Her Second-Hand Husband!

Chapter 37: 36. The Disappointment & The First Kiss

Anika’s PoV

I don't know what made him shut off all of a sudden and retire to sleep. I mean he was all ready to make love to me and suddenly he went off just like a flick of a switch. Though I don't understand, I had no other choice than to comply with his decision of sleeping on our first night.

His nearness, his breath, his hands on my waist, his hard chest, that friction we had when we hugged each other, everything triggered something in me which I have not experienced so far in my life. I was waiting for a hot, steamy love making and here he slept all peacefully. I turned to his side and looked at the rhythmic ups and downs of his chest that tells me he is fast asleep. He is an idiot, how can he sleep when I am this close to him? He said he likes me, but is he not attracted to me the way I am attracted to him? I couldn't sleep, not even close my eyes.

The burning desire to make love to him kept me wide awake. But I felt it so wrong to approach him for sex. What if he think all bad of me? He already does and this will only make it worse. Maybe he is giving me time to understand him better before getting intimate! But I feel otherwise, if we explore each other in love making, we will be more comfortable to share about ourselves to each other and in turn it will make the process of understanding much easier. That is why this practice of consummating the wedding on the wedding night has been here ever since our culture started.

He is holding his inner self from me, I don't know why I feel like it but I do. He is trying hard not to show his feelings. That will only make it hard for me to understand him. I closed my eyes to find sleep with so many disturbing thoughts but the majority of them being his hands on my waist.

The following week passed by travelling to my parents place and relatives homes and temples. And the distance between us grew on the bed. He spoke to me for necessity and I saw him talk very little to everyone. I knew that he is not a fan of talking which is the exact opposite of me. The wedding commotion at last settled down and we were left alone to start our life.

It is Monday today and I woke up at 5AM as usual. This house is still alien to me as we were roaming the past week here and there. I have not even had a proper house tour. Since the wedding excitement all died down, all the relatives that were staying in the house went by yesterday. I went on doing my Yoga and refreshed myself. When I came in after a bath I saw him lying on the bed with his phone in his hand.

Oh, he is a delicious man! His hard abs and chest shows that he never misses to hit the gym. He is wearing a sleeveless shirt that makes me drool on his biceps and triceps. His clean cut fingernails shows that he is a very disciplined man.

“Good morning, Anika.” He said as soon as he saw me. I stopped drooling over him.

“Good morning, Arjun. Sorry, did I take up too much time?” I asked him awkwardly.

“No, It is just 7AM. I have to be ready by 9, so I still have time. Don't worry.” He said while coming to me. I could not stop that tingling sensation in my stomach as he advanced towards me.

“Are you not going to move from the door?” He asked, tugging a loose strand of hair behind my ears with his finger. That little touch ignited fire in me and I wanted more. I closed my eyes and leaned in to him.

“I have to refresh, Anika.” He said that broke my trance.

“Uh, Sorry.” I told him and made way for him.

Why is he doing this to me? I told him that I love him, what else is stopping him from claiming me? I can't wait anymore. I must talk to him today. As I was drying my hair, he came out of the restroom and walked past me. I ran behind him.

“Arjun, do you really have to go to the office today?” I asked him still running.

“Yes, Anika. I have to resume my work today.” He said and entered a room. I went behind him and was awestruck. It is a gym with all the strength training equipments.

“You can use this gym. Or you can use our garden to do your Yoga.” he said. How did he know that I do Yoga?

“Don't let your eyes pop out. I saw you doing Yoga in the morning. Use the garden. Doing it in the fresh air yields more results.” He said looking at me with a little smile.

“Oh, did I disturb your sleep?” I asked him. I felt guilty.

“No, you didn't. It was actually a visual treat. You should do more planks to reduce that little tummy bag of yours.” He said, dropping his eyes to my tummy. I was wearing a saree and I hid my tummy with the pallu of my saree.

“I don't have a belly.” I tried to deny the fact.

“Haha, nothing can hide that little belly from my eyes.” He said pulling me to him with his hand on my waist.

“Huh!” I landed on his chest. He squeezed my waist hard and I dug his chest with my nails. My stomach made somersaults and my womanhood made a knot that I clenched my thighs.

“Now, go and get me a coffee. I will be out in half an hour.” He said lifting my chin up to meet his eyes. I looked up at him in his embrace and I felt like I could even die at this moment. I lifted myself on my tippy toes and kissed him on his lips.

That little peck made him go wild on me. His eyes changed to a darker shade in lust and he lifted me up and sat me on the bench press. He captured my lips at the speed of lightning while giving gentle strokes on my thigh. He sucked in my lower lips and inserted his tongue in mine exploring my mouth. I

started to struggle to match his speed. His hands started to explore my body and he pushed me down on the bench almost laying on me. My saree was a mess and so am I.

He was on me like doing push-ups without touching me and I was holding him in his arms. He looked straight into my eyes and I couldn't wait. He took my pallu and dropped it on the ground and took me in his eyes. I felt tingles all over my body and closed my eyes. He dipped down in my neck drizzling wet kisses down to the middle of my bosom.

