Keerthi glared at her husband.”Help me stock up the fridge if you want any food.”
“Are you hungry?”
“Why?”
Vikram shrugged, helping his wife as she set their fridge.
“Vikram”, Keerthi scolded when her husband hugged her from behind after they were done.
“Sweetheart? Stop shouting”, he kissed his wife’s neck, pulling the thin strap of her shoulder down.
“You are not even helping me. And you are disturbing me on top of that.”
Vikram shook his head,”Nobody asked you to do everything in a single day. Hire someone or something.”
“For what? Arranging our clothes and inner wear?”, Keerthi barked.
Vikram walked to his wife, picking her in his arms, ignoring her shrieks of protest as he shut the door.
“Vikram.”
“Shut up Keerthi. I’ve ordered a pizza. We’ll have our dinner, and then continue arranging things. You are such a pain when you are hungry.”
“I am a pain to you all the time.”
“Good God woman”, Vikram sighed, folding his wife in his lap,”I love you, darling.”
“I love you too. When is the pizza coming?”
“In another twenty probably”, Vikram kissed his wife, squeezing her waist, his hand ascending upwards.
“You have no sense of place”, Keerthi narrowed her eyes.
“We have the entire house to ourselves”, he drew circles on her abdomen, inching upwards, cursing loudly when the calling bell rang.
Keerthi smirked, letting her husband go.
She looked around the house when her husband went to check on the door.
It was a decent four bedroom house, close to both of their work places. But she liked Delhi better than Mumbai, already.
But then, they had only shifted two weeks back. She had to give sometime for the new place to become home.
They attacked the pizza, sighing when the box was empty.
“I’m so done with eating Pizzas and fries.”
” Appoint a maid or something.”
“I know. Should see something.”
“Why are you so cranky?”
“I’m so tired.”
“Why are you tired?”
“Why aren’t you tired?”
Vikram laughed, nuzzling his wife’s neck.
“You stink.”
“Thank you”, Keerthi snuggled as close as possible to her husband.
“Shower time”, Vikram declared, bouncing his wife in his arms.
Keerthi wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck, straddling him.
Vikram bounced his wife in his arms as he took long strides to their washroom, all the while letting his wife mess with his hair.
Keerthi clung to her husband’s neck, smirking when he patted her thigh, signalling her to get down when they entered.
She only wrapped her legs tighter around his waist, earning herself a raised eyebrow.
“You know, I’m not all averse to the position. But I would prefer it better without any clothes on.”
Keerthi flushed, her cheeks turning red when her husband pinched the inside of her butt, dangerously close to her wet patch.
Vikram gripped his wife against the wall, their hips sliding against each other at the exact right positions as he kissed her hard, letting the shower run, making their clothes wet.
His eyes hooded when his wife breathed hard, water droplets teasing the valley of her neck as they disappeared inside the area he was yet to explore in a few minutes.
Keerthi moaned when her husband pulled her top lower, kissing the top of her breasts, wincing when his teeth bit into the flesh, her hold around him tightening.
Vikram grew impatient as he stripped her off her top, the sight of her bra clad chest heaving up and down making his pants tighter. He continued showering kisses down her neck, sucking her nipple through her bra, the damp texture making the sensation intense as his wife threw her head back.
Keerthi shuddered when her husband stripped himself quickly, allowing her to stand for a moment as he stripped her, their bare forms under the water as he urged her straddle once again.
Vikram made sure the water was at a medium speed, he didn’t want the floor to be slippery, he positioned himself at his wife’s entrance, allowing her juices to leak and mix with his, as he took her right breast into his mouth, sucking and licking it devoid of water.
Keerthi braced herself against the tiles when her husband pushed into her powerfully, the sliding of his firm heat into her with the shower pouring from above always made her overly sensitive. Her teeth chattered as he held her hips, pushing into her with powerful strokes as they moved against each other in sync.
It wasn’t even long before Keerthi held her breath, her head falled backwards as she came, clenching her walls around her husband.
Vikram cursed, bracing himself as he pushed into his wife another couple of times, before he stilled within her, releasing inside of her.
Vikram pulled away, appreciating the sated look on his wife’s face as she went limp in his arms, carrying her into the bath.
**
Vikram yawned, waiting for his wife to finish her skin care routine so they could go to bed.
Keerthi hummed a tune as she pampered herself, rubbing the lotion on her arms in circles.
“Make it quick.”
She turned to her husband, teasing,”I didn’t know you were waiting for me.”
“You know I am”, Vikram rose an eyebrow.
Keerthi blushed bashfully, hopping towards the bed after she was done.
Vikram gathered his wife in his arms, as they silently held each other.
“What are you thinking?”
Keerthi laced her hand with her husband’s,”Just how far we’ve come.”
“How far is that?”
Keerthi smiled, looking up at her husband, loving the small smile that played on his lips, the slight curiosity his eyes displayed, she brushed the hair falling into his eyes,”I think we’ve come pretty far.”
Vikram laughed, his arms going around her waist.
“You know?”
“What?”
“I really love you, a lot.”
Vikram gave his wife a tender smile,”I know that, darling. I love you too, more than you can imagine”, he dipped his head, kissing her warm mouth, their lips communicating to the other what words could not.
~THE END~