My Vulnerary Husband- our journey towards love - Chapter 261

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD: READERS ARE WARNED TO PROCEED WITH CAUTION:: KEEP A REMOTE OF AC AND GLASS OF COLD WATER BY YOUR SIDE (:-D):: JUST DON’T KEEP ROTTEN TOMATOES AND EGGS TO THROW AT THIS AUTHOR IF THIS CHAPTER DOES NOT MEET YOUR EXPECTATIONS. ( Author is running away… lol)

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|Innaya|

Eshan seemed little… No, more than a little moved when I expressed what I truly felt. With him, I could be anything but afraid. Since the first time I saw him in my bedroom to this moment of being intimately close in our bedroom, we have journeyed a long way. It might sound that seven months was not that long of a time frame, but I knew better.

From being cautious and afraid of even brushing fingers to lying barely covered, I have come quite a long way. From being a little nervous newly-wed bride to the woman of the man, I have learned to love. So, I did not fear anything with him around.

Looping my arms around his neck, I welcomed his kiss.

Drowning in bliss, I followed Eshan’s lead and gave my everything in. His hands wandered around, sometimes caressing, sometimes pressing and sometimes teasing. He did not seem to be willing to part from my mouth as his ragged breathing fanned my face. Our noses pressed in each other’s skin, and tongues got tangled.

“Mhmm…”

The sound of my m.o.a.ning with a strange satisfaction left me amazed and a little bashful.

Eshan pulled away from his lips and pressed his forehead against mine, breathing heavily as if that one kiss exhausted him, but that smile hanging on his lips said otherwise.

He looked ecstatic for some reason.

“I love you, ” Eshan confessed after straightening up.

I smiled in the response, slightly blushing. His mischievous hands had already left me tingling as they moved across my bare skin.

“Ah! Why are you so beautiful!” Eshan sighed dramatically and caused me to blush more with shyness. The poking against my stomach was not helping either. Though I said, I was not afraid, there was that lingering feeling of nervousness.

“I should take off my shirt. I’m feeling quite stuffed here,” Eshan said, winking at me as his gaze followed down my face. For a while, his gaze lingered on my bosom. “You like kittens?” he asked abruptly. “We can get one for you.”

I narrowed my eyes, finding his question a little unexpected. “What is it with you and kittens? Why did I not know about your strange obsession with cats?”

“I love only one kitten,” Eshan smirked and leaned down to kiss my shoulder.

“Aah…” I gasped surprised when his sharp teeth nibbled on my skin.

“You- what are you biting for?” I shoved his shoulders, and he straightened up, grinning widely.

“You can bite me too. Who stopped you? Weren’t you biting on my thumb? You even licked it like a kitten,” Eshan retorted, putting his palm before my mouth. “Go on, bite till your heart’s content. I won’t say a word of protest.” He almost pushed his palm in my mouth.

‘Huh? You dared to bring that up. Let me see how strong you are. Hmph! I was sleeping. Were you sleeping as well? You could have stopped me. It was clear that you were enjoying it, and still want to tease me. Hmph! Hmph!’ My cheeks puffed at the indignation I felt. Narrowing my eyes, I decided to teach him a small lesson. Did he not bite me now? I would just do that.

I held his palm with my hand. Opening my mouth, I just took the side of his palm between my teeth. However, in the end, I could not bring myself to bite him. I was hopeless when it came to him.

“What? Can’t hurt me. Aww, so adorable, Kitten.” Eshan patted my head. I took out his palm and swatted at it.

“Stop babying me. Alright?” I glared at him. “And, stop calling me Kitten.”

“Do you know why I am calling you a Kitten?” Eshan asked as he looked indifferent to my glaring.

“Say it.”

Eshan instead of answering looked down at my chest. His both hands reached forward and his thumbs brushed across the sides of my b.r.e.a.s.ts. My eyes opened wide, and I forgot to breathe with his feather-like touch.

“This kitten design on your bra is quite pleasing to the eyes.” Eshan chuckled heartily, and the sound of his chuckles made me blush at the knowledge of his fingers that were treacherously moving around.

“Okay. Let me get rid of my shirt before we can take care of this,” Eshan said as he held the hem on my bra with his fingers. They retreated but not before teasingly sneaking inside from the end, and left quickly.

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He sat up. Slowly, he pulled his blue T-shirt over his head. He took his own sweet time. His beautiful upper half was getting exposed- bit by bit. I could only watch entranced with the way his fair skin gleamed in a yellow night lamp.

“Ayesha did everything in her one-sided love, ” Eshan said out of the blue.

At first, I did not get what he said as my attention was on the seductive man and his seductive actions.

“Sahil helped her, unknowingly.”

It was until I sensed the tinge of anger in his voice that I paid attention to what he was saying. “What did you say?”

Eshan took hold of my hands as he bent down, and pressed them on his bare chest. His warm skin was slightly perspired. I wanted to know what he said, but his actions were making it difficult to concentrate on anything apart from him.

“Sahil and Ayesha were in a relationship before our marriage, and Ayesha broke up with him saying that she could not forget me,” Eshan said apathetically. “She and her mother did everything intending to ruin our marriage.”

My eyes snapped, breaking through the haze of intimate moments.

“Huh? What? But Ayesha clearly was shocked when she saw me. Was she faking it?” I frowned, recalling Ayesha’s reaction when she arrived. However, after that, her hidden jabs, sarcasm, and intentional attempts of getting close to Eshan flashed in my mind, and I promptly closed my mouth.

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