"Put me down Adham ji!" Ashrah squirmed in his arms while he effortlessly carried her inside.
"Put me down!" She repeated, but he kept walking towards their bedroom, not even spare a glance at her as she was requesting him to let her walk on her own legs.
Only God knew that how he rode the motorcycle in the cold heavy rain, keeping his heated desire in his body not even losing a bit of interest until he got home. She could only close her eyes and clung onto his back, tightly wrapping her arms around him as he broke through the water droplets.
He took her to their cosy bedroom and made her stand on her feet as he hurriedly locked the door. She just stood there as he left her, staring at him with a little anxiousness. He hurried to the restroom and came back with a fresh towel and beg
