Freshly bathed, I wrapped myself in a plush towel and made my way to the closet. My eyes widen in awe as I take in the sight before me. The closet is filled with beautiful, expensive-looking dresses and undergarments, all in my size. A soft gasp escapes my lips as I run my fingers along the silky fabrics.
I shake my head in wonder, a small smile playing on my lips. "He's really something else, isn't he?" I murmur to myself, my heart swelling with affection. "So many dresses, just for me..."
I carefully select a simple yet elegant red frock. As I slip it on, I can't help but feel a flutter of excitement at the thought of Ashtram's reaction. I admire myself in the mirror, smoothing down the material.
The red frock hugs my curves beautifully, the hemline resting a few inches above my knees. "Yes, it's perfect."
I decided to leave my long, wavy hair open, letting it cascade down my back in loose waves. I applied a minimal amount of makeup, focusing on enhancing my natural beauty rather than hiding behind a mask of cosmetics.
I make my way downstairs, the soft sound of my footsteps echoing in the hallway. As I reach the bottom of the stairs, I pause for a moment, smoothing down the hem of my dress before stepping into the grand hall.
My face breaks into a warm smile as I watch him arrange breakfast. The sight of him moving gracefully around the table touches my heart.
Suddenly Ashtram's eyes lock with mine from across the room. I feel an instant connection, even from a distance, as we share a silent moment.
I can feel her presence, her warmth radiating behind me. My breath catches in my throat as I turn to see her. The red dress hugs her curves perfectly, showing just enough skin to drive me wild. For a moment, I stand frozen, drinking in her beauty.
I think to myself...."It's a shame... an absolute shame that a garment so spectacular could ever hope to contain such radiance." My eyes roam appreciatively over her form before meeting her gaze.
Blushing lightly, she begins to walk towards me, her hips swaying gently with each step. She bites her lower lip, trying to contain her smile as she approaches me.
As she nears, I set the sandwich plate down and open, my arms invitingly, a warm smile on my face. "Come here, my stunning Angel."
She quickly closes the remaining distance between us, melting into my welcoming embrace. She wraps her arms around my waist, burying her face in my chest.
I wrap my strong arms around her, pulling her closer as I nuzzle my face into her hair, inhaling her scent.
Places a tender kiss on her hair, my lips lingering for a moment. "You're absolutely breathtaking," I whispers softly against her temple.
Blushing deeply at my compliment, she tilts her head to look up at me, her eyes meeting mine.
With gentle strength, I lift her up and place her on my lap, one arm wrapping securely around her waist while the other hand trails softly down her arm. "Now, let me feed you. You must be hungry."
I reach for a half of the sandwich, bringing it closer to her lips. she opens her mouth, accepting the food with a grateful smile.
She picks up her own sandwich and mirrors my actions, bringing it to my lips and feeding me a bite. Opening my mouth obediently, I take the bite she offers, my eyes twinkling with mirth.
After finishing our breakfast, I looked up at Ashtram with a curious expression. "Don't you have to go to the office today?"
He smiled and shook his head. "Today, I've taken the day off. And I've also approved your leave. We're going to spend the day together, just the two of us. I'll handle any meetings from here, on my laptop." He pulled me close, kissing my nose softly.
I wrap my arms tighter around his neck, nuzzling happily against him.
With me securely in his arms, he carries me to the study room, closing the door behind us. He sets me down gently on the plush couch.
I look around the room, taking in the comfortable atmosphere. The study is lined with shelves filled with books, and there's a large desk in the corner.
He smiles warmly at me. "Pick any book you want, my love. I'll be right here, working on my laptop. You can read, relax, or do whatever you please." He settles into his leather armchair, booting up his laptop.
I selects a well-worn romance novel from the shelf, the cover promising a sweeping love story. I settle back into the plush couch, tucking my legs beneath me as I begin to read.
I watch her settle in with the romance novel, a small smile tugging at my lips. I find it adorable that she chooses these love stories. I turn my attention to my laptop, beginning to type out emails and join virtual meetings.
Every few minutes, my professional demeanor breaks as I glance over at her, lost in her book. The way she bites her lower lip when she gets to a romantic scene, or how she unconsciously runs her fingers along the page.
At lunch time, I decided to make lunch for her myself, wanting to take care of my Jaan. She insists that she will cook food but I refuse her because my Angel should not have any trouble.
Then I take her in my lap and feeds her lunch. I love to take her in my lap and pamper her like this. My Jaan deserve best.
