33~Falling deeper

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○Author's POV○

As soon as they pulled into the driveway, Aditya parked the car and cut the engine. In one swift move, he scooped her into his arms bridal-style.

"Aditya!" she gasped, laughing.

"No more teasing," he said with that dangerous glint in his eyes. "Now it’s my turn."

He carried her through the main door, the house silent and dimly lit. Most of the family had gone to sleep. He tiptoed through the hallway like a thief in the night, Kritika still in his arms, muffling her giggles against his neck.

They reached their room, and the moment the door shut behind them with a soft click, he pinned her gently against the wall.

"Now, Rani-sa," he whispered against her lips, “let’s see how long you can keep it together.”

But just as he leaned in to kiss her —

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

They froze.

A muffled voice came from the other side of the door.

"Bhaiyaaa! Bhaiyaaa!" Shivansh’s voice.

"Open the door. Bhabhi’s earrings are in there, Maa’s asking for them!"

Aditya groaned, dropping his forehead on her shoulder while Kritika bit her lip, trying not to laugh.

"Of all the people... why is he always there at the wrong time?" Aditya muttered.

"I think your brother has a sixth sense," she teased, placing a quick kiss on his nose.

"Sixth sense or sabotage," he grumbled.

Kritika straightened her hair and quickly fixed her dress, trying to act normal. Aditya opened the door slightly, his expression blank.

Shivansh peeked in and grinned. "Arre wah, bhaiya! Kaafi romantic mood lag raha hai!"

Aditya didn’t respond.

"Earrings?" he asked dryly.

Kritika handed them over from the dresser. Shivansh took them and winked.

"Don’t worry. I’ll tell Maa you were… busy being a dulha again."

The door shut firmly in his face.

Kritika burst out laughing as Aditya turned back to her, walking toward her with slow, deliberate steps.

"No more interruptions," he said, locking the door properly this time.

"I won’t mind if you kidnap me this time," she whispered, eyes twinkling.

"Oh, I’m not just kidnapping you," he murmured taking step towards her as she started taking step back until she collided with bed and fall on it.

He hovered over her, caging her with his arms.

"Now who will save you?" He asked with a smirk playing on his lips.

*𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬*

His grip on her wrist and chin tightening possessively, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

"You want to see what happens when you piss off your husband? Fine." Without warning, he leans down and captures her mouth in a fierce, demanding kiss.

His hands grip her wrists, pinning them above her head as he deepens the kiss, pouring all his frustration and desire in it.

As she was about to kiss him back and enjoy it, he pulled away making her frown.

"You love teasing, aren't you? Now it's my turn Rani-sa,"

Aditya's eyes darkened with a fire only she could light within him.

Her heart thudded in her chest as he held her wrists above her head again, completely at his mercy yet completely safe.

His lips brushed hers again, this time softer, slower, drawing her in like a slow burn. "You drive me insane," he murmured against her mouth, "and you love doing it."

"I don’t know what you’re talking about," she whispered, breathless trying to act innocent.

He chuckled low, the sound vibrating against her skin as he dipped down to trail kisses along her jaw, then down the curve of her neck. "No? Then why are you trembling beneath me, hmm?"

She arched slightly, a gasp escaping as his hand traced down her side, every movement deliberate, reverent. His other hand intertwined with hers, fingers locking like a silent promise.

"You make me forget everything, Kritika," he whispered against her shoulder.

His lips returned to hers, and this time, there was no teasing. Just raw, overwhelming love. He kissed her like she was the only thing keeping him alive, like he’d drown if he stopped.

His lips then moved to her jaw leaving wet kisses till neck. He bit on her soft spot making her hiss,

"Eshhhh," His buldge grew inside his pants hearing the sound, he then sucked there to soothe the pain.

Suddenly he stood up, and sat on the chair folding his arms over his chest.

"Strip Rani-sa!" He spoke, his voice commanding.

She gulped looking the way his eyes were darkened. When she didn't move he again spoke,

"Want me to help you Rani-sa but if I stood up from here, the pretty dress of yours will be laying down in pieces, so choice is yours," Her eyes widened hearing him and she stood up.

She started opening the strips of her dress and in no seconds it was laying on the ground. Now, she was standing just in her under garments which were doing nothing to hide.

His eyes roamed all over her body making her gulp in nervousness. He stood up and pushed her on the bed, hovering over her.

As he was about to continue, her phone rang making him groan in irritation. He was just one step ahead from killing the person.

Her hands reached to her phone and she looked at the caller id to see Shorya calling her.

