caution : Romance overloaded!A bold one, comparing to other chapters.

chapter 4

'So.. You're awake huh..?'

Tarika asked him raising her long brows.

'Of course. Tumhe kya laga agar tum chupchaap andar aaoge to mujhe nahi pata chalega? '

He slowly raised and sat on the sofa still holding her hand. Tarika too raised from the floor and sat beside him.

'I know, I know…The listening power of Senior Inspector Abhijeet is really sharp. '

She commented which made him smile wider.

His smile instantly turned into a naughty grin and his left hand grabbed her waist pulling her towards him. The sudden jerk supposed tarika to crash on his chest,but she somehow balanced herself by defending his chest with her both arms. But they're somehow close now.

'Achha tarika, tum kya keh rahi dhi...?cute, adorable something like that..huh? '

Abhijeet asked her with a mischievous look on his face.

Tarika bit her tongue and uttered:

'Um.. Mein keh rahi dhi?.. Na..Nahi to. Mein kuch nahi keh raha dha.. '

She managed to speak.

He is really having fun watching her uneasiness.

'I'm so tired abhi.. Mein fresh hokar aati hu, ok?'

She stood up and turned to go. He also stood up with her and pulled her towards him.

This time, she landed on his broad chest without any interruption. He locked her tiny waist in his arms and asked in a husky voice.

'Kyu na,saath chale? You know I'm a.. '

Tarika cut him by 'pata hai mujhe, You're a water conserving person. Hai na? '

'Ohho... Kya baat hai, meri tarika ji ko sab kuch maloom hai.. To chale, time bhi bach jayega.. '

'Abhii... Chodo mujhe' she glared at him but she can't hide her blush which is spreading over her rosy cheeks.

But his grip was firm and she again failed to remove his hands from her. She slowly gave up and her eyes travelled to his face, which is deeply staring at her.

Passion. love . lust .

She can't decode the numerous emotions which are waving in his deep black eyes...

Oh! She is so lucky to have him..

Every time she looks at him, she got lost in those magical eyes..

For him, she is his lady luck.

The perfect partner...

He doesn't even want to tell her anything, she understands everything related to him without a single word...

They stood there, without breaking the eyelock. Without uttering a single word.

But they are silently expressing their emotions..

It was just a month!

But for them, it was like a decade.

31 days.

without smiling each other, without their silly arguments, without their private moments, without hearing each other's voice, without his flirts and her blush..

But now, thank god, they are together again.

The calling bell brought them back to reality.

Tarika came out from his grip and moved against the door while abhijeet headed to washroom for freshening up.

After 20 minutes, abhijeet came out after bathing, wearing his dark blue t-shirt and grey trackpants. He searched for his dear wife and found tarika combing her beautiful curls, standing in front of the mirror.

Abhijeet is really surprised to see his curly angel in that outfit.

Saree.

Ahh...! 'Beauty in elegance' is the perfect definition while she's in a saree.

Usually, she likes to wear simple and loose clothes in home. But today is gonna be a special day.

She's with him after a long time..

Abhijeet is standing like a statue on the doorstep, leaning his left side on the door and arms crossed against his chest. His face is lit with a 1000 watt smile. Watching his cute wife, that too in his favourite outfit of her, delighted his mind.

Here, tarika wearing her blood red coloured net saree with a sleeveless deep necked blouse is combing her long curly hair. She finished her work and took the tiny, beautiful Vermillion box with a little mirror works in it. She was about to apply Vermilion on her forehead while abhijeet grabbed her right hand.

'Let me do this for you dear.. '

He whispered into her right ear while resting his head on her right shoulder from behind. He took a pinch of red Vermilion between his two fingers of the right hand and applied it on her forehead.

Her eyes were closed and right hand holding his head, which was placed in her shoulder.

'Tarika... 'The calm and deep voice made her open those closed eyes.

'Hmm..?'Her low voice.

'I Love You. 'He whispered while gently touching his lips on the side of her neck.

'Love You too Abhii.. 'Her reply in a feeble voice.

'You know Tarika, red color suits you very much. '

He commented which made her cheeks glow with red shades of blush.

He turned her towards him in a swift and quick motion. Her soft curls gently hit his right cheek due to that sudden turn.

He deeply inhaled the scent of her hair, closing his eyes. It's addictive..

His grip on her waist tightened while his head moved against her neck. As his lips touched her throat, her lips parted slightly.

His touch is magical..

Soothing... Calming..

How much she missed his heavenly touches in past days..

Tarika's hands which were placed on Abhijeet's chest,clutched his t-shirt while he dragged his lips through her neck and reached her chin. Her eyes closed, her lips inviting him..

When his lips came across hers, she felt his warm breath on her face. She noticed her heart beat is raising with every passing second.

Abhijeet gently touched his lips on her smooth and soft lips while tilting his head slightly towards left.

A wave of current passed through her body which made goosebumps on her.

This is not the first time he had kissed her, but every time he kiss her, she feels the same passion and love in his touch. She loves his soft kisses.

He deepened the kiss by exerting a slight pressure on her lips. His left hand left her waist and got hold on her nape, which is covered by her long and thick curls.

Abhijeet ran his fingers through her curls in a delicate way.

He love her curls...

Those smooth, black and thick curls, he adores very much to play with.

He pulled her lightly by her nape, to enclose the narrow gap prevailing between their bodies. His right hand, exploring her perfectly curved waist, reached her back by the time.

But their romance again interrupted by Tarika's phone.

