Chapter 39: Chapter 39
"The real love making is where couple stripes each other with eyes before even their hands start doing the job."
Abhimanyu's Perspective
Looking here and there, her quizzical eyes landed on me, "Abhi... Where are my clothes?" She was constantly biting her lips and her eyebrows forming a crevice in consideration. I rubbed my nape, buoying up myself on the elbows and dragged her back. She made zero protests when I cupped her nape and kissed her, I could feel the desire building up in her. I gripped her fist and made her loosened the hold of the sheets. It came undone in a wink. I scraped her feminine frame out of the satin sheet and floated over her.
"Abhi..." I was coming to belief that I was never going to get enough of hearing her moan my name as if her life depended on me. I wasn't sure but my life definitely depended on her.
"I love you." I glanced at her eyes adorably, before kissing her sweet plum lips.
"I love you too." She palmed my face and kissed my forehead. Something that she had done a lot of time since last night and it somehow made my heart swell in pride that no matter she was going to be with me.
When I was finally sated with the physical contact, I tore off my shadow from hers and skid aside. She was lying on the bed, resembling a nymph with her hair frizzled over pillows but I had to constrained myself.
"Ah, what?" She struggled to sit up and wore her sheet again. "Are you not going to make love to me?"
"Not now."
"But why?"
I didn't want to say no, now when she was asking for it but I still handled, raking fingers through her hair. "Because we've to get fresh and go out. C'mon." I got up and wore the discarded pajamas that were on the ground.
She was sitting in previous position for a while and then started her hunting. "Wait, where my clothes are?"
"I don't know..." I shrugged innocently.
"What! How can that be possible? My clothes were just beside yours. You've found yours and you don't know where are mine?" She jumped on her knees to peep under the bed and behind bedpost. I laughed at her antics and picked up the towel from the cupboard.
"I am not joking, Abhi. Where are my....wait, you had your boxers on just a minute ago but we slept, um, like that. Then, how come?" She blabbered on her own.
"Abhi, I am asking you." She called again and frustrated this time. I turned on to my heels and snapped my fingers before her. "Magic! I am taught not to sleep naked." I made fun and she puffed her face, "I didn't sleep bare because of own reason. We did that, you know, so I couldn't wear.... anyway, where are my clothes?"
"I am clueless, baby." I posed a pout, kissing the air and smiled thinking how hard it was for me to keep my body off hers after being done for more than one way. She was or maybe I was insatiable.
"Abhi...please. Give me my clothes, you know where it is?" She whined.
"I really don't know baby..." I kissed her sharp counters and she glared me, "Then are they suddenly become invisible that I can't see them?"
"Perhaps!" I shrugged, padding to the washroom. The whole time under hot water I was laughing thinking about my wife who must've been searching her clothes in every corner of the room, thinking she would find them when I knew that I had discarded them to her bags.
"Why are you still wrapped in bed sheets?" I asked her amused when I came out wrapping towel around my waist. She must have been trying to open cupboard because her one hand was on the knob and other fixed the sheet near her chest.
"This is wrong Abhi; won't you give me clothes if I say I'm feeling cold?" She skidded to me with extra large sheet.
"Of course I will. But what will I get in return?" I wiggled my eyebrows in mischief.
"What do you want?" She asked after a pause and I leaned on to her smirking as she backed away closing her eyes.
"Spent a day on my terms..." I whispered in her ears huskily and she opened her eyes with a jolt, knitting her brows. "That's it?"
I nodded, sniffing her scent. She smelled of me and more of ...sex.
"So you could have asked me this without doing this." She made a face pouting and pointed at her, catching me off guard. How can this simple pout seduce me!
Observing my reactions, she quickly leapt onto me and glided her arms around my neck. "So now are you going to give me back my clothes or should I strip you off from this towel?" She whispered, sniffing my neck and planted kisses, causing me to groan.
It was intolerable for me to keep off my hands and refrain my instincts from making her mine again, claiming her body again, stamping her soul with mine. She bit near my neck gently and swirled her tongue to ease the pain.
"Shree stop!!" I muttered, pinning her to the wardrobe and skimmed wet kisses on her neck. She clutched my shoulders for support and kissed me hard.
"I don't want to..." She looked straight in my eyes making it impossible for me to stop.
"You are sore." I bit her earlobe, trying to open the knot of sheets near her chest and she raved her hand on my naked torso, gasping. "I'm not. God! You are such a pussy cat. Was this the reason you didn't make love to me an hour back?"
"A what?" I plundered her lips again before she could say anything and pulled her sheets away, revealing her in her birth suit.
"I look like a pussy cat to you?" My hands travelled to cup her apex and she molded herself against me.
"Of course, the frightened self shooing me away." She breathed out, between the kiss and I swiveled her, pushing on the bed, "Don't blame me later!" I groaned, coming up on her and she giggled, pulling me. "I won't."
"God!! How sweet you smell! I'll eat you up someday." I chewed on her cleavage and her fingers knitted in my hair.
"Abhi!" She moaned as I grinded her front with mine before my towel found its place on the floor as well with the satin sheets.