She looked at Aditya who raised his eyebrows asking her 'Who is it', she turned the phone screen towards him to let him see as he saw the name flashing on the screen his jaw tightened remembering the last time when he visited here.

Aditya was about to cut the call but Kritika answered thinking it can be urgent which made him more angry.

Kritika answered the call with a hesitant,

"Hello?" while still lying beneath Aditya, who was now hovering over her, clearly not thrilled by the interruption.

His jaw was clenched, eyes fixed on her face, watching her every expression like a hawk.

Shorya’s voice came through the speaker, "Kritika, hey! Just wanted to check in before tomorrow’s board meeting. Do you have a minute?"

"Um... yeah, I do. But make it quick," she said, glancing nervously at Aditya.

Aditya's finger played on the side of her panty, he rubbed his finger on her wet clit over the panty making her bit her lips to control the sound which was threating to come outside from her mouth.

Aditya smirked knowing well what he was doing with her as he continued his torture,

Shorya continued, "I was reviewing the investor presentation and had a few points.."

"Tell him to email it!" Aditya whispered sharply.

"Shorya, can you just send everything over email? I’ll go through it first thing in the morning."

"Sure, no problem. Just wanted to touch base and by the way congratulations for the award, I wanted to come there but couldn't due to urgent work,"

"I understand, It's fine and Thank you Shorya," She somehow replied as Aditya fastened his pace on her clit.

"I saw your picture, you were looking beautiful," She smiled but the next second that smile of her vanished when seeing the smile of hers, Aditya entered his one finger inside her clit without any warning.

"Ouchhhh!" She couldn't control herself and hissed in pain.

"Hey, what happened? Are you okay?" Shorya asked, concerned.

Kritika glared Aditya who didn't stop thrusting his finger inside her.

"Y-yeah, I am o-okay," She said while panting.

"Why are you panting?" Shorya asked, worried not knowing what's going on.

"It's nothing, I will talk to you t-tomorrow," She quickly hang up.

Before she could say anything, Aditya added another finger inside her.

"Ahhhhhh! fuck" She yelled.

"Oh, so now business calls are more important than your husband’s... revenge session?"

Kritika bit her lip, trying not to make sound.

"You smiled while talking to him," he murmured against her jaw, his voice low and rough.

Kritika blinked, taken aback. "What? I was just being polite"

"Polite," he echoed, a hint of bitterness in his tone. He brushed his thumb over her lower lip. "You never smile like that when I talk business with you."

"That's because you don't talk business in that tone," she countered with a teasing glint, but her breath caught when he suddenly fastened his pace.

"Don't test me tonight, Rani-sa," he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. "You have no idea how much I want to remind you who you belong to."

Her eyes fluttered shut at the sound of his voice, velvet and danger wrapped in love.

"Aditya..." she whispered, unsure if it was a protest or a plea.

His lips ghosted over her collarbone.

"You let him steal even one second of your attention, and now I’m taking the rest of your night."

His jealousy wasn't just about Shorya, it was about the way she stirred something in him so deep and consuming that the thought of her being close to anyone else made him lose reason.

Kritika clutched his shirt, heart racing. “

"You’re being crazy," she whispered breathlessly.

He pulled back just enough to look in her eyes.

"For you? Always."

He leaned in close, brushing her hair away from her face. "Now it’s urgent that I remind you who you belong to."

Her breath hitched. He started thrusting inside her again and again making her moan.

"A-aditya I am about to..." She somehow uttered.

"Not now, you won't come until I say,"

"A-aditya please, I can't...."

Aditya's fingers curl inside her, hitting that spot that drives her crazy. "Shh," he whispers, his lips brushing against hers.

"Not yet. You'll wait until I say, understand?" She nodded.

"Words, I need words darling." He commanded. He knows she's close, can feel her trembling around his fingers.

"Y-yes,"

Aditya smiles darkly, his fingers slowing down but maintaining that perfect pressure. "Good girl," he praises, his voice low and commanding. Suddenly, he removes his fingers completely, leaving her empty and whimpering.

He brings his fingers to his mouth, sucking on them slowly. "Mmm, you taste so sweet."

He growls adding his fingers again inside her, his eyes locked onto hers.

"Tell me who do you belong to?" He curls his fingers inside her, hitting that spot that makes her whimper and arch her back. "Who?"

She couldn't reply.

He speeds up his fingers, hitting her G-spot relentlessly while his free hand pinches her already sensitive nipple. "I asked you a question." His cold tone is deliberately unyielding, making sure she understand his ownership. "Who's fucking pussy is this? Hmm?"

