Chapter 38

Part 38

Veer's pov..

Where is Samaira? Yaar, she didn't come to our room..oh, Meri Sanskari Biwi..

I walked downstairs and found her in the kitchen. She is looking so sexy today in a red saree, and her backless blouse is the cherry on top, showing her sexy back. Dil toh karta hai, kha jaun isse aaj.

(Damn, my heart wants to eat her whole.)

Kha jaun really? Is she food?

Urghh noo, she is feasting only on my delicious feast.

Ok, ok, wait, am I shamelessly checking out my own wife? Am I really?

Ok, I can say she is my wife.

Samaira ke aayiappa, please don't let her ruin my mood today.

I walked towards her and hugged her from behind, making her startle.

"You startled me," she said.

"What are you doing, baby?" I asked, resting my chin on her shoulder.

"Work," she replied.

"Stop all this and let's go to our room; it's us time," I said, placing a kiss on her shoulder.

"Veer just a minute," she mumbled..damn, I can't handle this Sanskrit Samaira anymore.

In a swift, I picked her up in my arms, and she murmured, "What the fuck?" I smirked and started walking.

"Veer put me down. What if someone saw us like this?" she said, glaring at me.

"No one is there, baby; everyone slept," I replied...

"Veer daadi," she mumbled all of a sudden as I started climbing the stairs. I immediately put her down.

"What?" she laughed loudly, seeing my scared face.

Sam's pov

"Bohot hassi aa rahi hai," he murmured, pinning me to the wall.. okay, okay, I got scared for a second..

(You're laughing so much, huh?)

"Veer not here. What if someone saw us?" I whispered as he leaned closer to me.

"So what, you are my wife," he whispered in my ear, kissing my earlobe, and I shuddered.

"Veer.." he sushed me, placing his index finger on my lips. "Kuch mat bolo chota packet," his husky voice sent shivers down my spine...

His lips came in contact with my cheeks, and I sighed. He passionately kissed my cheeks and bit them gently, making me hiss.

"Veer not here." I pushed him, but he pinned me to the wall once again, dipping his face on my neck.

What the fuck my patidev is doing?

Can't he control himself for a second? We are literally making our way down the stairs...

His hand went to my back as he caressed it sexily. I was about to say something, but before that, his mouth hovered over mine. I tried to resist, but I just couldn't. How can I resist The Veer Singhania after all? I cupped his nape and kissed him back with the same passion. Well, I turned into a good kisser all thanks to my partner...

He chewed my upper lip, and I sucked his lower lip, fisting his hair, and his hand shamelessly roamed on my back. He pinched my waist, and I gasped, taking the chance he thrust his tongue inside my mouth. Our tongues met, and our bodies erupted with goosebumps.

What's gotten inside me I changed the position, pinning him on the wall.. taking the lead, I dominate the kiss, sucking his tongue... literally eating his mouth..

Damn I turned into a shameless girl, well, all thanks to Veer Singhania, my patidev...

"Haye ram," what the fuck whose voice is this? We unintentionally broke the kiss, breathing heavily.

Haye rame means "Oh God" in a shocked way.

I looked up and found Daadijii standing. You are so gone. Samaira like soo gone...

I smiled nervously, looking at her, and she glared at me in return. This is so embarrassing. Mother Earth, please swallow me.

"What was that Samaira?" she asked like she didn't see anything, duh, I was eating my husband's mouth..eww, what did I just say? Never mind, I am being really tharki these days.

I looked at Veer and he was looking down..it was his mistake, all his mistake. I told him to go inside the room, but no, he started on the stairs.

"Sorry, daadi," I mumbled, looking down...

"What a shame, huh, can't you have shame?" she shouted, much to my annoyance.

"Leave it, na daadi, we are sorry," Patidev said, trying to enlighten the atmosphere as he knew that I was getting angry.

"What's left of it, huh?" "Can't she have shame? She started here in the stairs. You are so shameless, Samaira..your parents taught you this, huh." "Now I can't take this anymore. She fucked up my mom and dad's name."

"What shame, huh?" He is my husband, I can do anything I want..and why the hell you are blaming me when your grandson was also there with me and even doing things with me then why you are only blaming me.. and answer to my question, what the hell are you doing at this time? "Go to your room, daadijii, and take rest, and I am sorry!" I shouted and went upstairs to our room, leaving them shocked and baffled.

I went inside the room, and the first thing I saw was Veer's I pad, which I picked up and threw on the floor in front of Veer's foot.

"Damn Samaira, my iPad," he faked a cry, and I glared at him in return, picking up his phone.

"Nahi mera phone nahi, it's a new one," he said helplessly, and I put that phone on the table.

Veer's pov

"Urgh, I hate you," she mumbled and threw a pillow on my face.

