"Hmm" she moans closing her eyes feasting on the vegetable Biryani I prepared a while ago and my little friend instantly becomes crazy admiring her sweet doings.

I clear my throat trying all means to act normal and tell her not to moan while having dinner. She looks at me bewildered but continues to eat telling me about her trip. After we finish dinner I squat on the sofa of the living room with her in my lap and braid her hair as she was too tired to tame it right. A crazy work which lightens me while I  enjoy doing it.

After watching T.V for a while in the living room, I carry her bridal style to our bedroom. Since we are engaged, I got all her things shifted to my room and sleep on the same bed. I pull the cover on both of us and she nuzzles her head in my chest as usual. I peck her forehead and close my eyes wishing her goodnight.

After a few hours in the mid night....

She was sleeping beside me on the bed. Her every woman part was pressed to mine making me intoxicated to lecher her more. She is like a drug, that I have got addicted to consume every day. No matter how hard I try, I cannot stop myself to prurient about her.

Ajit, hold yourself, just a few months from now, she will be completely yours. Don't be played by your lascivious thoughts and act like a beast. My stability tries to teach me. I try pacifying my growing libido as I strive to move out of her proximity to ease my craving nerves. Ajit, Hold a bit of self control else you will find her running away before she is yours. But alas, shattering every hope of my escape she holds me firm and slowly opens her eyes. "You aren't asleep little girl?" She shakes her head and abruptly slides over me.

My hands move to her hips massaging them and she moans my name loud. Sensually her hands guide my arms to her breasts and I grab the opportunity to explore her womanliness. After moments of tactile touches I suck on her breasts and engulf her bristles in my unchaste grip. She oozes out a loud moan from my caresses and straddles me rubbing her core to my bulge.

Her hands then move hedonistically on my hairy chest exploring my body. I close my eyes absorbed by her sybaritic touches. She then pulls forward and her hand slides down holding my erection. I grunt under my breath being absorbed in a euphoric pleasure and my fingers move to her core. Both of us quickly get rid of our clothes exposing ourselves to each other's naked bodies. I sat her to the edge of the bed with her legs resting on my shoulders. I then finger her vulva. Her body becomes shaky with my strong, persistent finger movements as her breaths become fast and heavy. "Ajit" she moans my name aloud as I slide my other finger also into her. Pulling my fingers in and out of her I pleasure her sweet spot for one last time as she spills her liquid. Taking shallow breath for a few minutes she comes out of her orgasmic state and reaches between my legs to pull my shaft into her mouth.

I raise my upper part of the body to look at her in shock. What a tease that she is! Loud snarls escape my lips as she works on my manhood. I grip her hair tight enjoying her movements.  After some time I fill her mouth releasing my seeds.

With sweaty bodies and pulsating breaths we lay beside each other in absolute exultant satisfaction and close our eyes with contentment.

My cute little wife - I do not know what more challenges she has in her sleeve to offer me but the question is, will I be able to confront her provocations?

Chapter 30

Adaah

I got out of my sleep with the intruding rays of sunlight falling inside the room. I rub my eyes to get rid of the remaining drowse and the first thought which I get is, about Ajit.

He was drunk yesterday and I could clearly make it out because I kissed him. He was worried so much about me that he broke the promise that he kept for years in raising me up in a perfect manner. What would happen to him when something happens to me? The disturbing thought took away my mental calmness.

I went to the washroom and took a warm shower trying to cheer my discomposed mind. My stomach growled in hunger. It was 10'o clock in the morning and I still did not have my breakfast. Reason - I got up late today because it happens to be a Sunday. No college and full freedom. I smile to myself.

I got down the stairs looking for Ajit and found no trace of him. Had he gone to office even on a Sunday? I pluck my lips out because of the irritating thought. Opening the refrigerator, I fill a glass with orange juice. I walk around the hall with a glass in my hand when I hear a faint sound from a corner. Walking around I follow the sound which leads me to the gymnasium.

Standing at the door, I spot him doing a robust work out of lifting weights. Droplets of sweat were slowly sliding down his chiselled body. The top part of his frame was naked leaving him only in his black sweats. His well defined abs, muscled arms with prising nerves peeped out with every isometric he made. The sturdy aerobics he was doing was a sight to see for any girl's eyes. After using the punching bag for another twenty minutes he pulls out a hand towel from the adjacent stand and wipes his sweaty face. Grabbing a water bottle he empties the contents in one go.