First Night
The sound of the air conditioner filled the room, it was that silent tonight. I was seated inside his room, on his bed, wearing red for him, waiting for him to arrive and consummate our wedding tonight.
I could hear my heart thumping. I have been waiting for this for so long. Waiting to be married, waiting to be taken... Roughly against that headboard.
Even though I have never done it before, but I have read about it, watched videos of people doing it, and I knew I wanted it to be Wild... Dirty... and Rough.
I heard the shuffle of the doorknob and immediately straightened myself up. Aditya and I got married last night. Ours was an arranged marriage. We had talked to each other once or twice before we agreed to tie the knots.
Aditya smiled nervously closing the door behind him. I looked up at him and smiled back, we both knew that the tension was shared.
He took off his stole and rested it against the chair. He even unbuttoned his top two buttons and took a seat close to me on the bed
He placed his hand against my cheek and I closed my eyes feeling the warmth from his touch. The touch of a man, felt wonderful.
Aditya
If you don't want to do this...
Saanvi
No. I... Uhh... I want this.
He creeped a little closer to me and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes feeling his lips on my head. I was full of fire ready to be torn by him tonight but he on the other hand, was taking this slow.
Aditya
You're looking beautiful tonight.
He smiled and I smiled back
He then slowly and carefully took off every piece of jewelry that I was wearing, treating me with care as if I'll break if he applied a little more pressure.
I didn't know what to say to him, so I decided to just go on with it
After taking off my jewelry, he then slowly put me down in bed and took off his sherwani. He then carefully took off my lehnga.
Aditya
I will turn off the lights if you want?
He asked and I looked at him confused.
Saanvi
Uhm... No. It's fine.
He slowly kissed me, every inch of my. But his kisses were slow, smooth, and careful as if I was made of glass.
Aditya
I love you, Saanvi.
He breathed asking for my permission to enter inside me.
I didn't say anything just nodded. I knew it would hurt. It was supposed to hurt, but he was so careful that it didn't hurt.
He asked again, every second later, he kept asking me and I had to tell him again and again that I was okay.
This was all too.... Vanilla.
I wanted him to push me around, shove me, curse me, hit me, even spit on me, take me roughly against something... But nothing.
Maybe because, it was our first time?
I kept thinking the whole night burying my head into his chest while he slept peacefully after we were done with... Having sex.
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