His Obsession

Chapter 14 : New Feelings

Mishti groans as she struggles to free herself from Shivaan’s masculine arms. She huffs in defeat as she looks at his baby-like face. The memories of the previous night cause Mishti to become flustered, she feels her heartbeat increase when she gazes lovingly at Shivaan. “Mr. Khudoos looks so innocent sleeping peacefully,” she muttered. Mishti slowly started tracing her finger down Shivaan’s smooth face and stops at his soft lips. She gasps when she feels her index finger being sucked in. Mishti tries to pull her finger out of her mischievous husband’s mouth, but her efforts are futile. She smirks and decides to teach her Gadha a lesson. A brave Mishti takes the glass of water from the nightstand and topples it on an unsuspecting Shivaan’s head causing him to jerk from shock, releasing Mishti’s dainty finger. Mishti tries to get away, but Shivaan grabs her tiny wrists whilst pinning her to the bed. He shakes his head, causing cold water droplets to hit Mishti’s face. “I think we even now Babygal,” Shivaan whispered huskily. Mishti huffs in annoyance as she blows a strand of hair from her face. “You got me all wet.” Shivaan gently bites his playful wife’s earlobe, causing her to moan softly. ‘’ My innocent angel, I don’t have to use water to make you wet, I have other methods.” Mishti moans when she feels Shivaan’s hardened member grind against her throbbing core. Shivaan looks at his little wife and realizes it’s the first time that she hasn’t stopped him. He captures her luscious lips rather enjoying the way his baby is responding to his kisses. Mishti is left panting when Shivaan pinches her erect n****e, she grabs his hand, leading to him looking at her through hooded eyes. “Baby, I just want to pleasure you. Do you trust me?” Mishti blushes hard when she feels the wetness in her nether region. Mishti feels a surge of courage, her heart hammering against her ribcage as she merges her lips with Shivaan’s, shocking him. They kiss for what seems like an eternity until they are both left gasping for air. Shivaan trails feather-like kisses from Mishti’s perfect jawline down to the nape of her neck, sucking on her sweet spot, causing her to moan loudly. Mishti feels the sparks ignite and erupt illuminating every fiber in body. Shivaan slides his hand under his shy wife’s shirt and cups her soft globes, noticing how perfectly they fit in his huge palms. He slowly removes her shirt but groans when he sees her Goddess-like figure. He devotes his time to ravishing her beautiful br*#st, tweaking, pinching, and licking her erect pink ni*#les, driving Mishti crazy. Shivaan continued his assault on Mishti’s curvaceous body, placing wet kisses on her belly. He impatiently removes her sweatpants along with her underwear. A horny Shivaan growls when a ruby-red Mishti tries to cover her clean-shaven womanhood with her tiny hands. Shivaan licks his lips as he feels the wetness oozing down his baby’s thighs. Mishti meets her beastly husband’s intense gaze while she feels his length become rigid beneath her, causing her cheeks to become flushed. Shivaan swipes his elongated wet tongue across Mishti’s slick wet folds. Mishti moans and starts grinding her p*#sy against Shivaan’s face to get rid of the unknown sensation. Shivaan is enjoying devouring his sweet wife’s nectar as if it were the Elixir of life. He knows that she is close to having her first o****m, he inserts his long thick finger into her wetness and groans at her tightness. Mishti winces at the sudden intrusion, she feels like she is going to explode. A virtuous Mishti has never felt such pleasure. She screams Shivaan’s name when she experiences her first earth-shattering o****m, plunging her into euphoria. Shivaan continues feasting on Mishti’s meaty P*#sy, allowing her to ride out her o****m. Mishti feels her eyes getting droopy and feels Shivaan gently kiss her forehead as she drifts off into dreamland. Shivaan sighs when he sees the tent that has formed in his shorts. “I guess it’s another day of blue balls.”

Mishti awakens to the buzzing of her phone, she groggily answers. “Miss Patel, where are you?” Mishti jumps out of bed when she realizes she is late for work. “I’m so sorry Dr White, I will be there shortly.” Mishti rushes to the bathroom, once she is done showering, she huffs around hazily as memories of the previous moments flood her mind. She could feel her scarlet cheeks burn with shyness. A preoccupied Mishti is lost in thought when she feels the masculine hands responsible for getting her late, encircle her waist. Mishti tries to free herself from Shivaan’s strong grip but fails. Mishti’s Besharam (shameless) husband spins her around to face him, caging her in his strong arms. She groans, “Mr. Besharam husband, please let me go, it’s your fault I’m late for my shift.” Shivaan cheekily replied, “You weren’t calling me shameless when I was in between….” Mishti blushes and covers Shivaan’s mouth with her palm. Shivaan chuckles, “Get ready princess, I’ll drop you off at the clinic.” They reach the clinic, Mishti rushes to get out of the car but is stopped by her mischievous husband. “Not so fast wifey, where is my kiss?” Mishti quickly kisses Shivaan on his cheek leaving to enter the clinic. The pair is unaware they are being watched by a villain with anger.

Alok is busy flirting with Shivaan’s receptionist, his eyes widen with disbelief when he sees his brother walking in with a big smile on his face, looking like he has won the jackpot. “What bro, am I dreaming or have you won the lottery.” Shivaan winks at his playboy brother. “Let’s just say I have tasted the sweet Elixir of life and drank it till my heart’s content.” Alok punches his brother’s arm playfully. “Does this mean I’m going to be called uncle soon?” Shivaan smiles but remains silent. The siblings are interrupted by Shivaan’s receptionist. “Sir, everyone is waiting for you in the boardroom.” Shivaan sighs, “Tell the investors I will be there shortly, Mishti.” The receptionist looked at Shivaan with a confused expression whilst Alok couldn’t control his amusement eventually starting to laugh. “Bro, my innocent sister-in-law has you whipped, it’s actually Jenny, not Mishti.” Shivaan groans and apologizes to Jenny.

Mishti sighs with relief as her shift ends. She gets into the car but gasps when Shivaan pulls her onto his lap, inhaling her sweet scent. “I have missed you Babygal.” Mishti ruffles Shivaan’s soft hair. “I have missed you to MR Gadha.” Shivaan gives his gorgeous wife a soft kiss before placing her on the seat next to him. During the drive home, Shivaan caresses Mishti’s dainty palm, she smiles when she feels the warmth radiating up her arm. “My love, tomorrow is exactly three months we are married and I would be honored to take you out on our first actual date.” Mishti nervously squeezes Shivaan’s hand while nodding in agreement. She could feel her heart thumping, she knew her feelings for Shivaan were deepening each day, but did he feel the same? “Babygal, tomorrow I will reveal the reason this cold heart started beating again, be prepared, tomorrow you will become mine one way or another,” thought Shivaan.