Toxic love by Shikha Mishra (top fiction books of all time .txt) 📖

"Baby take it in your mouth, just do what you did with my finger and don't let your teeth touch it. Okay."

I nod. I lightly touch it with my finger and groan escapes his mouth.

"Baby don't tease me."

My eyes goes to his balls. Should I touch it? Will it hurt him?

Not prying more on it I lightly caress it. "Fuck baby...... I told you not to tease me."

I rub the back of my hand on his balls with my eyes fix on his face. I move closer and lick his top. Again a moan ripples through him.

I open my mouth wide and take him in my mouth.

"AHH fuck baby...care...careful with your teeths."

I start moving my mouth back and forth simultaneously running my tongue around him. My hands are playing with his balls. His hands on my head.

Suddenly he starts moving my head. Tears starts spilling from my eyes as I am not getting the proper amount of air. My both hands goes to his thigh. I pat his thigh in a sign to stop but he doesn't stops.

I move my hand to his hand holding my head and scratch it wanting him to stop it. Black dots starts appearing infront of my eyes.

Before I can close my eyes and give in dark abyss he stops. My mouth opens taking in huge amount of air.

"Fuck. I am....I am sorry baby. I-I forgot that i-it's your first time."

I nod letting him know I understand. But he doesn't calm down and to show him I am fine, I lick his balls making his body to jerk.

Again his eyes turns dark. He pushes me on the bed and in a lightning speed the skirt gets pooled around my midriff and my underwear on the floor.

"Ahhhhhh" I shout as he enters me. I pull him towards me through his neck and hug him tightly as he continues to move inside me.

My gaze again goes to the mirror and this time I don't remove it. I see his hips moving, my legs shaking, his face in the crook of my neck.

He removes his head from the crook of my neck and takes my lips in his. We start kissing.

"AHH.... Vi-Vihaannnnn" I come. My hands on his neck loosens. After few minutes he comes groaning.

I turn my head towards the wall watch and see that it's 8'o clock of the morning.

My eyes starts closing. "Buttercup we are not finished. You can't sleep."

"No vihaan. I am tired." I try to get him out of me as he is still inside me.

My eyes widens as I feel him hardening inside of me.

"Baby it's our wedding night." With that he starts moving.

He lifts me. I tighten my hands and legs around him. Standing on his knees he starts moving.

I nuzzle his neck. "Say that you love me."

"I lo-love you vihaan more th-than yo-you can think." I mumble.

"Say that you would never leave me whatever happens."

"I wi-will never leave....leave you."

I come. I scratch his back as I have become way too sensitive.

He also comes. We both fall on the bed.

"Now you can sleep." I smile. He had never went for third round since doctor has informed us that I have less stamina.

I nuzzle his neck and give up on the sleep which instantly takes to the la la land.

I woke up hearing knocking on the door. I open my eyes and see that it's 5o'clock of the morning. Oh my god I have been sleeping for the whole day.

I turn towards vihaan and see that his half of the body is on me with his head on other side sleeping on his stomach. I ruffle his hair. His head turns to my way nuzzling my neck. I giggle.

"Disha." Oh my god it's Suman aunty. With a great effort I push vihaan away.

"Yes aunty" I shout out.

"Sorry to wake you up but you have a ritual to perform. Nisha must have told you that you have to make a sweet dish."

Shit. How did I forget about it. "Yes mummy did told me. I would be out in few minutes"

"I will be in kitchen"

I sprint to the bathroom. I wanted to have a bath but not wanting to waste time I take a quick shower. Besides vihaan must have bathed me after I went to sleep. He always baths us after our interval.

I come out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me and on my head.

"Come to bed Disha." I ignore him and go to the walk in closet. If the world had worked in his way he would have had me on the bed everyday.

I blow dry my hair. I take out the saree which mummy had told me to wear on the first day. It's a plain red colour saree with a black sleeveless blouse.

It took more time then I thought it would to wear the saree. I try to tie the string of the blouse but failed. I leave it and start braiding my hair, don't want my hair to disturb me while cooking.

I put on a big gold hoops in my ear. I wear my mangalsutra (nuptial chain) and put vermilion on my middle partition. I wear red plain bangles on my hands. With a last look I come out of walk in closet.

I bend down and kiss vihaan on his cheeks "Good morning husband" I whisper in his ears.

He opens his one eye. I yelp as suddenly he pulls me through my hands.

"Good morning wifie." He nuzzles my neck. His hands roaming on my bare back.

"You are looking so hot. Did you dressed up for me."

"No for the ritual. Now can you please tie my blouse." I say. I woke him up for this only.

"Forget about ritual." I jerk feeling him cupping my breast as he had inserted his hand from behind. This blouse is going to get me late

"Vihaan stop." I try to push him away but fail.

"No. And I am your husband now so you should listen to me. And my order is........is to let your husband get rid of this saree and let me explore his wife's body." Oh my god he never fails in surprising me.

"Please vihaan." But he ignores me. He had already slipped my blouse's sleeve.

"Vihaan if you let me go now you would...oh yeah you would get my hand made dish. Do you want a sweet specially made by me?" I know he likes food made by me so why not use it in my profit.

"Then I want a your special chocolate cupcakes"