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“Tell me when you’re ready,” he said, grazing his lips on her jaw, giving her time to process.

“Always ready…” she softly whispered, pulling him closer.

Their eyes met before he pulled away, taking off his pants and boxers, and joined her back on the bed. He was big that much was clear, and she was worried the friction would hurt worse than what she’d expected.

He sheathed himself before waiting for her signal.

“You know I’m not going to hurt you.”

That eased her down before she arched her body towards him, giving the go-ahead. An entirely new feeling came over her as he smoothly dived in, stretching her bit by bit as he entered. The little discomfort soon became tolerable. The fullness became less overwhelming as her body slowly tried to catch up to all these unknown feelings. And one thing remained constant throughout, their eyes locked with each other, reading the pain, the desire, the lust and love taking over with every thrust. Her eyes closed again when the same pleasure hit again inside her, and after several more spasms of hers, his own climax followed.

She hugged him against her, needing him closer. Kushal kissed her neck, still breathing hard, her own breath coming out ragged and heavy, before he pulled back and met her gaze again.

“Just so you know, there’s not going to be any sleep tonight,” he teased. “We have so many months to make up for.”

Her reply came out as a laugh first and then a long, deep moan as his thick fingers worked her up again. “I want that too.”

He kissed her lips, diving deeper into her. After months of ache and longing, being likethiswith her…felt like home again.

Chapter 36

Kushal’s Penthouse – Morning

Arundhati stirred in her sleep. Her body was deliciously sore, her limbs heavy with exhaustion…the kind that comes not from restlessness but from being completely, utterly satiated. Even before her eyes fluttered open, she knew why every muscle hummed with that ache. Last night, she and Kushal had finally crossed that line. They had consummated their marriage. And nothing, absolutely nothing, had ever felt more right.

Months of distance, ego, and court battles had all led here, to this one breathtaking realisation:living even a second without each other was no longer possible.

She felt him before she saw him, as his arm slid across her waist, his body inching closer until she was pressed flush against his bare body. The warmth of his skin against hers drew a soft gasp from her lips. She wasn’t wearing a thing either, and every inch of contact crackled between them.

When she finally opened her eyes, he was already awake, watching her through lazy, half-open lids. That morning haze in his eyes, the tousled hair, the faint shadow of his stubble….God, how could someone look this handsome even in sleep’s afterglow? Kushal’s sharp, all-business look at Verma and Associates…the suit, the authority, the control, was no doubt always lethal. But his morning look, as he took her in like he was replaying every second of last night, was an entirely differentkind of devastating. There was no polish to this version of him. Just raw perfection.

The way his gaze swept over her,very hungrily,made her insides tighten all over again.

She lifted her hand and brushed her fingers along his jaw, over the rough stubble before tracing the corner of his mouth.

“Are you okay?” she asked softly, smirking as his brows arched at her question.

His fingers skimmed over her bare back, drawing slow, lazy circles, gently moving south. “Ishould be asking you that,” he murmured.

She traced his lips again, her smirk deepening. “Butyou’rethe one who put in all the physical effort,” she whispered. “I was just… enjoying the ride.”

Kushal’s grin turned wicked. He dipped forward, kissed her lips, then pulled back just enough to reply in his sinful voice. “Tonight,youtake the lead. I’d love that view… You on top.”

Heat rose to her cheeks as she saw those visuals he painted with his words. His mouth found her earlobe and bit down gently.

“Stop it, Mr. Nair. We barely slept four hours last night. Tonight, we’re taking a break.”

He growled before he pulled her impossibly closer, their lower bodies brushing, andachingfor more. “Don’t worry,” he said, “I’ll give you plenty of breaks… in between making love.”

Before she could argue, his mouth was on hers again. The kiss was deep and needy, just like every other time. Her hands fisted into his hair as he rolled her beneath him, his lips moving to her neck, her shoulder, her collarbone, until she could barely breathe.

“Kushal,” she whispered breathlessly, “we’re already late for work…”

He paused, hovering over her, his breath still ragged from their kiss. “We’re definitely calling in sick today. No work.”

She didn’t exactly object… but agreeing right away would’ve been too easy. So, she lifted a brow and teased, “Sick? Both of us? Don’t you think that’s going to look a little suspicious? Everyone at Verma & Associates already has their eyes on us. They are just waiting to hear from us officially that we are together again.”

He chuckled low, brushing his thumb across her jaw. “Let them keep guessing. Let them gossip. I don’t care. Because if we go in today, I can’t promise I’ll keep my hands off you. And when they realise we’ve been locked in my cabin for over an hour, with your moans echoing through the glass walls,that’llbe far more scandalous, don’t you think?”