The soft thud of my back hitting the mattress made me more aware of what was happening but I didn't seem to mind or make any effort to stop things from escalating further.

Manik's lips found their way down my neck, leaving a trail of kisses all along. The sensation of his lips on my neck sending shivers down my spine. I felt tinglings everywhere. His kisses making me feel emotions I haven't experienced before. They are so foreign yet so familiar.

I groan and throw my head back as his hand accidentally brushes past my breast making my nipples hard. My face turning red as his eyes move down and notice my nipples poking through the white silk camisole that I was wearing. He looks up at me again and I close my eyes tightly hoping the earth to swallow me up.

This is so embarrassing.

His chuckle made things worse until he kissed my cheek and whispered cute which was so low that I barely caught it. I open my eyes slowly only to find his hazel eyes already fixed on my face. His intense gaze on me made the butterflies in my stomach explode. My breathing quickens and I hold the white sheets that I had changed in the morning tightly. The little wine fuzziness that clouded my mind, evaporates in an instant as I feel his warm breath on my lips.

"You're drunk. Let's go to sleep." Before he could get off me, my hands found their way around his back. I hold him back and prevent him from moving away.

"I'm not drunk." I don't know what came over me. Was it his scent that was overpowering my senses or his closeness? Or maybe his expert hands that moved around my body like they owned it. Or maybe it was his kisses that made me feel so alive.

"Nandini." His voice is dangerously low like he was barely holding himself together. He tilts his head to one side, processing what I just had said. The tension that radiates from him, makes the little hesitation that I had in my mind disappear.

"Manik." I said before placing my lips on his. He groaned as he lowered down to kiss me properly.

His hand slowly moving towards my breasts, he's still very unsure but then I move my hands under his shirt which gave him the courage to continue. The strap of the cami that I was wearing was brought down in an instant, revealing my right breast fully in view.

I gasp as he leaves my lips and moves down, his tongue licks the underside of my breast. He takes my nipple in his mouth, his tongue teasing it and making me moan loudly. My nipple hardens further between his lips, Manik suddenly tugs hard and I shake underneath him.

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I look up, leaving her now swollen breast alone. Her face is flushed with delicate pink, her hair is free and spilled across the pillow. She's stunning. A goddess that makes me want to do things to her that I shouldn't.

"You are the sight I want to see forever." I brush my fingertips on her flushed cheek, a soft caress that conveyed so much admiration and possession.

She extends her fingertips into my chest and lightly brushes the skin with her soft touch.  My eyes closed unconsciously and my body reacted to her touch instantly. I memorize the feel of her fingers on my skin. Soft yet powerful. I open my eyes and tuck the hair that concealed a part of her face behind her ear.

"You're a goddess." And she's all mine. I kiss her lips softly before turning us over so that she is on top of me.

"Sleep, my love." Before I cross all the boundaries that we had set for each other. I pull her closer into my arms, hugging her tightly and we slowly drift off into sleep.

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I wake up suddenly. My head is cloudy and I'm way too warm. I slowly gather myself and register everything around me. Manik is wrapped around me, his strong arms keeping in place. He grumbles in his sleep as I slip out of his arms. Good thing he doesn't wake up.

I sit on the bed for a bit and pull up the straps of the cami that had slipped through the night. I glance at the alarm clock that is placed on Manik's side. It's 11 in the morning. Way too early for me to wake up considering that we had finally slept at around 6.

The memories of last night flashing through my brain and I take a moment to process everything. Last night was a huge step that we both took. We had never been this intimate before. 

I throw the duvet off of me and swing my legs out of bed and make my way to the washroom to finally start off my day.

As I take the first sip of my warm coffee, I let the smell and taste fill my senses. I glance briefly at a sleeping Manik who looked so peaceful and serene.

My gaze wanders at the wall of glass, I look out on an awake and busy Delhi. The view from our room perfectly sums up Delhi. Lively and populated. The beautiful city that is so culturally rich and an example of the whole country.

I press my forehead against the cool window and feel the warmth on my hands from the coffee. I have so much to think about. I still am so unsure about working with Manik. Could I work with him? Mix our personal and professional lives? Our marriage is still so new. I still have so much to learn, I don't even know him yet and to work with him would just mess things up.

But the little that I know him, I'm pretty sure he's not one to give up. I close my eyes leaning back against the cold glass surface. Sighing I breathe in the sweet aroma of the caffeine that would get me through the day.