Both got alert by the ring, but they didn't want to seperate..

The feeling was inexplicable and eccentric.

Their bodies were heated up with that extreme closeness.

'Huh.. Yeh sahi time pe Kaun hai.. '

Abhijeet reluctantly seperated from his wife who sighed in sheer displeasure.

He moved against the table near them and took the phone.

Perceiving the caller Id, he returned to Tarika who's silently watching every moves of her dear husband.

He came near her and handed the phone to her. After having a look at the id, she instantly picked up the call.

'Haa maa, bolo.. '

Tarika proceeded in her way, but his hands which covered her waist, hindered her movement.

Abhijeet hugging her from behind, rested his head on her right shoulder. He always loves to do that.

Tarika is now talking with her mother while her long fingers caressing his hairs simultaneously.

Few moments passed like that and Abhijeet is becoming impatient with every passing second. He slowly raised his head and keenly observed his wife, who's deeply concentrated in the talks with her mother.

For a while, he got lost in her.

The movements of her lips while talking, those deep,expressive eyes wandering here and there which often blinks, a smile which curves on those red lips at some intervals, the animated movements of her hand..

He broke the stare 'cause he can't wait anymore..

A thought hit his mind and a mischievous smile appeared on his face instantly.

'Ab dekho tarika ji, hum kaise apka baat khatam karne wala hai. '

Abhijeet moved his left hand, which was placed on her waist towards her slightly exposed navel.

Tarika, who got alert by his gentle but bold touch, turned her face against him with a glare. But her glare didn't affect him, instead he continued his naughty acts.

He removed her curls which were spread over her back with his right hand, and dragged his sensuous lips there, teasing her badly. She shivered badly with his irresistible movements.

His hand left her waist which gave her a relief but it didn't last for long.

She held her breath while his left hand reached the knot of her sleeveless, red colored blouse.

Without wasting much time, Abhijeet pulled the first knot effortlessly. A winning smile appeared on his face.

It's getting worse for tarika now. She uttered his name in a warning tone.

'Abhijeet.. ' her voice which was louder than a whisper.

But Abhijeet wasn't gonna stop his deeds.

He simply avoided her and opened the other knot too. A smile of contempt played in his lips.

When his hand reached for the last knot, an idea struck in Tarika's mind. She turned abruptly and put the phone into loudspeaker mode.

A puzzled Abhijeet wondered thinking what she is up to.

'Maa, Abhijeet mere paas hai.you wanna talk to him, right? Abhijeet ye lo. '

Tarika said while placing the phone in his hand.

Abhijeet's expression altered into a horror one. Tarika enjoying his expression waved her hand and moved from there with a broad smile on her face.

'Nahi. Nahi. Nahi.. Tarika.. Ruko.. 'He called her in a low voice which is only louder than a whisper.

'Yaar Abhijeet, kaha phas gaya tu?'

He nodded his head with extreme disappointment.

'Hello, Abhijeet beta..?' Voice of Tarika's mom.

Tarika, wait and see.I'll make you pay for this.

He took a mental note smiling evilly and Tarika's talkative mother trapped abhijeet in the call while Tarika arranged dinner for them which he had already ordered(the calling bell I mentioned earlier, that was the delivery boy).

AbhiRika had their dinner with little chitchats.

Time is 10.30 now.

Tarika is busy in washing dishes while Abhijeet is arranging their bed.

After finishing all the works, Tarika came to their bedroom and smiled seeing the bed already arranged. The noise of closing the door made Tarika turn.

She found Abhijeet holding the jug in his hand walking towards the bed side table. He placed it there and moved against her.

He smirked at her and said,

'Tarika, you deserve a punishment. '

'Ah.., Punishment! Kyun.. Maine Kya kiya? '

Tarika asked him with her most innocent expression.

'Aapne ek husband ko apna duty karne se disturb kiya. To..us jurm ka saza apko zaroor milega.. '

He explained in a dramatic way and moved closer.

'Acha.. Acha.. Koi baat nahi. Tumhari har saza mujhe pasand hai. ' she winked at him.

Abhijeet throw an 'is that so' look to her and removed his t-shirt.

Tarika's heart started beating faster and faster. Watching her handsome hubby like that heated her body up. Her breathing became faster and her chest moved up and down matching it. His deep eyes, met with hers, and they saw the passion and wanting for each other.she stepped back and her back collided with the wall, while his hands rested on either side of her, on the wall.

He looked at her seductively, she closed her eyes, ready for a passionate kiss. She waited for some seconds but the kiss never came. She opened her eyes in disappointment and irritation, but her eyes can't figure out anything as the room was full of darkness.

Tarika looked around, waving her hands to search her husband, but he's not there.

'Abhijeet... Kaha ho tum..?'

Silence.

'Switch on the lights.. '

Again silence.

'Dekho abhijeet, mujhe gussa aa raha hai. Just stop this. '

Her voice mixed up with fear and warning.

She wandered in the room, but she can't figure out anything due to the darkness prevailed there.

'Abhij.. ' her voice hindered when her legs stumbled and she fall on the bed.

'Uhh. '

She was about to raise, but two strong arms pinned her hands above her head, on the bed. Tarika a bit shocked by the sudden movement, smirked at him in the dark.

'Get ready for a sleepless night.. '

He whispered into her ear in a husky voice.

And the night turned into a wild, passionate, sleepless and memorable one for them.

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Thank you all for reviewing the previous chapters.

Hope you'll like this one too.

stay safe and keep loving abhirika:)