As evening approaches, I finally close my laptop with a sigh of relief. Turning to face her, I notice she's almost finished with her book. A small smile plays on my lips as I watch her read the last page. "Enjoyed your book?"
She looks up from her book, a soft blush on her cheeks as she closes it gently. "Yes, it was wonderful. The story was so romantic and heartwarming."
With a mysterious grin, I stand up and adjust my shirt sleeves. "Wait here for me, Angel. I'll be back in fifteen minutes..." I wink playfully and disappear through the doorway, leaving her curious.
..............{Mature Content Ahead}...........
Returning promptly after fifteen minutes, Ashtram carries Niranya into the bedroom with a flourish. The room is now transformed - dimly lit with dozens of candles, soft pillows piled high on a made-up couch, and a large screen ready for a movie. "Surprise, my Angel!"
"Ash, this is beautiful! What's the occasion?" Niranya nuzzles against his chest, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and happiness. "Are we having a movie night?"
Pulling her closer, Ashtram kisses the top of her head softly. "No occasion needed to spoil my queen... And yes, tonight is all about relaxing with my Jaan."
Guiding her to the couch, Ashtram presents the popcorn with a smile. He gestures for her to make herself comfortable among the pillows.
Giggling softly, Niranya settles comfortably onto Ashtram's lap, leaning back against his chest. She grabs a handful of popcorn and pops a few kernels into her mouth.
"So, my queen, what shall we watch tonight?" He wraps his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder.
Niranya thinks for a moment, a smile playing on her lips as she remembers Megha's enthusiastic recommendation. "Actually, Megha told me about this movie 'My Fault' that she loves. Could we watch that one?"
Ashtram nods, intrigued by her choice. " 'My Fault', huh? I've never heard of it, but let's watch it." He reaches for the remote and types in the movie title, starting it as he settles back with Niranya in his arms.
As the movie started, unable to focus entirely on the movie, Ashtram finds himself captivated by Niranya's reactions instead. The way her eyes widen during suspenseful moments, or how she unconsciously cuddles closer during romantic scenes... Each small movement draws him in more than any on-screen drama ever could.
As the movie reaches a particularly heartwarming scene, Niranya turns to Ashtram, her eyes shining with admiration. "Isn't the hero is just so cute and handsome, Ash? He's like, the perfect guy."
A flicker of annoyance crosses Ashtram's expression as she speaks of the hero's appeal. Jealousy, his fingertips gently but firmly caress her, his hands trailing along her bare thighs beneath the hem of her dress. "Is that so, my love?"
Feeling his trailing fingertips and the possessive caress on her thighs, Niranya blushes, realizing her silly fangirling.
Ashtram growls possessively, his hands tightening slightly on her thighs. "No other man should ever catch your eye like that. Your gaze, your admiration... it's all mine. Only for me." His tone is low and commanding, leaving no room for argument.
"The hero is not just cute, he's also very charming," Niranya adds, emphasizing the word 'charming' to further poke the jealous bear of her. She can feel Ashtram's arms tightening around her waist, a sure sign that he's not amused.
Ashtram voice drops to a dangerously low octave. his eyes dark with possession. "Let me show you just how charming I can be, my Angel."
Ashtram's hands boldly move upwards on her thighs, nearing her panty line, Ashtram leans in, his breath tickling her ear. "You want charming, Jaan? I'll give you charming..." He whispers huskily, his fingertips just grazing the edge of her undergarment teasingly.
Niranya shivers at the sensation, her heart racing as she realizes Ashtram is getting seriously annoyed with her teasing.
Without warning, Ashtram slips one hand inside her panties, his fingers exploring her intimate folds with possessive intent. "This is what happens when you compare other men to me, my love." He growls, his touch firm and demanding as he begins to caress her most sensitive area.
Niranya gasps sharply, her body tensing momentarily before melting into Ashtram's touch, overwhelmed by the sudden intimacy. Her cheeks flush a deep red and she bites her lower lip to stifle a groan. "A-Ash.... oh... I didn't mean..."
Ashtram's thumb rubbing firm circles against her sensitive clit as his middle finger pushes inside her dripping wet pussy. "Shh, my love... Just feel... Let me show you how much you belong to me Jaan...."
Niranya's body betray her, arching slightly to meet his touch. She whimpers softly, her fingers grasping at his forearm for support. "Ah Ash... the movie..."
"Forget the movie!" He growls, his voice laced with dominance as his fingers curl inside her, hitting that spot that drives her crazy. "Feel my fingers, Jaan... Feel how I make you forget any other man..."
