Page 97 of Sumanika

I leaned in closer to the curve of her neck, hiding myself, and felt her fingers running through my hair. Our chests touched, and I pulled the comforter up to our shoulders.

“Your scent is cozy and alluring,” I found myself murmuring against her neck, and I heard her take a deep breath in response. This made me kiss her softly on the side of her neck.

“Does it feel good?” she muttered slowly, and I couldn’t help but smile lazily.

"It does,"

I felt her fingers tugging at the curls, stretching them out and leaving them to playfully bounce.

“You really have long hair,” her words made me smile.

“Really? Longer than yours?” I asked playfully, and she chuckled softly. I could feel her warmth against my chest.

“No, you wish,” she muttered.

She was soft. I couldn’t feel her bones. She wasn’t thin, but her waist was narrow. She had a small tummy. Her thighs were thick, which made her even more attractive when she walked.

“No, I do not wish,” I whispered against her skin, and she spoke in a slow voice.

“Suniye,”her words put a broad smile on my face, and I couldn’t hold back my happiness.

"Haayee,"

“Once again,” I spoke slowly, sensing her shyness in the silence.

She hesitated,“Suniye,"calling again, and I pressed my lips against her lower jaw. She pulled my hair a little, and I groaned with pain.

"Do not bruise me," she whispered and yelled at me, and I did nothing but press my lips even harder against the jaw, sucking her skin in.

She pulled my hair tighter this time and tried to move her neck away.

“Kunwar Agastya, Nandani will notice,” she muttered, biting her neck even harder, causing her to whimper in pain.

"Annnhhhh.” Her voice spun my thoughts in circles. The instant she whispered,“I hate you for this. You are a terrible husband.” I raised my gaze and met her eyes.

Her gaze flickered between my eyes and lips, and her cheeks turned a deeper shade of red.

“And what exactly do you want in a good husband?” I asked slowly as she lowered her gaze from my hair to my ear. Her attention shifted to my right ear, and I felt her index finger tracing its outline. She gulped silently and murmured softly.

“I just want you to be happy and healthy, always.” Her words brought a faint smile to my face as she gently pulled my face closer to hers.

Closing her eyes, she pressed her lips against mine. I could feel the soft tremble as she parted her lips and tried to suck mine. I gave in, closing my eyes, too. Tilting her face sidewards, she adjusted her lips and grabbed my lower lip between hers. My mind went crazy, and I could not stop myself from sucking on her upper lips.

She sucked mine first, then I sucked hers. It was slow, and she repeated, followed by me. Our mouths tasted each other; I could feel the buried demands retaking birth as she sucked hungrier.

Gasping, she pushed me away. Timidity veiled her eyes, but desire consumed her thoughts. She kissed me after a lingering look at my lips.

I could not believe how hungry she was.

"This way, I will end up fucking you hard, Suman,"

I warned her, pausing briefly. My voice emerged as a slow whisper from my lips. Frustration layered over her as she muttered, shaking her head slowly while taking a deep breath.

"No, you would not,"

And she pressed her lips against mine again. But this time, she grasped my lower lip between her teeth, and my entire body shivered as she scraped her teeth against mine, drawing out the blood. I groaned into her mouth. My hand immediately moved to her and tightly gripped the nape of her neck.

She moaned in frustration as I noticed the blood on her lips. My breath quickened, and I pressed my thumb against her lips, resting my forehead there too.“You are dead; you are so fucking dead,”

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