363 - A Quickie 😉, Confrontations 😵, & Vikram's Mishti 💗!
First part of this chapter contains some sexual content! The rest of it is important. :)
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Bondita was unrelenting.
She wouldn't let go of him, and that was certain.
Her arms were loosely wrapped around his neck, and lips pressed against his. She was sucking on his lips with great desire, while rubbing her body against his with eagerness.
"Bondita," Anirudh groaned, as her hands clutched the material on the back of his waistcoat.
"So hot," Bondita was gasping against his lips. "Moan my name more!"
Anirudh squeezed his eyes shut as she attacked his lips. How badly he wanted to give in to his wife's temptations and desires, but someone else was in the other room right now...
"Not --" Now, he wanted to finish, but he couldn't.
Her tongue had entered his mouth, stopping him from speaking.
Bondita's hands travelled to the front of him now, starting to messily unbutton his waistcoat.
"Bondita stop," Anirudh groaned, grabbing her hand tightly.
Bondita broke the heated kisses, and looked at him with a pout on her lips.
Anirudh couldn't bear that pout. The cute way she puckered her lips and looked at him with her big eyes. She had this effect on him... this effect that made him go crazy!
And now... while she was pregnant? How could he not give her what she wanted?
And over who?
A criminal?
No... he couldn't disappoint his Bondita over such a murderer!
So he closed the gap between their lips and kissed her deeply.
Bondita grinned against his mouth.
"You make me forget the most important things I have to do," he murmured, shaking his head slightly against her lips.
"What's more important on our honeymoon?" she teased.
He ran his fingers through her open hair and whispered, "Making sure you rest well. And that nothing happens to you..."
"I want a lot to happen to me right now," Bondita moaned, her fingers playing with the buttons of his waistcoat again.
Anirudh wanted to do a lot to her. That was for sure.
However, as much as he told himself he didn't care about the murderer in the other room... the truth was that she could come out at any point. And he didn't trust that she'd stay put and not wander.
"Bondita, can you give me five minutes?" he asked her softly, breaking the kiss.
Bondita looked into his eyes, wondering if there was something on his mind.
"Is everything okay?" she asked.
Anirudh placed his hand on her cheek and nodded.
"Can you wait in the bedroom for me?" he asked.
"But...the living room?" she asked, referring to the fantasy she just told him about a few seconds ago.
Anirudh felt his face warm up.
"Please Pati Babu, the living room couch," she whispered.
"Bondita there isn't that much room," he told her with a nervous gulp.
"I'll be on top," she whispered, and her hands moved down to his belt.
Anirudh groaned as she unbuckled his belt.
"Did you want to use the washroom?" she questioned, as she unzipped his pants. "Is that why you asked for five minutes?"
Anirudh shook his head.
He pecked her lips and whispered, "I'm just worried I'll lose control in five minutes."
Bondita's cheeks turned pink as she heard him, her heart fluttering. "My self control Babu will lose control in five minutes? Impossible!"
"It might be one minute actually," he teased, as she stroked his manhood from over his underwear.
"Yeah right," Bondita giggled.
"Don't complain to me missy," he teased, and then kissed her lips hard, reaching for the bottom of her saree and pulling it up.
He wasn't going to waste any time in removing her clothes.
Not right now, when there was danger lurking behind that door to the side. He really had to do this quickly.
But what if Bondita got loud?
"I have a fantasy," Anirudh murmured to her in her ear.
"Ohhh, what is it?" she moaned with excitement.
"We have to be quiet," he whispered.
Bondita giggled.
"Is that it?" she asked.
"What if someone hears us?" he whispered.
"But nobody's here!"
"Pretend like they are," he murmured, kissing her earlobe softly, as she pulled down his underwear along with his pants.
He reached for the band of her panties and pulled them down too.
"They might think our moans are like dying animals," Bondita giggled, recalling when Tupur had overheard their intimacy one night in Krishnanagar, and then complained to Thakumaa that she heard animals dying!
"Keep it quiet," he murmured, his tone now stern and serious.
Bondita looked at him with a naughty glint in her eyes.
"Okay Pati Babu!"
He took her hand and lead her to the sofa. His half unbuttoned waistcoat was still on over his dress shirt, but his bottom half was completely bare. And Bondita was clad in her saree... just with no garment of protection between her legs.
"Come," Anirudh murmured softly, laying down on the sofa, trying hard not to think of the terrifying possibility of Saudamini opening the door at any moment now.
Bondita climbed on top of him, and Anirudh helped pull her saree up to her waist. She held his hardened manhood, and rubbed it against her clit for a moment, her back arching with pleasure.
She then sat on top of it, allowing him to fill her up.
Her eyes rolled back with bliss.
This was what she had been craving... so badly.
Pregnancy really made hormones go wild.
