Shivering like a delicate flower

Ch-69

"Rahul, Shall we go to the beach tonight?" Laya asked as she folded the clothes.

"Didn't we go yesterday," he asked.

It was their second day trip to Goa. `The first thing they did after reaching Goa was going to a beach.

"Please," she asked as she put down the shirt and walked towards him. She tried to use her innocent eyes on him.

"I want to go on a cruise ship, please," she asked.

"You want to?" he asked.

She nodded like a bunny.

"Then I need benefits," he said raising a brow. She snorted but came forward and kissed his lips. When she was about to retract her lips, he caught the back of her head and kissed her hungrily. He pushed her to the nearest wall and kissed her feverishly. He let her off only when she was out of breath. Burying his face in her neck, he inhaled deeply.

"Laya," he called her out in his hoarse voice.

"Hmm," she responded breathing hard.

"I want you," he said.

Laya was still recovering from their first night. The day before yesterday he took her first time, and he took her that day during the shower. He wanted to do it yesterday too but he didn't because she was in pain.

The most embarrassing part was he went to the hospital and took a doctor's prescription for the meds and ointments for her.

And the maid put the bedsheet aside instead of washing it. She even said that the first night's clothes, bed sheets shouldn't be touched by a third person according to the custom. Ufff…. Laya felt her face was burning. Despite her embarrassment when she decided to wash it… Rahul took the sheet and washed it. And he even made a big fuss saying he hurt her a lot and she lost a lot of blood. That annoying husband of hers again went to the hospital consulted the same doctor and asked for tablets to regain her blood.

Ugh! How irritating! This man was surely a dumb one! But despite his dumb actions, his love could be seen. The meds and ointments he bought helped her a lot. She was able to walk and she could feel no pain.

But again she doesn't want to do it right now. She was sure even if she does that now, he would ask tonight.

"It hurts," she said trying to resist his touches.

"I will be gentle," he said not wanting to stop.

"Tonight," she said.

"I want you," he said as he sucked her harder.

"Rahul, Please. Tonight, after we return from the cruise ship," she said.

"Laya, you said it," he said as he raised his head from the crook of her neck. Laya blinked at him innocently. Rahul just wanted to get her laid under him every second, every minute but she was in pain. But he noticed she wasn't that much pain after the meds. But she was just avoiding him. So, he trapped her. Poor little laya fell for him.

And her blinking at him was making it hard for him. "Laya, if you blink again, I will take you against the wall," he said. Laya was confused again. She didn't understand what he meant for some time. When she realized what he meant, she blushed. Lowering her head, she tried to run away from him, but he just caught her swiftly in a second.

"Where are you running, Little wife?" he asked.

"I am not li…" Laya wanted to say she wasn't little but she remembered the bathtub scene.

"You are not? What?" Rahul asked as he raised his brow.

"I am not comfortable standing. Let me go," she said as she tried to push him with his chest.

"You are comfortable with this position while sleeping and sitting?" he asked.

"I have things to do," she said and pushed him.

"Well, get ready for tonight. I will take you," he said.

Laya's head turned off for a second. "Pervert!" she yelled.

"I said I will take you to the cruise ship and get ready for that. What are you thinking, little wife?" he asked raising his brow.

Laya just huffed at him and went back to her folding clothes. Rahul just laughed at her as he went out to make a call.

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That day night…

"Where are we going? The cruise ship is that way," she said angrily. She wore a baby pink saree embroidered with pearls. She matched her saree with a choker necklace which was embedded with red and white diamonds along with a ring in flower shape with pink diamonds in it. Letting her hair loose, she just applied minimal makeup and light pink shade.

"Wait, My little wife," he said.

They went near a boat that more likely looked like a private boat. "Hop on," he said.

Laya did as he said. Then he followed her. "This is our ship. You don't need to squeeze yourself in that big cruise ship with others," he said.

"But I never went to a cruise ship party," she said.

"I will take you to one next month," he said.

"Why not this?" she asked with a pout. Seeing her cute pout in her baby pink saree made his blood rush towards his manhood.

"This is not safe. That ship can only handle two hundred people but there are two hundred and fifty people. If it is drowned there are no major measures to rescue the people," he said.

"You are boring," she said.

"I won't be boring tonight," he said with a wink making her blush.

"Show me around," she asked.

