Kissed her again and again.

"So, I will take that as yes," he said, which made Laya's eyes go wide. She bit her lips. But she didn't know that he was looking at her lips. Rahul was directly staring at her lips. Their faces were so close that her every small action could be noticed by Rahul.

Without wasting a minute, he slanted his head and kissed her lips, taking her by surprise.The siblings of them were nowhere to be seen. They had slipped away from the scene long ago.Since Laya fell on the knelt Rahul, he sat in a comfortable position while folding his legs. And he made Laya sit on his lap. His calloused hands moved from Laya's shoulders to her waist. The thin layer of Laya's saree, which was obstructing him from the direct contact of her skin, was removed by him. He pulled her closer to him as if he wanted to infuse her into his body as one. Instinctively Laya didn't feel repulsed.

She circled her hands around his neck and went along with the flow. Rahul was stunned by her actions but soon her reaction excited him. He found himself sucking her lips slowly. He felt like he was tasting honey when he sucked her lips. As he sucked, he ended up being greedy and started sucking the other lip. Laya felt like her body and mind were getting electrocuted with his kiss. She tried to kiss him back, but he, being dominated, made her tired. She couldn't keep her pace and let him do whatever he wished to. Rahul, who noticed the small woman in his arms was not resisting and was giving him access to do whatever he wanted to, felt happy. Soon, he started kissing her wildly. Maybe the word eating her would suit the situation rather than kissing her.

Rahul noticed that Laya has a thin and smooth waist, which he couldn't help but squeeze more. He rubbed circles with his thumb finger on her waist. Laya felt heat pooling in her stomach. She left as if his thumb fingers were doing some sort of magic to her body. Unknown to him, a soft cry released from her mouth. Her cry was soft and low. Her cry said she is enjoying it. Laya's cry felt music to Rahul that he couldn't help but ask for more. Rahul caressed her body curves with his calloused hands, making her moan in his mouth. Rahul didn't want to end the kiss but wanted to take it to a higher level.

Laya locked her fingers in his black silky hairs. Rahul couldn't help anymore but pinned her in the cold sand making her shiver in coldness. She instinctively snuggled closer to the warmth which was available to her. Rahul locked her legs with his long legs. His hands passionately explored her curves. Laya felt like his touches were starting a fire in her body.She couldn't help but yearn for more of his touch. And she tried to hug him so tightly that only their clothes were the only barriers between them. Rahul moved his hands from her curves to her hands. He interlocked their fingers together, making her concentrate solely on him. Rahul who feasted enough on her lips broke the kiss and let her have some oxygen.

"Little Chilly wifey, you will be my death one day," he said. Laya was too dazed with the earlier actions that she couldn't even process her words. She just left a moan for his response.

Rahul who heard her moan felt provoked. This woman was going to be his death one day!! He pressed his chest against her as he felt her mounds against his firm chest.

"This woman doesn't know the effect she has on me" he groaned inside his head and again slanted his head to capture her lips. Laya removed her hands from the interlocked fingers and ran her hands on his broad back as she got kissed by him. She realized he had especially a wide and broad back. And again, she ran her fingers on his chest. She removed two of his buttons and traced his exposed skin with her fingers.

When Rahul felt her touch, he groaned. He hugged her tighter to the point that Laya felt like her ones were going to crush.