Page 65 of The Pursuit
“And?” she asked.
“And I told him that you are going to be off the grid for two-three months.”
She paused, kissing my chest and glared at me. “What?”
I grinned, expecting her to react the same way.
“Yes, Trisha. No assignments or missions for you for the next two to three months.”
“Krish, stop making fun of me.”
“I’m serious. I actually told him that, and he agreed. But of course, he would agree to this only if you want the same.”
She visibly relaxed upon hearing that. “Thank god. I am telling him not to listen to your demands. There’s no way I’m off missions for two to three months.”
“Trisha, you have been taking up fieldwork back-to-back and it’s taking a toll on your health. Take a break, recover, and then you can come back.”
“No, I am absolutely fine. I can’t think of a break that long. These missions are my lifeline.”
“And what about your body? Your health?”
She was about to refute, but I didn’t let her speak. “I want you to take this break, for me… for us... You can support all you want on GLEN’s missions, but no fieldwork for some time. Please.”
“You are worrying unnecessarily, Krish. I’m capable of handling the fieldwork.”
“But your body needs rest.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Fine,” I sighed. “If you are not willing to give your body a break from fieldwork, then let’s take a break from this…” I tried to pull away from her, but she didn’t let me get away.
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“It’s either you letting your body rest by not getting into fieldwork for two to three months, or I’ll not over exert your remaining energy and tire your body by our lovemaking. Your body needs to heal and rest, Trisha. So it’s up to you now. If you don’t rest that way… then this has to take a pause.”
Trisha groaned in anger and flipped me on the bed, sitting on me.
“Nice try, Krish. You know I cannot stop this between us… so I would eventually give in to your idea of taking a break from work.”
I grinned.
“But none of this is happening. I want you as much as I want the fieldwork.”
She unzipped my pants and pulled them down along with my boxers. Before I could even realise it, Trisha gave my hard member a gentle rub before gently sliding down on it, slowly, fully, taking me inside her completely. F*ck! It had been a while now since I was inside her like this. I gave myself over to my desire. I forgot everything I’d wanted from her and thrust inside her wet body, claiming what was mine. She rode me with all she’d got, our sounds of pleasure, pain, and relief echoing in the room. When it was all too much, I flipped her back on the bed and rammed so deep inside her that she’d feel me for days. She clutched my shoulders for dear life and watched me with her parted lips until she could no longer keep her eyes open. Her body tensed, and Trisha shuddered under me with a release of her own. I didn’t last long, nor did I care. Seconds after her euphoria, white lightning exploded through my veins as I climaxed before laying my forehead on her shoulder to recover. Trisha was still recovering by the time I was ready for another round. I wanted to run my lips over every damn inch of her.
“I’m ready,” she said with a smile.
“For round two?” I asked, my fingers dipping towards her wet core again while I was still inside her.
She pulled my face and kissed me hard.
“For a break, dammit,” she replied in between the kiss.
She was ready for a break? I pulled away and looked at her.
“Are you sure?”
“I don’t like to sit back and do nothing, Krish,” she replied. “It reminds me of the time when I was shut out from my first job. That’s why I haven’t taken a break since I started working for GLEN. Missions after mission… kept me sane. But you are right. I need a break to heal and spend some time with you. Our relationship, our marriage, needs us to be together because these moments wouldn’t come again the same way. So, yes, since you have already spoken to your father, and he is fine with it, I am going to accept and step back for a month or two. The only role I would like to play during this break is of your wife… your life partner.”
I bent down and kissed her hard, allowing my tongue to graze with hers. I was glad Trisha had agreed to take this short much-needed break, and I silently promised to make the best use of it. I would show her the world, and fulfil all her fantasies. In that period, nothing else would matter—not the missions, not the danger we had faced, not the uncertainty that always loomed on the horizon. Just me and Trisha and the fierce, all-consuming love I felt for her.
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