Ranvijay POV

"No, do not stop, please,"

She muttered and shivered uncontrollably, and I lowered my lips to the crown of her core.

She inhaled deeply as my lips touched her. She parted her legs more expansive, and her fist tightened on my wrist.

I saw her looking down at me, and I teasingly began with a soft lick.

Her lips parted with a slight tremble, and her gaze softened.

Her reaction made me even harden, and I could not help but close my eyes and start sucking her softly. She arched her head back and moved her hips in sync with my lips as I deepened it slowly.

Her breathing turned uneven, and she was rolling her toes.

I bit her softly to gain a trembling moan from her.

"Aaaannhhhhhhh,"

Her voice felt like honey in my ears, and I kept sucking her softly, deeply and passionately like I was not craving anything else in this world.

Seeing her moaning softly and slowly with pleasure, inhaling profoundly and moving her hips against me made me feel so proud right into this moment.

What did I do to this timid, innocent girl?

She was the same Aishwarya who could not meet my gaze on the first day after our wedding. And, now, she pushed her hand slowly into my hair, fisted softly, and widened her legs even more.

I took it slower this time to let her understand what exactly was happening to her. She was giving in to my touch so lovingly.

I kept sucking her until her she arched her body tightly, and I could feel her lower abdomen shaking under my touch. She started pressing her thighs together, and I lifted my face and looked at her.

"Should I push my finger in?"

I asked in a slow voice, and she nodded immediately.

"Please, yes, pleaseeeee,"

Her voice was uneven, and I could feel her knees trembling.

I sucked on my most extended finger before gently pushing in. She was extremely tight, and I could feel her skin contrasting with mine.

"Aaaaaannnnhhhhhh,"

She moaned, and I let her adjust to the new feeling. A few moments passed, and I asked her in a slow voice.

"Does it feel good?"

She nodded.

"Yes,"

I smiled and kissed her inner thighs softly while asking.

"Should I move it a little?"

"Annnnhh, yesss, slow and gentle,"

She whispered, and I smiled at her answer. She understood her need.

I obeyed as she asked and saw her fisting her hair and arching her head back with the slow yet tense moans she was trying to compress.

I gently and slowly moved my finger in and out. She escaped soft cries, and I gently touched her inside the skin.

"Tell me, where does it feel good, Aishwarya?"

I asked, and she nodded.

"Yes,"

I smiled and gently caressed her skin. She was wet, and her body was giving in smoothly. No reaction came for the first four places, and the moment my finger touched a particular space, she pulled her knees up tightly and moaned louder.

I immediately tightened my hold on her waist to prevent her from moving so that I would not lose this place.

"Calm down,"

I gently started caressing her skin, and she shivered insanely and released just in a few moments.

"Ahhhh, Oh My goodness,"

She muttered, and I slowly pulled my finger out.

She looked at me, immediately straightened herself, placed her hands on my shoulder, and came closer. Her lips pressed against mine with pure urgency. She was panting and insanely out of breath, but the domination in her strength was speaking very loud.

I immediately wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer to make her sit in my lap with her legal apart.

My head leaned backwards as she started sucking my lips passionately.

"Aishwarya,"

I breathed slowly and cupped her cheek softly.

She pressed her forehead against mine and panted hardly.

"It's so calm all of a sudden,"

She muttered, and I could feel her still uneven breaths on my face.

"Do you like it calm this way?"

I asked in a slow voice, and she nodded.

"Yes, very much; I love it,"

She panted, and I pushed her down on the bed under me. She wrapped her arms around me and kept one leg tucked around my thigh.

I kissed her cheek softly and caressingly until she breathed and calmed down.

The cloud of desires faded away from our brains, and she timidly looked into my eyes.

There was a glow on her beautiful face, and she smiled timidly.

"Does everyone does that? Hukum,"

She asked in a slow voice, and I nodded.

"Yes,"

She timidly lowered her gaze and asked in a slow voice.

"Just that?"

I thinned my brows softly and smiled, looking at her.

"Yes, just that,"

She chuckled a little and shook her head lightly.

"No, jiji told me something,"

She said, and I thinned my brows with confusion and asked slowly.

"What?"

I asked, and I felt her nervously drawing lines on my bicep and keeping her gaze low on her finger.

"Something. I mean, I do not know if it's good or bad. But, it sounded different,"

She said in a slow voice, and I shifted beside her. She lowered her skirt and straightened up to tie her blouse on her shoulder.

I sat up to help her tie the strings while she nervously scratched her nails.

When I was done tying her blouse, she turned back to look at me, and I gently pulled her down on the bed by holding her wrist.

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pulled her closer. Her back touched my chest, and I could feel her calm body.

