Once they were done with their dinner, Armaan called for the waiter and paid the bill. They then got up to leave. Armaan had a wide smile plastered on his face. Spending time with Nandini who was looking gorgeous today, the taste of the lavish dinner he just had and the soft music in the background everything was just adding to his jolly mood. So while walking out of the restaurant he held his wife's hand tightly, interlinking his fingers with hers. He passed by Aryan and Rita sitting at the table on the edge and waved at him to say goodbye to which Aryan too replied by waving his hand back at them. After which they exited the hotel and got into their car.
The ride back home was rather quiet except for the songs playing on the radio and Armaan's occasional mumble to those songs. But beside that, they weren't really talking. Nandini was looking outside the window, thinking of how her life had turned out to be. How she had become so miserable. Armaan saw his wife looking out at the window and wanted to enquire but then let it go for some reason.
Once home they got back to their bedroom and just as Nandini was walking back towards her wardrobe to change into her nighty, Armaan held her hand and stopped her.
"Wait! I have got something for you" he said as he then walked towards his own cupboard and took out the blue velvet box that was neatly kept in his office bag. He then came and stood in front of his wife and gave her the box.
"A small gift to the most beautiful wife in this world. Happy Anniversary love" he said.
"Happy anniversary to you too Mr. Husband" she replied back, taking the box from his hand and opening it later.
Inside was a shining diamond necklace. She took it out to take a closer look at it, keeping the blue velvet box on the bed beside her and observing the necklace with both her hands. It was indeed beautiful, with three rows of small diamonds attached in the center of a four leaf clover. She looked happy looking at the gift. But then she looked in front of her, at her husband, and her smiled changed. She didn't look as happy as a minute ago.
"Come on! Let me put that on you. I want to see how that looks on you." Armaan said as he turned her around and made her face the mirror. He then moved her hair aside to put the necklace on her. Once done, he put his chin on her shoulder to have a look at her through the mirror. The necklace was shining in the room light and it looked so good on her, he thought to himself.
"You look so beautiful, baby" Armaan said as he started kissing her neck.
Nandini exactly knew where this was going but she also knew that she couldn't stop it.
Armaan pulled her hairs up, picked up a hair bow from the dressing table in front of them and tied her hairs up in a bun. He then went back to leaving soft kisses on her neck and exposed shoulders. Soon he started using her tongue and teeth, sucking and leaving marks on her neck. His hands which were holding her waist from behind till now slowly traveled upwards on her body, reaching her shoulders. He moved to her ear now, kissing and nibbling on it, while his hands moved downwards again over her body, caressing her breast, stomach and going down towards her thighs. He then held onto the hem of her dress and in one swift motion tossed it over her head and removed it off her body.
Her black lingerie set was visible to his eyes now. He didn't wait any longer and went ahead to unhook her bra and remove it from her body. Her boobs jiggled at the sudden movement, bringing a smile on her husband's face. He palmed her breasts in his hand and started pressing and squeezing them slightly. But soon the squeezes became hard. His fingers started playing with her n*****s, taking them in between his thumb and index finger and rolling and squeezing them later. Slowly, his left hand went down, gazing over her chest and abdomen and reached the hem of her panties. He then put his hands inside her panties and could feel the wetness. He knew she was turned on, just like he had wanted her to. His index finger moved over her slit, slightly touching her clit. Followed by his other fingers playing with her fold too. He looked at her through the mirror and could see her eyes closed as if she was enjoying the pleasure that she was given.
All of a sudden, he inserted his index finger inside her and started moving it in and out. Her head fell back on his shoulder from the pleasure she was receiving. Soon enough he inserted another finger inside her and kept moving them in and out of her hole. He would occasionally curl his fingers inside her to stimulate her walls more, getting some moans from her in response. His thumb started moving over her clit, stimulating it, while two of his fingers went wild inside her. By now, her body was completely lying over Armaan's, putting all her weight on him because she was too stimulated to even stand still. Her hands moved towards his neck to hold onto him for support as he increased the speed of his fingers inside her. Soon enough she could feel her orgasm building.
