My Vulnerary Husband- our journey towards love - Chapter 264

|Innaya|

“Say something.”. Eshan nipped at my tender earlobe, pressing his strong body on mine.

‘How can I say something when… You… You- Ah! I can not even form a proper sentence with your seductive ministration.’ Feeling ticklish, I moved my head.

“Is there nothing you want to ask?” Eshan said, skimming his nose across the side of my face.

He changed from teasing my skin to kissing my lips. He would peck my lips and back away. He repeated it until I opened my eyes and looked at him in the eyes.

“I’m giving you a chance to ask. After this night, we won’t bring this topic up… ever, unless you want us to dwell in the past, missing out on our present. That would only lead to victory for those people. Do you understand?” He said, holding my gaze.

I could stare in those brown orbs till the eternity without blinking… Well, ok that was not humanly possible. But the lovesick girl in me though trembled under that intense stare, she wanted to continue holding his gaze.

“Oh, my sweet little wife. Am I that handsome?” Eshan chuckled, and the light from the table lamp reflected in his eyes, making them appear brighter, bold, and alluring.

“Any questions?” He prompted again, raising his perfect eyebrows.

I shook my head, snapping out of the my-husband-is-the-handsome-hunk-I-can’t-take-my-eyes-away-from haze.

I almost whacked my head for behaving like a teenage fan-girl. Could I have some shame left?

Eshan smiled again, and the composure I had worked on snapped again.

‘Ah! God, this can’t be happening. ‘ I closed my eyes. ‘Out of sight, out of mind… ‘

‘Damn! Whoever said this is an utter stupid.’ When one sense of sight closed, Eshan worked his magic and raided havoc over my four senses with his overbearing kisses and teasing.

“I assume that you don’t have any questions to ask. Good. Let’s bury this topic here. We’ll continue our business,” he whispered in my ear, his right hand going to my chest, dancing across my skin with an unhindered wildness. A tinge of gentleness still remained, and his fingertips maneuvered skillfully as if he was playing a symphony of passion, considering my body as his playing instrument.

***

Morning came too soon. We had fallen asleep quite late, perhaps around 3 or 4 o’clock in the early hours of the approaching daylight. But, my body clock had to act up and forced me to open my eyes at just half an hour past five.

Seriously?

What would have gone wrong if I had slept in for longer? I grumbled but woke up nonetheless. The blush came invited once I realized the shirtless man sleeping beside me had decided to hug me to his bare chest. I turned my head slightly with a careful movement to not disturb his sleep. Just like me, I knew he also did not have a good sleep in the past month.

The lights in the study used to remain on in the late hours of the night. I had caught him sneaking into the kitchen and preparing tea on several occasions and sitting mindlessly in the living room without touching the cup. He too had been restless.

He slept like a baby, with his mouth slightly opened and a little drool at the corner of his mouth. If only he had put his thumb inside his mouth, then he could rival any baby with the cuteness. I resisted the urge to pinch his cheeks.

Last night’s conversation amidst his seduction made me realize that Eshan did not want me to think much about it. Had he not played around and directly gone for revealing everything, I might have asked him questions swirling inside my head like a bottomless tornado. However, knowing he did not want to talk about it, I would just have to make a do with it.

Anyways, grandpa always said that the present is important, not the past. So, with this new morning, I decided to give a fresh start to our relationship, throwing the past one month out of my mind.

I smiled, wiping the drool from the corner of Eshan’s lips. Recalling last night’s kisses, I could not help but move my fingertips across those sinfully alluring lips that stole my breath for quite a several times.

If I looked in the mirror now, I was sure to find myself foolishly smiling and blushing at the same time.

The smile froze on my lips when abruptly the sleeping man opened his dark eyes and the hand that was resting on my waist, sneaked inside the T-shirt of his he had made me wear last night. So underneath his white T-shirt that was quite loose and comfortable, I wore nothing but my cotton panty. My poor bra was thrown aside by him last night, and he refused to bring it back.

“Good morning, Kitten,” Eshan greeted lazily. His voice turned deeper, reaching to my ears it sounded like a soothing melody. He nuzzled my hair.

“M-morning,” I replied, cursing myself for stuttering.

“I’ll get up. You sleep for a while. It’s still early.�� I tried to move out of his hold. The more I stayed closer to him, the more my mind was going blank.

“I’m cold. Help me warm up a little, alright. Yesterday’s two cold showers were quite tortuous,” Eshan said as he turned on his side, and hugged me tightly.

At the mention of cold showers, I averted my gaze. How could I forget how my ankle had protested in pain when because of his teasing, my body had reacted strongly and moved without any preamble. Then my always caring husband was back, and after apologizing for being inconsiderate, he had made me wear his T-shirt and had gone to the bathroom… for cold shower.

“Where do you want us to go?” Eshan asked, snuggling to me. I blinked, coming out of the last night’s memory.

Huh? How did we jump from a cold shower to where I want to go?

“Don’t frown.” Eshan rubbed the circle in the middle of my eyebrows, easing the frowning lines I didn’t even realize I was having.

“I’m asking where we should go for our honeymoon.”

Honeymoon! Ah! This man! He was certainly going to be my death one day!

“Let me go to the washroom first,” I said, pushing at his chest. He was making me blush first thing in the morning.

“Wait! I’ll help you.” Eshan held my hands before he sat upon the bed, sheets rolled down, revealing his bare upper torso. I licked my dry lips, looking at those broad shoulders and the finely shaped back.

I accepted his help without any protest, for I knew that he would not have it otherwise. The stubborn man would tease me to no end if I stayed with him, and there were my in-laws too. I just could not laze around without doing anything.

“Okay.” I nodded.