyes open. Steadily I start moving too.

"Fu--" He groans moving faster. My world begins dancing on fire and I know nothing more.

"Love you!" I hear him as he pours his desires into me, quenching my thirst.

"Love you too." I kiss his cheek and immediately he smiles the one that expresses gratitude for being in his life.

I give another kiss and finally make myself comfortable with his full weight over me.

"Om." I whisper minutes later. Did he doze off over me?

"Catch your breath. Gauri. I am not asleep. Tonight-remember-what I said? Until we are aching I ain't stopping."

"Scary!" I chuckled, drawing patterns with my fingertips on his bare muscular back.

"You seem so excited for it." he chuckled, in the process his body muscles vibrated setting my skin aflame.

"Gauri, you're upset?"

"Seriously? " I muttered, what a way to spoil the moment.

"Gauri." he raised himself from my body looking into my eyes.

"I hate it when you gawk or flirt with other women. Especially those who are more than ready to bed you."

He looked awkward then chuckled. "I love it when you're all possessive. I do it to make you wild. It's more than gratifying you know." he said kissing my cheek.

I smiled. "I know that. But yet...those bi--"

"Time to mute you." he winked.

I grinned. "Reminder, we have a flight to catch tomorrow."

"Oh-I forgot-" he said feigning absentmindedness.

"What?" I asked suspiciously.

"I had lied. I booked two extra days, so we are in for a long weekend in Paris!" he nibbled at my earlobe and I gaped.

"Cheater."

"God, you should be happy. Remember our honeymoon?" I placed my fingers on his lip stopping his teeth from nibbling at my already burning earlobe.

"No wonder, your control. You however knew you had two days!"

"Smart. Work hard, play harder."he whispered over my lips, "I live by that!" With that he let his mouth drift downwards - to play harder this time!

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Took a small break from my busy schedule.

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