A Long Night

Vansh looked from between her glistening wet lips as a smile graced his own wet and glistening lips. He stared fixated in her grey eyes as he slowly licked his lips, and moaned as the taste flooded his mouth. He closed his eyes as he took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of her release and arousal.

Placing a soft kiss on the bud, he trailed kisses on her skin as he moved towards another set of lips. He kissed her, passion flooding in his system as the taste of her exploded in his mouth. He groaned in her mouth as a mixture of everything he loved dearly graced his tongue, it was her, her arousal and her release altogether.

"I love you", he mumbled as he took a breath, and before she could reply captured her lips back with his own.

Her hands encircled his neck, and she moved her lips to the rhythm he set. His erection was eminent, thrumming and fighting to get out of his briefs. When it got too painful, he moved away from her lips and gazed into her eyes.

Her eyes were the most gorgeous he had ever seen. They were plain-old grey in colour but the emotion they held took away his breath almost every time. There was strength and a desire to fight, there was insecurity but a will to overcome them, there were kindness and a boat-load of love for him and then there was desire. That desire that had the power to immediately make him putty in her hands.

The worst or best part was that he didn't mind it. He didn't mind being a putty in her hands, he didn't mind being called 'Joru ka Gulam' (an idiom commonly used in India to express that a man is under his wife's control, exact meaning 'slave to his wife') because being with her, enjoying even a single moment with her meant more than those jokes could ever.

His entire life had a purpose and worthy if he could just put a smile on her face.

She would never understand how utterly grateful and happy he was to have her in his life. She would never understand the strength she gave him every day just by being with him. She would never understand the true extent of his love.

He tried communicating this with his eyes, and then added, "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met. Nothing can compare to the joy of having you. Even when you are in your fifties, and illness and age have marked lines on your face, I'll remember this day and thank the universe for giving you to me. Thank the stars and heaven and everyone for allowing me to meet you and spend time with, to know how beautiful you are from the inside out. I will love you, forever"

Her eyes watered but a smile took hold of her lips. This was the most romantic this anyone had ever said to her, and even when this day was in ruins earlier, having him here was worth all that troubles. The video, her uncle, their problems, everything could wait because today was their wedding night and she was going to make it memorable, positively.

She pushed herself on his lips and kissed passionately. She didn't have the words, but she had all the emotions she needed to convey him of her love. She poured everything she had, every bit of love, desire and gratefulness in that kiss. That kiss reverberated with more than just carnal lust; it reverberated with love, with happiness and with promises of forever.

His lips soon started moving to the side of her neck, sucking and nibbling on her collarbone - the one spot that could undo her very very easily. She moaned as she arched her back, positively sure that this kiss would leave a mark.

True to her assumption, the kiss left a mark. And as Vansh saw it forming, he grinned, smug and content.

He moved his sinful lips to bind over her left nipple, that stood erect waiting for his attention from the movement he first touched her.

His fingers trailed softly on her skin, awakening all her cells and preparing them for the direct impact. One lone finger moved down her slick folds and immediately a burst of anticipation shot through her. Heat moved down to the apex of her thighs and her back arched.

A gasp mixed moan left her mouth when he bit on her left nipple and thrust his finger inside at one go. He gently massaged the insides of her wall, soothing her arousal and then, without any warning started thrusting his finger in and out.

She gasped, moaned, and groaned as delicious tingles spread all across her body, and her back arched to give him greater access to her breast. She climbed high up her pleasure scale, building, building, building, and when she was so close, at the brink of an explosion - he added another finger and she collapsed around him.

Her chest was heaving and her eyes closed. Her left nipple that was still in his mouth was sending mixed signals of pleasure and pain, and when he bit harshly, on the now overly sensitive, pebble, she gasped.

His fingers remained inside her, massaging her as she rode her climax. When she opened her eyes, he moved his mouth to give her other nipple the same attention.

"Want you, all of you", she stammered out with heaving breath.

"Soon", he promised and thrust both his fingers, hitting directly on her front hall.

"Ah!", she groaned and soon came unravelling when her throbbing clitoris received his thumb's attention and two of his fingers entered her mouth.

She sucked on his fingers and bit when the pleasure got intolerable, while he masterfully created a wonderful orgasm in her body.

As she collapsed on the bed after her third orgasm consecutively, her folds were dripping wet, her brain crashing and her arousal hitting the sky. All these orgasms only build the anticipation and arousal for him, to have him inside her completely and utterly, to feel the length of him stretching and pushing her to the cliff of pleasure.

She opened her eyes to find him staring into her, his grey-blue eyes with some specks of gold scattered here and there were beautiful. But beyond beautiful, they were open and inviting. They invited her to bask in his emotions and thoughts. They invited her to see all his fears and his fights. They invited her in to convey his love, the very power of which could not be determined.

She smiled in the aftermath of her orgasm and diving into his soul. She pecked his lips and stayed there, feeling his soft lips over his. She felt the smile on his lips and then felt small kisses on her skin as he moved down to her nether lips.

"No", she shouted and pulled him up by his arms, "No more of this, Fuck me already!"

"But I want to taste you", he pouted.

"You already did"

"Your taste is better than ice-cream so of course, I want more. I'm greedy like that", he grinned and after a moment of thought, he added, "Actually..." and moved away from her.

She propped her tired body on her elbows, watching him stand up with a confused expression on her face.

"What?", she asked, but soon got distracted as she watched his body, covered in just a brief, move around the room. His muscles rippled deliciously, promising her everything he could deliver. 'Such a handsome man!', she sighed watching him move out of the bedroom.

She closed her eyes as she waited, enjoying a few moments of relief. A moment later, he returned, with a bowl in his hand.

"What is that?", she asked raising her brow.

"Desert! We missed it this evening", he announced and scooping a mouthful of ice-cream in a spoon offered it to her. She opened her mouth and savoured the vanilla flavour as it melted on her tongue.

Vansh took a bite for himself and with admirable grace bent down to leave a trail of vanilla over her skin. He scooped a spoonful and placed in on her sensitive nipples after giving each a peck. He covered every part of her skin except her sex, leaving chills in its wake.

Once done, he smiled at the art he created, said, "I always wanted to do this" and bent down to lick a line from her legs.

"Mmm", he groaned, "Shreya and vanilla is definitely my favourite flavour"

He enjoyed his desert while tingles of want and anticipation ran up and down her spine. The coolness of ice-cream and his warm mouth was a dangerous combination. He took his, literally, sweet time while her belly pooled with more desire than she could handle and without any release in spite, she reached her down.

But before she could touch, his hand took hold of her wrist and encircled her arm around his neck.

"Please", she begged.

"No"

"This is maddening, get inside of me already", she groaned as she pulled his hair.

"Soon, very soon", he smiled over her stomach and licked his desert.

"You are killing me"

He moved to her breasts, and taking a mouthful in his mouth, swirled his tongue over her nipples.

"Ah", she groaned and arched her back.

She didn't realize yet, but this was going to be a long night in the best and worst way imaginable.