"Sure," he said.

The boat is big enough for a family to love for days. There is a deck with a couch enough for two people to sit and also there are two chairs. There is a bedroom in the boat, which was decorated with petals. The inside was lit with candle-like bulbs which made it look romantic.

"You did this?" she asked.

"No! I asked the maids to clean the ship as you and I are coming at night. Maybe they thought we are going to have fun in it," he said.

"You are being a pervert," she said. She went ahead and was about to clear the petals to sit. But Rahul already pushed her down making the petals jump a bit.

"I will show you how big pervert I am," he said.

"What?" she asked blinking her eyes.

"Don't blink, like that wifey," he said pinning her hands above her head. Laya was already feeling uncomfortable with her saree. The embroidery was pressing to her skin making her uncomfortable. And their position made it more terrible for her.

"Rahul, Please. Move. The saree isn't comfortable," she said with an uncomfortable face.

"Then we will take it off," he said.

He tried to pull it off but Laya secured the saree with pins which made it hard for him to rip it off.

"Rahul! Please! You are going to spoil the saree!" she yelled.

"Then remove it," he asked.

"If you want it, we shall go back. Not here," she said as she looked into his eyes.

"Why not here?" he asked.

"What if the captain hear us?" she asked innocently.

He chuckled. "There is no captain here," he said.

"What? What if we drown? What if we dash into a rock? We need to go back," Laya said as she tried to wiggle and run.

"Stop, my dear little cat, this boat has a system of driving on its own. The AI has functioned in a way that it would direct to the safe place if it detects any danger," he said.

"Oh," she responded.

"Now, remove your saree," he asked. Laya knew there is no point of escape from him. She just removed the pin of her frill and detached it from her blouse. All the while Rahul's eyes raked her like a predator. She removed the pin and let the frill lay loose on her body. All the while he only left her hands to move freely but didn't move from his position.

Uffff…. She felt so embarrassed removing her clothes in front of him.

Rahul saw her hesitation. He dipped his head and kissed her lips. Slowly, he moved his hands on her curves. Breaking the kiss he started peppering kisses on her neck and jaw. He removed the frill and moved his hands to the front of her blouse in the search of hooks. But there were none. Frowning, he got up and saw that there were indeed no hooks.

"Where are hooks?" he asked scratching his neck.

"This blouse doesn't have hooks," she said.

"Why? All your blouses have no?" he asked not liking the fact that he has to remove the blouse above her head.

"This is not a blouse," she said hesitating.

"What?! Then what is it?" he asked.

"Ravika," she said. [A type of blouse but it doesn't have hooks. At the back, all you need to do is tie a knot.]

"What is the difference between a blouse and this damned Ravika," he asked feeling irritated.

Laya moved a little and turned her back to him. It doesn't have hooks even at the back but a knot. Rahul's eyes darkened at her braveness.

"Wear this kind of blouses only in front of me," he whispered in a low voice. Laya was already blushing like beetroot at his words. He bent down and kissed her exposed skin on her back making her shiver. In a swift, he pulled the knot. He kissed her bareback and moved along the way to her waist. He turned her to face her belly button. He kissed her till she compressed her stomach.

Raising his head, he looked at his wife who closed her eyes. He raised her hands and removed the blouse from her. When he looked he was shocked at what he saw.

Damn! She didn't even wear a bra. He checked the blouse again but the blouse has inbuilt cups. But doesn't stop her from wearing a bra. Nevertheless, all this was for him. And he was glad, he didn't take her to the cruise ship. Peppering kisses on her breasts he savored them like a baby. Laya tried hard to suppress her cries and moans but she couldn't. He peppered kisses down and loosened her saree petticoat. In a swift, he pulled it down leaving her in only panties. Laya shivered at the cold contact of the air. She pulled Rahul closer and hugged him. As she shared his body heat with her she felt relaxed. But Rahul didn't stop there, he broke the hug. He hastily removed his clothes before hovering over her, ripping her panties he entered her. Every time he entered her, Laya's world shook. She shivered like a delicate flower for the morning fog. As time passed, she shivered hard as the fog turned into morning dew drops that grazed her petals.

They made love till it was late at night before they slept in each other's arms.

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Author's notes:

1900 words. Wanted to divide it into two chaps. But don't know where to divide. So just published it the way it is.