Serving Love

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I smelt him and knew that movement behind me was him. Instructing the maid behind I turned to him. "Hmm..MR. Omkara."


"How did you know?" He asked.


"I know my Mr. Husband." I said proudly.


His hands traveled around my waist while he looked aside making sure no one saw. "I was wondering whether, you and I could spend some time. " he looked at me.


"Are you mad ?" I pushed away his hands. "Wait until night Mr. oberoi. I have work to get done."I walked over to the cooking team who had just arrived. I handed them the decided menu, the on he had given me. Those names I could never remember. It was the celebration party of his new business venture, and I wanted to make sure it was the best.


I walked over to where the anchor for the party sat. She was one of the employees in his company.


Surprisingly, he joined us and sat beside me . I smiled at him and continued instructing the woman sitting across the table. 


I blinked, as I felt his hand on my thighs. His hand was caressing my thigh through the cloth. To avoid unneeded attention, I continued as though nothing was abnormal. Guess, that encouraged him. His hands moved to my inner thighs. I faked a cough , and gave him a look from the corner of my eyes.


He smirked and then winked, secretly enough.


God this man was mad. I just hoped things don't get embarrassing. I couldn't even take my hand down to push away his, as I was explaining pointing to a list.


I hurried the process to make an escape soon after. But the seducer was two steps ahead. I felt his fingers reach the center. Even through the cloth, I felt things. I couldn't sit unaffected anymore. I excused myself, making an excuse of making a call.


Once I had reached the corridor upstairs without anyone around, I leaned on the wall and sighed. Stupid Man! Let me see how he gets what he wants tonight. 


I was calming my rage and my partially activated hormones when a familiar scent hit my nostrils. I flung open my eyes to see him doing things from his eyes.


"What was that?" I asked him annoyed.


"I need you, now!" He spoke straight moving closer to me


"Oh Omkara, What's wrong with you. " he was acting like a horny man today.


"If you had agreed by hook I wouldn't have to take the crook way" he kissed my neck. His light stubble rubbing against my cheeks.


"Omkara. There is so much work. Please wait until tonight. Why are you behaving as though we married just yesterday! Impulsive and puffed up."


His hands were on my hips, moving as per wish."Om...!" I close to moaned and pushed him slightly. "Not now."Those words had barely escaped my lips when his hands were back to doing things.

"Om ..!" I whispered, holding his elbow.


"You liked it, din't you?" He whispered chuckling.


"Don't be a ...!" I whispered back.


"Jeeez you are turned on as much as me!" He collided his body with mine. His hands now moving up. His hips pasted against mine. I felt anticipation course my my body.


I certainly couldn't have enough of my sexy husband's demands and unexpected needs. I kissed him. He moaned.


"Shh!" I whispered breaking the kiss, narrowing my eyes at him.


Once again we were kissing. My hands moved up and down his upper body. His were sweet torturers for my soft flesh.


"Room!" I whispered kissing and biting his earlobe.


"Far!" He complained.


I pushed him slightly and looked into his eyes. He was breathing heavy. I held his huge hand and with quick strides we were in our room.


No longer had he closed the door shut, than I moved to him. Encircling my arms around his waist. He bet down and I kissed him.


He pushed me to the wall opposite to the mirror. I could see our reflection in the mirror. I realised I was wearing his favorite dress. I was blushing.


I pulled the duppatta of my frame. My hands were moving to the hooks and strings at the front of my top.


He held my hands and pushed them away. His teeth cane close and he opened those knots made by sleek strings. Next his hand moved around my orbs to open the hooks. He struggled on purpose I felt, to tease me with those experienced fingers. His fingertips brushing against my bosom were a terrible tease.


Soon the kurti remained on the floor. I had unbuttoned his shirt. His lips were on the skin a little below my neck. While his hands pressed my round globes through the bra.


I moaned in pleasure. "Omkara..!" I needed him. I was wet, wanting him.


"Get- my pants - off!" He commanded.


He knew I never did that. Every time he said, that I never obliged. It was something scandalous for me to do.Ultimately, he always had to take them off giving in to my shyness. Three years of marriage and we still were like stubborn newlywed couple.


I slowly slipped my hand to his belt. He was amazed. I liked it. His reaction. It gave me a boost of confidence. 


I pushed down his pants and soon caressed his thighs gently. He moaned. "More!" He whispered and pleaded. I bit my lower lip with uncertainty. The confidence I felt was unshakable. 


I couldn't refuse. My hands moved to the centre and he leaned over my shoulder, gasping in my ears. I liked it. I stroked firmer as he kissed my ear.


I held him tighter and he bit my neck in response. His teeth moved everywhere.

"Ouch!" I whispered feeling a sting on my ear.


He kissed it immediately and I stroked. We were both on the edge. He pushed me on bed. Slowly removing the remaining of my clothes he put his fingers to work once more. This man was annoying at times .


I took my hands down south, and he moaned. "Stop that!" He siad irritated.


"Exactly! I whispered.


He plunged into me, finally. I arched in response. 

" harder!" I moaned in all need. Needs only his love and patience could fulfill.


He smiled at me. "I love you!" He plunged harder and I groaned in pleasure.


His movements built up a wave within me. He fell over me as he climaxed. I stroked his back lovingly.


He lay aside for a while. I was breathing hard. Minutes later, he was over me. I looked at him questioningly. He gently started kneading my rounds. " I know you still need me!"He whispered. I turned red, wondering how he knew.


Love knows. Oh ! I could love this man more than me!



-Anami!

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