“Ahhh!” I moaned out loud and pushed myself up. He grabbed one of my bosoms and pushed me back down. The first time my private part was being man-handled, I jumped up and the sudden jolt made the weights fall down.

“Argh, shit!” He stood up in pain and I realized I knocked the weight down on his foot.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry. Let me see.” I sat down near his leg. His pinky and it’s nearest finger was bleeding. God, I am an idiot. I picked up my saree that was on the floor and started wiping the blood.

“It’s ok, Anika. I am fine. Don't spoil the saree.” He said taking his leg back from me.

“Sorry, Arjun. Really sorry. I am so sorry. I am an idiot.”

“It’s ok. Now get up and correct your dress. You are making it hard for me to stay sane. Go bring me a coffee. I think my gym time is over. Our servant maid will come at this time to water the plants.” He said.

“Do you have a first-aid box here?” I asked him.

“I am going to take a bath now, Anika. I will take care of it. First cover yourself and go.” He said turning away from me.

“Ok!” Though disappointed, I obeyed him and went to the elevator to go downstairs.

But I am happy. I am happy with the way he reacted to my kiss. There is nothing wrong in our relationship. He must be tired and disturbed with all the wedding rituals and travel. My life is going to be a happy one from today. He has the same desires as I have.

As I got down, I saw Arjun’s mom sitting at the dining table reading a magazine. There were two servant maids in the kitchen, preparing breakfast maybe. I saw another maid cleaning up the furniture and light fixtures using a vacuum cleaner. She turned to look at me but when I smiled at her, she turned away. Rude!

“Good morning, Aunty!” I wished for Arjun's mom.

“Good morning, Anika. Come, dear. Did you have a good sleep?” she asked me.

“I did, aunty. A good sleep after ten days of chaos.” I told her.

“Yes, after all the weariness you should be tired. Don't worry, dear. You can stay back and relax from now on.” She said.

“Arjun asked for coffee, aunty. Shall I go and make it?” I asked her.

“Sure, Ask for help from Savithri.” She said.

“Ok, Aunty.” I went into the kitchen to make coffee for him.

“Hi, can you get me a vessel to boil milk for coffee?” I asked the maid, aunty pointed to. She must be around 30 years old.

She just pointed to the shelf where the vessel is. I took one from the shelf and opened the fridge to look for milk.

“Milk is on the induction stove.” she said in a plain tone. Why is she talking like this to me?This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Oh, ok. Thank you.” I told her and took the milk. I don't like to ask her help to find coffee powder so I searched for it, opening all the doors.

“Here.” she pushed the coffee powder jar to me. That is it.

“Excuse me? Your behavior is not nice. I don't like you.” I told her. She is outrageous. I made coffee and took it to our floor.

When I went there Arjun was already ready with his green formal shirt and black pants. I just wish to jump on him and kiss him senseless now.

“Arjun, Coffee.” I went into the room.

“Put it there and come here.” He called me. I went to him and swung me in front of him caging me between his arms.

“Arjun.” I whined on his sudden attack. His touches are very fiery that even the thought of him touching me makes my hormones jump all over the place.

“I will come home late today. I have to go to the manufacturing unit today. Wait for me. Don't sleep.” He said brushing his nose with mine.

“I won't sleep. My husband is finally ready to move to the next step. So I will be waiting for you.” I told him, doing the same thing he did.

“Haha, I like your blind boldness. Brace yourself for the impact, dear.” He said.

“I am waiting!” I told him.

“Arjun, how will you wear your shoes? Change to casuals.” I told him when I saw his bandaged foot.

“Oh yes, I forgot.” He started surfing his wardrobe.

“First, have this coffee. It is getting cold.” I told him, giving him the cup.

“Oh, I don't drink milk coffee, Anika. I drink black coffee with one t-spoon of palm sugar. Didn’t Savithri tell you?” he asked when our door was knocked.

“Come in,” he said.

“Sir, your black coffee.” Savithri came in with a tray.

“Leave it on the table. You were not in the kitchen when Anika came down for coffee?” He asked her.

“I told her that you will have only black coffee. But she got angry and asked me to mind my own business, sir.” She said that was a complete shock to me. Why is she doing it to me?

“You can go.” He sent her out and turned to me.

“Anika, Savithri has been here for more than 4 years now. It is not right for you to talk like that to her. If mom gets to know this she will be sad.” He told me in a tone that tells me that he is not happy.

“Are you not going to ask me if I did that or not?” I asked out of shock.

“Well, I know you have a sharp tongue. You have to be careful in talking, Anika. You might hurt someone. Besides, Why would she lie?” He asked me back. Well, I don't have an answer. He thinks that I will talk disrespectfully to everyone. That hurts. I stayed quiet and he changed into his casual wear and got down. I went behind him to the dining table to have breakfast.

Well, this lifestyle is very alien to me. No cooking but food at the right time. No cleaning but everything is so clean. Maids do all the work and the maids dont like me for some reason. I felt eyes on me at the

dining table and I saw Savithri with red eyes that shows she has been crying. Ok, not so great start in my in-laws' home.