The frock had a lacy floral finish on the bust area giving it a sexy look and matching pink satin panties to complement the dress.

I opened the door slightly and popped my head out feeling shy to come out of the closet.

. I was surprised to see how beautiful the room was decorated. The bed was covered in cream coloured linens with matching pillow covers. In the centre was an alluring heart shape decorated with rose petals. Around the heart were gorgeous white lilies spread around the bed. I felt speechless admiring the decoration of the room.

On the bed side table was a basket full of my favourite fruits - strawberries and apples. Beside it were chocolates of different varieties. On the other side was a small fridge with a glass door. It contained ice creams, sweets and a few wine bottles.

Ajit was seated at one side of the bed. His back was facing me. He was still in his white dress shirt and black pants. His coat was gone and he was typing something on the phone. As soon as he heard the shuffling of the door knob, he turned back and smiled at me. "Ajit, did you decorate this room?" I ask him getting into a stupor. "Of course little girl, I wouldn't wish somebody else to decorate the bed of our nuptial night." He replies in subtle buoyancy.

My stance fell tensed instantly at the thought of being touched by him. It was a feeling of contentment. A feeling of an unknown delectation, today I am going to be 'his' completely.
Chapter 36

Adaah

"This dress...it's too revealing." I point to myself covered in a duvet. He chuckles at my revelation and takes slow predatory steps towards me. With every step he took, my heart thumped like a thunderbolt. As he reaches in front of me, he raises his hand to touch me and my eyes close beguiled by his abut. I lay absorbed in amatory, with the soft caresses he made on my cheeks.

"Baby girl, you are my wife and I am your husband. There is nothing for you to feel shy or hide in front of me." He gradually clutches the bedcover held in my hands and unfolds it from my grip in one go. The sheet falls down to my ankles in a thud exposing me completely to him. His eyes moved passionately on my body from my succulent bosom to my nubile rosehip. "You look so beautiful, baby girl." He murmurs absorbed in ardour and hugs me tight pressing my voluptuous bristols to his strong chest.

Holding my hand in his warm one, he brings me to bed in slow steps. Sitting beside me he cups my cheeks. "Baby girl you are the pristine angel who came to this world to brighten my life." He speaks to me inspired. "I had been bottling up my emotions towards you since many years. Today, I want to liberate them all." His eyes look at me in deep fervency. "I love you so much 'little girl'. He proclaims in his deep voice. "The only thing is, from today forward you are going to experience it in a different way" saying those words he closes his eyes and places his lips on mine.

The kiss was slow and very passionate. His tongue moves amorous tasting the recesses of my mouth. With so much fervid he expresses out the vehement feelings buried deep inside him since long years through the kiss. He stops after a few seconds and holds my gaze in aegis. "In case you feel hurt or experience pain in any part of your body, you can tell me. I will stop immediately. Okay little girl?" His voice was now profanely husky because of the aftermath of the kiss.

His lips then trail kisses from my jaw line to the nape of my neck. My body burns in heat with every intensive stroke he made for an exampling love. After a while of making out, he moves beside and picks up a strawberry. "You have not eaten anything since today morning." He complains and puts the fruit near my lips for a bite. I start chewing it and he places the remaining in his mouth smiling at me. He then opens the fridge and picks up an ice-cream bar. Placing me on his lap he licks it and forwards it to my lips. "Umm I love ice-creams." I moan absorbed by its softness. Some of the ice-cream was dripping out of my lips. He licks it with his tongue and bites a piece from the bar. His tender touches were raising unfathomable desires inside me. This behaviour of him is different from his earlier revelations of love. He feels different and I love this changed side of him, extremely romantic and unquenchable in passion.

"Your chocolate cream," I point to the corner of his lips with my finger. "Then remove it." His voice was hoarse with insatiable hunger. I try to put my finger on it. But he stops. "Not like that." I slowly bend my head and lick the corner of his lips. The next second my lips were captured by his. The kiss had a burning ache for want, proclivity and most importantly love. "Baby girl, you are a tempting seductress. I just cannot stop kissing you." He murmurs between the kisses. I then clutch his fingers covered in chocolate syrup. Looking at him in aspiration, I lick them one after the other. I soft groan escapes his lips and I know he was controlling his thirst for me.

Slowly his hands move to my breast. His expert arms massage them with so much need. In one go, he unzips the zipper. By lifting me up on his lap, he lets the frock fall to my ankles. His hands then make a facile entry to my globes and his fingers play with the buds of my melons taking me to a high.