Anirudh tried hard to breathe evenly, but also finish this fast.
He held her back gently, and pulled her down on top of him, so that she could kiss him. Her hair fell over his face, but he used his hands to pull it behind her and hold it in place.
Then he very gently thrust into her on the sofa.
Bondita was about to moan but Anirudh hissed, "Quiet."
She nodded, and started to gently rock her hips against his too.
"Gently," he hissed next.
"I'm being gentle," she whispered, half-moaning.
Anirudh started to breathe even more heavily, as they thrust their hips together at an even, yet not too fast pace, keeping her pregnancy in mind.
He pressed his mouth against hers as he very gently rocked his hips in a way that brought him an inconsiderable amount of pleasure.
"Pati Babuuu," Bondita whispered breathlessly. "Ohhh..."
He squeezed his eyes shut, not wasting another moment as he mentally made himself climax fast.
Bondita felt the warmth of his orgasm as he released inside of her.
That was really fast!
She nearly gasped, as Anirudh turned them over so that he was on top, but in a way where he wasn't pressing against her hard.
Anirudh brought his hand down to her softness and started to rub circles over it, making her tremble with pleasure. He was still inside of her, but he had softened now, having already reached his climax.
He leaned down against her ear and whispered seductively, "Cum baby."
He started to kiss her earlobe, as he continued to rub her sensitive zone.
It didn't take long for Bondita to finally climax, and she shivered against his shoulder.
Anirudh quickly got off the sofa as soon as she reached her climax, sweat on both of their foreheads. His shirt was quite wet too. He reached for his pants to slide them back on.
"No cuddling?" Bondita asked with a pout.
"We'll cuddle upstairs," he murmured softly.
Bondita looked at him suspiciously.
"That was really fast Pati Babu," she told him, frowning slightly.
"I told you, I couldn't control myself," he teased, as he slid his bottoms back on.
Bondita sat up and fixed her saree.
"You don't have to dress up to go back upstairs," she said, looking at him, still quite suspiciously.
"Bondita, you go upstairs. I have some work I need to finish, then I'll join you," he said to her.
"Work?" Bondita wondered, "We came on honeymoon. Why are you working?"
"Something unexpected came up," Anirudh answered, and went to hold her shoulders gently. "But it's nothing you have to be worried about. It's not a big deal."
Bondita nodded and stood up.
"Come soon," she said, and then pouted cutely, "This was too quick."
Anirudh smiled and wrapped his arms around her gently.
"I know. I won't leave you alone all night missy," he teased.
She blushed, and hugged him back.
After breaking the embrace, she headed upstairs, while Anirudh went on to deal with the nuisance in the other room.
He fixed his hair first, and straightened his clothes. He couldn't let Mini get a whiff of what just happened -- or the fact, that Bondita was here with him.
Then he went to the telephone, where he made a call to Bhoumik Babu.
Bhoumik was happy to hear that Saudamini had been found and he said he would come there immediately.
While Bhoumik was on his way, Anirudh went inside the bedroom where Mini was. She was sitting on the bed, looking confused.
"Your Baba is coming," Anirudh told her bluntly, "He will take you with him."
"Baba?" Mini asked, looking up at him. His dress shirt underneath his blazer was wet... it was like he had just gotten showered on. "Why are you wet Anirudh?"
Anirudh furrowed his brows, as Mini stood up and walked over to him.
He took a few steps back, but she had placed her hand on his shoulder, where his sweat had dried up slightly.
"Don't touch me," Anirudh scowled, and was about to push her hand off, when she had instead wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly.
The smell on him confused her.
It smelled like sweat mixed with something else... what was this scent?
Anirudh grabbed her arms and tried to push her off, but she held on more tightly.
"Did we get into an argument Anirudh?" Mini suddenly asked, tears entering her eyes. "Why are we fighting? Why are you calling my Baba? I don't remember anything."
Anirudh inhaled sharply, and he grabbed her arms even more tightly, making her wince in pain.
"It hurts Anirudh!" she squealed.
He pushed her off him, an intense glare in his eyes.
"Fighting?" he hissed sarcastically. "It's not a simple fight. You don't even know what you did, and here you are acting innocent."
"I... did? What did... I... do?" Mini asked, her eyes widening with fear.
Was it related to what she went to jail for?
What could that have been?
She was afraid... what crime did she commit? Was it not a false case...?
No... she was not a criminal. How could she have committed such a grave crime?
There had to be something wrong.
Maybe Anirudh also mistakenly thought she was guilty, when she was innocent.
"What did I g - go to jail for Anirudh?" Mini asked.
Anirudh's pained eyes looked at her, and then without waiting a second, he hissed, "Murder. Kidnap."
Mini's head started to ache.
M... murder? K... kidnap?
No... impossible.
She would never.
Never.