"Y-you."

A smirk spreads across his face as she finally answer. "Good girl," He praises coldly, pumping his fingers faster and harder. "You're mine. This pussy is mine to use, to tease, to fill with my cock whenever I want."

"Cum for me Rani-sa, let me taste you." As he said, she came all over his finger. He licked his fingers. Her head fall back, tired as hell.

"You're tired already? Too bad. I'm not done with you, it's just starting Tulip."

He leans down, capturing one of her sensitive boobs between his teeth. He bites gently, then laps at it with his tongue before sucking it deeply into his mouth. He continues to finger her slowly, his other hand reaching up to pinch and twist her other neglected breast. "Your tits are so damn sensitive..."

He switches to the other side, sucking hard, making her cry out. He loves these sounds, loves how sensitive and reactive she is.

Her hands reached to open the buttons of his shirt but his hand stopped her.

"Let me do it Ma'am, for you." She smiled as he started unbuttoning his shirt, his eyes locked with her following her every action.

In a minute, he was standing naked with his boxers only. He removed her panty completely and stretched her thighs making her shiver.

He started making patterns on her thigh, teasing her knowing how much she needs him.

"Aditya..."

"Say it, what do you want?"

"I want your..."

"Do you want my mouth on your pussy?" He asked as she nodded.

"Words Rani-sa."

"Y-Yes."

"On your demand Ma'am," He buries his face between her thighs, his fingers spreading her wide open.

He licks slowly, from bottom to top, parting her folds with his tongue. He finds her sensitive bud and circles it, then sucks it into his mouth.

"Ahhhhhh!" With her each moan, he sucked harsher there.

He hooks his arms under her thighs, lifting her higher to get a better angle. He eats her out hungrily, like a starving man.

His tongue licks and suck her. He growls against her pussy, the vibrations sending shockwaves through her. He attacks her clit with his mouth, sucking and licking until she's thrashing beneath him, her hands fisting in his hair.

He feels her walls clamp down on his tongue as she come again, her juices flowing into his mouth. He laps it up greedily, not stopping until he's milked every last drop from her. He lifts his head, his face wet with her release.

"Aditya please," He smirked knowing what does she want.

"Say it Tulip."

"I want you inside me,"

"As you say," He pulled his boxer down showing his thick and hard buldge making her eyes wide at the size.

"A-Aditya, it's so... I won't be able to take it," She spoke making him chuckle.

"I will be gentle Rani-sa, if you want I can stop," She shook her head in no.

"Mark me yours Rana-sa," She told him to continue as he positions himself at her entrance, rubbing the head of his cock against her clit, making her shiver.

He pulled his cock inside her slowly giving her time to adjust,

"Ahhhhhhhh!" She screamed loudly and he stopped.

"Fuck You're so tight, Rani-sa." He waited for her to adjust and when she guarded him to continue he started thrusting inside her slowly.

"Ahhhhh!" He kissed her tears making patterns on her waist to soothe the pain.

"You can go fast now," She told him but still he was going slow afraid of her getting hurt. She pulled him towards him and bit on his lips.

"I told faster Rana-sa, I am fine," She told again as he started thrusting fast this time.

He pounds into her relentlessly, each powerful thrust shaking the bed. His hands grip her hips hard enough to bruise, holding her in place as he takes her savagely.

She scracthed his shoulder with her long nails. He continues to ruthlessly pound into her, his heavy balls slapping against her with each thrust. He's sweating, grunting, moaning.

He wraps his arms around her thighs, pulling her legs up and against his chest, opening her up even wider for his brutal thrusts. He stares down at where he's joining with her, watching his thick length disappear inside her tiny, quivering opening.

His body glistens with sweat, making his chiseled muscles glint under the dim light.

He leans down and captures her mouth in a heated kiss, his tongue dominating hers as he continues to pound into her mercilessly.

"I got the most beautiful woman as my wife," He said kissing her forehead.

"Come with me Tulip," She did as he say her. They both come together. Her head fall back on the bed as she closed her eyes. He stood up and went inside the bathroom.

*𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝*

He came back with a wet towel and cleaned her. She was now asleep. He made her wear one of his shirt and then went inside the bathroom to take shower.

After sometime, he came back and saw her sleeping with frown on her face. He walked towards the drawer beside bed and took out massage oil. He started massaging her legs and waist. Her face relaxed making him smile.

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐭!

~𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫?

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