"I- I am- I am cumming" she blabbered but just as she thought she was gonna release, Armaan stopped his motion and removed his fingers from inside her. He then held the hem of her panties with both of his hands and pulled them out.
Nandini looked at him in anger. She was so close to her orgasm but he had denied it. Of course she had all the right to be mad at him.
"What the hell was that Armaan? What game is it this time?" She asked him coldly.
"No games baby. I just don't want you to c*m like this, on my fingers. I want you to c*m on my d**k, you know." He said with a smile as if he hadn't just denied her the orgasm.
He bent down to pull her panties off completely, making her step out of it and leaving them on the floor.
"Tell me baby, do you want to c*m on my d**k? Do you want my d**k?" He asked, smiling at her through the mirror as his hands rested on her waist.
No I don't. She wanted to say.
"Yes, I want you. Just do it already" she said instead trying to sound less irritated.
"Whatever my baby wants" he said cooing at her as he then unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers, pulling them down next along with his boxers. His d**k sprung out with some precum leaking from it.
He gave himself some jerks as he kept looking at his wife through the mirror. He then pressed his body to her back and started rubbing himself over her.
"Why don't you take some support from the mirror in front of you? You are gonna need it." He whispered into her ears.
He then took her hands into his and put it on the mirror in front of them. He then took her right leg and pulled it up and put it on the dressing table in front of them. He then slowly inserted himself inside her and gave her some time to adjust. And soon later he started moving inside her. His thrusts caused her to move forward and backward with him as well. Her breasts were jiggling due to the motion, arousing him more. So, his right hand traveled from her waist to her breast, cupping it. He again started squeezing her breast while his thrusts increased their pace. Her eyes were closed, taking up all the pain and pleasure her body was experiencing.
"Open your eyes darling. And look at yourself. See how beautiful you look, taking me in like a good girl that you are. Being so desperate and f****d up for me. Look how beautiful your breasts look in my hands. They fit so perfectly, don't they, as if they were made just for my hands, my big hands." He said as he asked her to look at herself and him through the mirror.
She then opened her eyes as she could see her naked figure leaning on the mirror while the taller and broader male stood over her thrusting into her with a smile on her face.
Soon then, Armaan took her hands away from the mirror and put it around his neck, as if to hold onto him for support, which she did. And both of his hands moved to her breasts, while his thrusts increased in pace. And soon enough both of them came over each other. But both of them stood in the same position recovering their breaths.
Once their breaths came back to normal, Nandini tried getting away from the man behind her but he held onto her tightly. He removed himself from her and pulled her backwards, into himself, hugging her tightly. And just when she thought that it was just a hug, he pulled her back, making her lay on the bed.
"You thought it was over so soon baby?" He teased her.
"What?" She asked confused
"Just one round isn't enough babygirl. I need more of your love." He said as he laid over her and started kissing her.
He balanced himself on his elbow while his other hand held her face and deepened the kiss. Soon the kiss became rough, with both of them fighting with their tongues, trying to dominate each other. But then Armaan parted and went down to her neck, breast, stomach and thighs, leaving butterfly kisses all over her body. He came back again and rested against her face and gave her one last soft kiss. After which he again inserted his member inside her hole. She held onto his shoulder for support as he slowly started moving inside her. Both of them closed their eyes as they enjoyed the feeling and pleasure they were receiving. After some time, Armaan took her legs and put them over his shoulders and increased the pace of his thrusts. His thrusts became wilder and faster as her moans increased the pace with them. They could care less of the people in the flat above and below them hearing their voices as both of them kept moaning and cursing because of the pressure.
"I am cumming baby girl. Do you want me to c*m inside you? Do you want my warm c*m inside you? Do you want to have my seeds?" He asked her, taking deep breaths and moans in between.
"Yes" she replied
"Yes what?" He asked
"Yes, com inside me. I want to feel your warm liquid inside me." She said
This was all he needed to hear as he came inside her the very next instance but still kept thrusting into her. Just a couple more thrusts and she too came over him. He then removed himself from her and took a tissue to clean both of them. He then covered himself and the tired body of his wife, who had already fallen asleep, with a blanket and went to sleep.