***
"Um...Abhimanyu get up! It's 1pm." I felt her stirring me but I groaned and pulled her more in me.
"Sleep yaar and let me sleep." I muttered and hid my head in her chest, putting a leg over her.
"Ouch!! Keep it off." She hissed, swatting off my leg and I blinked my eyes in displease. But the sight before me got me hard, she was glaring at me totally stick up to me, looking breathtaking with ruffled hair, pink and swollen lips and utter delicious to be feasted upon again, because of the new marks I'd gifted her.
My hands around her and our body glued to each other sans any piece of cloth, could never cease to excite me. As soon as I scanned her, she became conscious and a deep red hue covered her cheeks, making me grin.
"Stop laughing and get up! I need to use washroom." She whooped and took my shirt from the side table, slipped it on.
"Alright! I will call the breakfast here." I shouted to inform her as she made her way in the bathroom.
"Much better!" Her response came; I get dressed and called up the room service to get breakfast in the room itself. She came out, getting dressed in light purple striped top and black jeans, drying her hair.
"Let's skip it off. I'm really tired and we'll go tomorrow." She yawned, switching on the television as the breakfast comes and I served us.
"I agree." I joined her and set on to the movie, "We have half month."
"Really?" She asked, excitedly and I nodded, pulling her on my lap, tugging her hand, "You are fine?"
"You've asked me this, millionth times since yesterday night, I'm perfectly good." She smiled and leaned onto my shoulder.
"I want you to be safe, secured and happy!" I put my arm around her, caging her in a hug.
"I am!" She looked in my eyes, pecking my lips and turned her attention to the movie. I kissed her hair. God!! Let my life always be like this, I prayed to God intertwining our fingers.
Shree's Perspective
The buoyant amass of our fifteen days were spent almost in a blink. I didn't realize when our trip came to an end. Each day was bliss and each night was filled with passion and intense love. I'd got to see new shades of The Abhimanyu, he could be an incurable lover, a kinky seducer and a wallet leaky shopper in zero point zero zero zero one second. He'd tried to bankrupt himself with the speed he was purchasing things to me but I somehow kept him back.
Azores, an island I'd never heard of before, was indeed a place for adventurer. I personally would've chosen cheesy destination but I'm glad he didn't share his view with me because I was in love with Azores.
The volcanic craters we visited, the lakes and lava fountain where the real molten lava was flowing, were just awesome.
Street food was a blooper, because I couldn't assess what had I eaten in the plate of MacMonnies. The overpowering smell of eggs hit me as steam hissed out of cracks in the ground, while mud violently boiled and bubbled. Two men were shoveling heaps of soil from the smoking earth before hauling pots out of steaming pits with lengths of string. This was dinner, Azores-style.
We'd Casita there which was basically a Portugal layered dish of sweet potato, cabbage, chicken, sweet beans, pasta sheets and lots of cheese. Best of Azores was, twin craters; two adjoining lake with blue and green water. The best dish I'd tasted ever in my life was, "caldeirada de peixe" which was basically a local fish stew.
I'd, for the first time, saw real dolphins and sperm whales. The localists said it remained in waters all round the year. We visited the vineyards and tried some Verdahlo wine, they said it was favorite tsar of Nicolas I.
Abhimanyu had got me a real pearl when he Scuba-dived off the coast of Terceira Island. I too joined him the other time and he'd finally managed to get a Pearl. That's pretty rare, though!
"This pearl to embellish my pearl." He'd said, affectionately kissing me in the coast, full of thousands people. I'd just blushed and hugged him back then. We saw the rare marine life such as eagle rays and octopus.
Abhimanyu had assorted beach villa for us and that was another aspect of his sly nerve because we'd done several romantic adventures in our private beach, falling on the sand while having mouth on each other was the favorite one of mine. He never ceased to amaze me with his fantasies. I'd learned a little Portuguese through bellboy and local vendors, like Olá, Bem vindo de Volta, Tenha um bom dia, Tenha um bom fim de samana.
"Don't worry! If you want we'll come here again." Abhimanyu traced me out and hugged me as I stopped my chain of thoughts while packing our stuff and the other bag of gifted for the family.
"I can't believe our honeymoon ended so soon." I mumbled, pinning the bags down and he wound his arms around me, caging me from back, "Trust me even I can't believe it and it's more disheartening for me because now I won't be able to have bits of you, as and when in our home."
"Aren't you always thinking about romance nowadays?" I quirked my eyebrow at him and he pasted his lips on mine, keeping them still, "No, about sex."
"Abhi...."
"It is your entire fault." He pecked my lips, "You are so sweet and so so tasty."
"Will you miss me this much?" I hugged him looking into his eyes, they were really sad that he wouldn't be able to witness this we had there again.
"That's not a question." He whispered.
"Make this moment memorable for us." I sucked his lower lip, garlanding my arms around his neck and fell on the bed with him over me. I had offered him a no boundary love. He roamed like a nomadic, providing me shelter in his arms. That day we roamed in the streets of Azores to recapture the moments we'd spent over there and it was what made me realize that how much correct I was to be with him.