Her moan is muffled behind her bit lip, her body trembling as his fingers hit that perfect spot inside her. She can feel the warmth spreading through her belly, making her forget all about the romantic hero on screen.
Continuing his relentless ministrations, he nips gently at her earlobe. "There you go... just like that... Forget everything else but me..." His other hand moves up to cup her breasts over her dress, teasing her nipple with his thumb. "Who's charming now, my Angel?"
Her whimpers become more frequent as the pleasure builds, her dress becoming bunched up around her waist. She grinds her hips against his hand almost involuntarily, completely lost in his touch. "Y...you...are..charming..." She manages to gasp out between moans.
"Good girl." He praises, adding a second finger to join the first, scissoring them inside her tight pussy.
"A-Ash... Ah... Ahh..." She cries out his name in a broken, needy tone. Her legs start to shake, her inner walls clenching down on his fingers as she gets closer and closer to her release.
He can feel her getting tighter around his fingers, knowing she's about to peak. "You like that, Jaan?"
All she can manage is a series of incoherent gasps and whimpers, her body trembling violently as she teeters on the edge. "Ahh... ahh... ahhh..."
"Every inch of you... is mine." His fingers curl deeper inside her, hitting that sensitive spot even harder. "Your body... your pleasure... all for me."
"...ah..A...sh!" She cries out his name loudly as her climax finally overtakes her. Her body convulsing intensely in his arms. Wave after wave of pure ecstasy crashes through her.
He maintains his sensual assault, prolonging her pleasure with skilled strokes of his fingers. Once her tremors subside, he slowly withdraws his hand, bringing his glistening fingers to his mouth.
She watches dazedly as he brings his fingers to his mouth, licking her essence off them. She swallows hard, still shivering slightly from the aftershocks.
"Exquisite, Angel. You're absolutely exquisite." He leans in, his breath hot against her ear.
Niranya leans limply against Ashtram's chest, utterly spent from the intense climax he just unleashed within her.
"Let's clean you up, my love, so you can rest." He carefully helps her regain her composure, straightening her rumpled dress with gentlemanly care.
He carries her effortlessly in his strong arms, crossing the threshold into the luxurious attached bathroom.
He gently sets Niranya down on a plush vanity stool before turning his attention to the oversized bathtub. With efficient movements, he fills it with warm, soothing water and adds a generous pour of lavender-scented bath oil, the calming aroma filling the air.
He helps her step out of the dress and other garments. "Just relax Jaan.."
He wraps his arms around her waist, lifting her effortlessly into the tub.
He dips a soft washcloth into the warm water, wringing it out gently before carefully cleansing Niranya's delicate skin. He washes her face, her neck, and her arms, his touch soothing and tender. As he works, he can't help but marvel at her beauty, both inside and out.
He carefully helps her out of the tub, wrapping her in a plush, fluffy towel. He dries her off gently, his hands lingering on her curves with a sense of possessiveness and adoration."There you go, my Angel. All clean and warm for a good night's sleep."
He scoop her up into his strong arms once more. She nuzzled against his chest, her eyes growing heavy and her limbs growing heavier.
Carrying her carefully, he moves through the dimly lit bedroom. The soft glow of moonlight filters through the windows, casting gentle shadows across her tired face.
He enters the spacious walk-in closet, his eyes scanning the rows of clothes until he finds what he's looking for - a soft, comfortable shirt of his that he knows will swallow her petite frame whole.
He gently removes the towel, revealing her naked form once more. He then carefully slips the oversized shirt over her head, pulling it down to cover her curves. The shirt falls to her thighs, engulfing her in his scent.
She murmur sleepily against his chest as he drapes the shirt over her. "You forgot to put my undergarments on..."
"Oh, I didn't forget, love. I just... decided you don't need them with me." He says shamelessly, his arms wrapping around her protectively as he settles her back into the bed. "You're mine, and I like you feeling comfortable and unrestricted when you're with me."
Toss his shirt aside, his muscular chest now bare in the soft moonlight. He carefully slides into bed beside her, pulling the covers up over them. "Cuddle close, my Jaan." His warm hand finds her waist, pulling her closer against him.
Niranya nestles into Ashtram's strong embrace, unable to suppress a small, amused smile at his shameless admission. She wiggles slightly, relishing the feeling of the cool silk shirt against her bare skin and the firm heat of his bare chest pressed against her side.
Ashtram nuzzles his face into her hair, breathing in her scent as he kisses her forehead. His strong arms wrap around her possessively, pulling her into his chest. As they drift off to sleep, the room is filled with the sound of their slow, synchronized breathing.
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