"You broke my ipad," I said to her, picking up my broken ipad. "My baby got broken."

"If I get a chance, then I will break your hands and legs," she shouted, her eyes spitting fire.

She is angry! Really angry! It's my mistake. I shouldn't start like that in the stairs...

I locked the door and walked towards her.

"I am sorry, baby," I whispered, pulling her in for a tight hug.

"Leave me alone, you ass!" she shouted and punched my back.

"I am sorry, I am sorry." I broke the hug and kissed her whole face, mumbling sorry.

"I am angry," she pouted angrily and sat on the bed.

"I will start crying, baby." I made a crying face...

"Shut up, stop doing this emotional drama, and no touching for a week." Fuck fuck fuckkkk fuckin' fuckkkk.. it's been more than a week we didn't do anything, and now one more week...............

"I am sorry, baby, don't do this with me, I love you," I said, kneeling in front of her and holding her hand.

"I don't want to talk, leave me," she shouted, jerking my hand and going in front of a window...

I went to her and hugged her from behind. "Leave me." She struggled to come out of my grip. "Sssh, just ssh," I whispered, placing a kiss on her shoulder... I sense her stiffening under my hold.

"You don't want this," I whispered, huskily kissing her ear, and my hand caressed her belly...

"No, I don't want to hear this," she stammered.

"Are you sure you don't want my lips on your body?" I whispered and kissed her nape, and my hand went to her twins, earning a moan from her.

Pov end..

"Are you sure you don't want me to love you?" he whispered, and she started breathing heavily.

"Say yes, Samaira, say that you want me the way I do," he said, placing a wet kiss on her neck...

"Ye..ss." She breathed out, turning towards him, and hugged him tightly, being shy.

He picked her up in bridal style, placed her on the bed, hovered over her as she turned on the lights, and set the A/C temperature.

"I love you so much and I am so sorry," he whispered, cupping her cheeks and locking her lips with him, kissing her softly, and she also responded with equal passion, caressing his hair. The kiss turned wild, and they sucked each other's tongues like hungry animals.

Breaking the kiss, he kissed her forehead, making her feel blessed.

"It's very hard to control the baby after seeing you in this dress," he murmured, dipping his face on her neck and licking the spot, and she moaned.

Her hand went to his hair while his hands were busy shamelessly roaming on her body, feeling her curves. He unpinned her saree, throwing it away, leaving her in her underskirt and blouse.

Cupping her cheeks, he slammed his lips on her, kissing her softly, and she dominated the kiss while opening his shirt buttons.

"Some is desperate, I see," he murmured in between the kiss. And she bit his lips harshly, making him hiss and also throw his shirt away.

Breaking the kiss, he asked, "Baby, are you wearing jeans?" She nodded.

"Why?" he asked in disbelief.

"Jeans are for emergencies. What if my sari got open in front of everyone?" she said with a horrified expression.

"You are indeed an antique piece, baby," he said, dipping his face on her neck, and his hands went to her back as he untied her string, making her gasp...

His lips travelled from her jaw to her neck and throat as he left a few hickeys, and her moans are evoking the monster inside him.

He scratched the blouse from her body, leaving her upper body naked in front of his hungry and passionate eyes. She hid her face from her small hands, and he smirked.

"I already saw everything, baby, there is nothing to hide from me," he whispered in her ear and pulled the duvet over them to make her feel comfortable...

He held her hand, and she gasped, "Veer."

"Baby, it's only me and your Veer," he said, kissing her palm and placing it on his shoulder, as if telling her to hold him.

She hugged him tightly, digging her face into his neck. "Baby, if you don't want to do it then it's ok. We will do it later," he said softly, caressing her hair.

He wants it, but he doesn't want to force her. For him, her comfort level is his first priority, not his desires.

She broke the hug and looked at him and said hastily, "No, Veer, it's not like that."

"Sleep baby, you are tired," he said, controlling himself.

"No, I don't want to sleep. I want you to love me," she whispered, looking at him.

"But you aren't comfortable," he said.

"With you I am the most comfortable now, love me," she said, pinning him close.

"If I start Samaira, then I will not stop," he whispered in his husky voice.

"I don't want you to stop," she whispered, cupping his cheeks.

"My desires are overpowering me, baby. You should sleep. I don't want to hurt you," he said, looking into her eyes. Not even for a moment did he look down at her naked body.

"You can never hurt me," she said, kissing his forehead. "You can do anything you want. I am all yours."

"But.." she shoved him, "no ifs and buts."

"Fine, then bear with it," he murmured and pinched her hands on either side; he left numerous hickeys, and she just moaned and meowed underneath him...

He looked up, slamming his lips on hers, kissing her roughly as he lost all control, and she also responded, trying to match his passion but failing.

To be continued...

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