"Never..." she whispered. "You're wrong... you're wrong..."
The room started to spin, as images of unrecognizable faces, all a blur flashed in front of her eyes.
A blue kurta top with small white designs. A young girl in a school dress.
What was going on?
What was happening?
Who were these people?
"I'm not wrong," Anirudh said, "You're the one who did it. If you have any sense of conscience, you won't show up in my life --" again.
His words faded in her ears, because she had fallen on the floor, unconscious.
The memory was too strong.
She couldn't handle it.
Nor could she understand what happened.
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"Mishti, I have an idea," Vikram said, as he was sitting with his girlfriend Manika.
Manika was a divorcee. She had a baby named Pratul as well, and he was not even a year old yet.
Her husband used to abuse her, and Anirudh had helped her get out of her abusive marriage.
Now, they were working on a case where she would get custody of her baby. But in order to do that, Anirudh had to prove that she was financially independent, and capable of caring for her child.
It was very hard, in this society, for a woman to get preference... but they wouldn't go down without a fight.
Vikram was younger than her by two and a half years. He had fallen for her the moment he laid eyes on her during Bondita's 15th birthday party. That time she was married, and he knew that he could never have her.
Even Batuk kept on insisting it was impossible!
However, slowly, his crush on her had transformed into a relationship of support, and love. And Manika too, fell for him, after overcoming her own hesitations, shame, and battling her own mind on reasons why it couldn't work.
Nobody knew of their relationship except Anirudh, Bondita, Batuk, and Vikram's two school friends Surabhi and Mallika.
Manika was currently staying in one of the nearby farmhouses that was owned by the Roy Choudharys. A girl named Manoshi was staying with her -- Bondita had rescued this victim of child marriage, and the 13 year old considered Bondita her God.
Vikram was with Manika at the farmhouse. The two of them were sitting together on the sofa, a little bit of distance between them.
They had only held hands until now. They had never kissed. They had never done anything, because Manika was too shy to initiate anything, and Vikram just didn't think of such things!
Although, he had gotten love advice from Anirudh himself, he had yet to implement that advice!
Manika was blushing as she sat on the sofa, because Vikram was looking at her with such a loving gaze that she was shy.
"Should we go outside?" Vikram suggested. "For a change of atmosphere."
"People may look at us," Manika said softly.
"But Manoshi will be back from school soon," Vikram said with a sigh.
"She doesn't really disturb us," Manika said.
"She doesn't know of our relationship either. She thinks that I'm here to help you out with work," Vikram said.
Manika was also Anirudh's secretary, along with his best friend -- he had given her a salary and work. She had been a key witness to the development of Anirudh and Bondita's relationship.
And she was quite a great roaster of Anirudh!
In her free time, she would knit clothes for children and women who needed them.
"If people doubt our equation though?" Manika questioned.
She wasn't worried about herself so much. Of course, she was worried about her son Pratul. But, on the other hand, she was worried about Vikram. The 17 year old who had his whole life ahead of him.
"What'll we do in here?" Vikram questioned.
Manika's face turned red, and she stammered, "W - well, nothing..."
Except the dirty ideas that were coming to her mind.
No, she had to stop thinking like this! Vikram was actually way too innocent for this, even though he claimed he read some interesting romance novels.
"Yeah exactly!" Vikram said.
"Fine... let's go out," Manika said with a nod, as she tried to avoid those scandalous thoughts that were in her mind!
"Let's go to the carnival. I've been wanting to take you!" Vikram said, sounding excited.
Manika nodded, and smiled.
She wanted to go out on dates with Vikram...
... As long as it wouldn't prove to be dangerous to him later on.
Vikram stood up and offered her his hand. With a smile, Manika took it and stood up too.
"We have to let go once we leave this place," Manika said softly.
"I know," Vikram said with a nod, "But until then..." He squeezed her hand tightly, "I'm not letting you go for a second!"
Manika looked at him with a smile, and Vikram's heart skipped a beat.
He wished...
Just wished...
He could lean a little closer. Hold on a little tighter. And... kiss those rosy lips...
NO! What was he thinking?
He was supposed to be a gentleman! Not like Batuk!
Then again... his idol... was kind of the same way. Once upon a time, he had walked in on Anirudh's artistic makeout session with Bondita... and had witnessed the extent of that saucy romance!
Maybe... he could... kiss her...
But would she want that?
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Precap:
"Why did you tell Saudamini," Bhoumik hissed at Anirudh, upon seeing his unconscious daughter. "If anything happens to her, I won't spare you!"
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I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
Did you enjoy Anidita's hot romance (after so long!)?
The Mini/Ani encounter had my heart pumping. How about you?
And the Vikram/Manika moment? It was more of an introduction to them in this chapter, but the upcoming chapters will unravel their love story. ♥
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