I placed the side of my head on my palm, supporting it with my elbow and looked at her timidly, looking at me over her shoulder.

"She told me that when she was leaving for her maternal home, Ranaji did...,"

My expression shifted from shock and timidness as soon as she finished. I felt like dying right now, and she just timidly looked at me. I lowered my gaze with embarrassment and kissed her cheek.

"Baby, do not you think you should keep the secrets of someone who shared them with you with trust?"

I asked her slowly, and she turned to look at me.

"Yes, I know, but I cannot hide anything from you. I know you will not tell anyone. I mean, I could not ask her the exact reason, but you can tell me, right,"

She said in a slow and innocent voice, and I nodded slowly.

"Yes,"

I said and kissed her cheek softly.

"Umm, I think it's for pleasure,"

I said slowly, and she looked into my eyes with a tint of timidness and yet trust.

"Will you do that to me, too, if I will go to Songarh?"

She asked in a slow voice, and I bit on my lower lip to compress my upcoming smile.

I leaned in closer and touched my nose to hers.

"Do you want me to do it?"

She blinked nervously for a moment and then lowered her gaze to my neck. She timidly brought her fingers to the red thread around my neck and started playing with it a little—her bangles tickling with her hand movements.

"I do not know,"

She replied slowly, and I kissed her forehead softly.

We kept looking at each other with warm smiles and soft kisses. She giggled in my arms and kept playing with the collar of my kurta and that thread.

"When are you thinking of beginning your business?"

I asked slowly, and she lifted her gaze to me.

"Our business,"

I chuckled.

"Our business?"

I asked, lifting my single brow, and she smiled.

"Yes, you and I, with Jiji, Ranaji and Devarsa and Moni and everyone who will take part in it,"

She said in a slow voice, and I was impressed.

"So, how are you thinking of starting it?"

I asked in a slow voice, and she looked at me.

"Umm, a lot of women are working in the Kingdom. I will tell Jiji about it first, and I have also finished that Dupatta for her. I have a few more, and then I will ask her to help me collect a group of women who can stitch for me,"

I nodded and asked further.

"What do you think about the designs and prices, and where do you want to sell it?"

She inhaled deeply and looked at me.

"I got a chance to think about it in the market. They are selling some good designs, but still, there is no finishing in that. I liked a few of them, but mostly were with unbalanced and faded colour combinations. So, I am thinking of beginning with something unique and meaningful. I mean, just like you and I, we all have stories, and colours help us connect with them. Just like when Jiji wears red, she looks beautiful and attractive, but when she wears yellow, she looks totally different. So, a pair with a yellow blouse and Lehnga with a red border and thread work with a red dupatta will look attractive and elegant too. So, I am thinking of beginning with a new perspective. What say?"

She asked, and I lifted my brows with disbelief to realise that she was my cute Aishwarya.

"It's amazing,"

I managed to say, and she giggled.

"But, I will ask Jiji for an honest review. You also call me beautiful,"

She chuckled at the end, and I inhaled a deep breath.

I immediately straightened up and held her hand.

"Come with me,"

She thinned her brows, and I stepped down from the bed.

"But, Hukum, where? I am sorry,"

She said, and I pulled her to make her step down the bed, and she looked at me with confusion.

"But, what happened?

She asked, and I took her inside the dressing room and made her stand in front of the mirror.

There were only a few light lamps lighting at this moment, and I stood behind her.

"Tell me, why do you think you are not beautiful?"

I asked and looked at her face glowing with the yellow candlelight coming from the lamp on the dressing table.

"Hukum,"

She breathed and looked at me through the mirror. Her smile had vanished, and she confusingly looked at me.

I inhaled deeply and touched the end of her braid. I started unbraiding her hair, and she did not protest.

I moved my finger in the dark locks of her hair. Her hair was smooth and curly and long till her hips.

I looked at her through the mirror and gently pressed my finger on her left shoulder to move her hair to her right side.

She inhaled deeply, and I looked at her delicate, sensual colour bones.

"Dekho Aishwarya,"

"Look, Aishwarya,"

I said closer to her ear, and she lifted her gaze to look at herself through the mirror.

I could feel her heart beating wildly in her chest, and she muttered softly.

"Hukum,"

She tilted her face sideward as my cheek touched her.

"Tell me one single thing that is not beautiful in you,"

I asked, and she blinked nervously.

"Just look at yourself with your chin up and like you are the most beautiful girl in this world,"

I said, and she silently stared back at herself.

"These beautiful eyes deeper than the ocean and innocent like clouds,"

I muttered softly.

"These lips are like soft, dark petals of roses I can look for my lifetime even if they get dried up or lifeless,"

I said and touched her arms with my hands.

"And, about your skin tone,"

A short pause followed as she looked deep into my eyes.

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