Shanvi POV.

A moan left my mouth as my husband had his mouth latched to skin and constantly sucking and giving Love bites. He was not letting me go.

Shanvi: ram, please.....

I wanted my voice to be firm but it make out as a desperate moan.

He moved away from the crook of my neck. His eyes were black with desire. It was confirmed that he was not satisfied with our continuous lovemaking. I moved my hands from his neck to his hair and massaged his scalp. He leaned to my touch. And rested on my shoulder.

Trivikram: I missed you so much. Your movement. Your touch. Your fragrance....