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Aditya paced restlessly in the confines of his room, the frustration evident on his face. The unexpected arrival of his extended family members 4 days ago had disrupted their plans leaving him simmering with unfulfilled desires.

Even 7 months after their marriage, his family continued to treat Zoya like a newly wedded wife.... They technically were newly wedded, but since the time they've shifted to their house in the Daman because of Zoya's resort business...

He expected them to leave the couple alone... But no.... The entirety of the Hooda clan was always keen to come and meet Zoya...stay with her.

Aditya sat in his room, the tension in the air palpable. These four days had left him sèxually frustrated and agitated.

"She's too much interested in being good daughter in law but what about being good wife" he dumped his face into the pillow.

The thought of not being able to spend intimate moments with his wife, Zoya, heightened his anxiety, creating a restless energy that lingered in the air.

"Ughhh fuçk I need her"

As he reclined on the bed, his mind wandered to Zoya, the image of her beautiful vivid in his thoughts. The way her eyes sparkled with warmth and mischief, the curve of her lips that could melt away any stress, and the softness of her touch that promised a world of pleasure-all of these memories danced through his mind, intensifying the longing that gnawed at him. The anticipation of being alone with her after dinner tonight had turned into a ache, making every passing minute feel like an eternity.

The sound of voices from the living room heightened his unease.

He couldn't shake the impatience that tugged at him, yearning for the privacy that had been temporarily stolen from them. Yet, Aditya knew he had to wait, keeping the frustration bottled up as he navigated the evening with family obligations. They were going to leave today after dinner.

The evening dragged on, with family conversations echoing through the house, leaving Aditya more impatient and yearning for a moment of intimacy with Zoya.

The walls of their home seemed to close in, amplifying the desire that simmered beneath the surface. He could almost feel her presence, the magnetic pull drawing him toward her, yet the circumstances conspired against them.

Finally, as the night progressed and the family gathered for dinner, Aditya's anticipation reached its peak.

Every shared glance with Zoya across the table fueled the desire that simmered within him. The subtle touch of her hand as they passed dishes only intensified the ache that had taken residence in his chest.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the door closed behind the departing guests. The house fell into a serene quietness, and Aditya seized the opportunity to escape to the kitchen, his eyes seeking out Zoya.

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The soft glow of the kitchen lights illuminated her as she stood by the stove, her silhouette casting a bewitching spell.

In that instant, the frustration that had gripped him all evening transformed into unabashed desire. Aditya couldn't tear his eyes away from Zoya, dressed in a stunning saree that accentuated her grace and beauty. The way the fabric clung to her curves, the subtle sway of her hips as she moved all of it heightened the intensity of his longing.

Leaning against the kitchen doorway, Aditya allowed himself a moment to simply drink in the sight of his wife.

His gaze traced the contours of her silhouette, lingering on the gentle curve of her neck, the delicate slope of her shoulder.... Zoya was usually bossy and stern...and Aditya always found it hot... But the same girl in a saree?... She was next level.

The magnetic pull between them felt undeniable, a magnetic force drawing him closer to the woman he desired with every fiber of his being.

As Zoya turned to meet his gaze, the connection between them ignited. The unspoken understanding passed between their eyes, a shared acknowledgment of the longing that had built throughout the evening. In that moment, Aditya knew that the culmination of their desires was imminent, and the anticipation only added to the intensity of the connection that bound them together.

Catching the intensity in his gaze. A playful smile danced on her lips as she raised an eyebrow, fully aware of the desire that simmered beneath the surface.

"Sarees look lovely on you..... breathtaking.." he had a frown on his forehead, that didn't go unnoticed for Zoya.

"Feeling a bit... frustrated?" she teased, her tone suggestive.

Aditya couldn't help but chuckle, the tension easing as he walked toward her.

"You have no idea," he admitted, reaching out to pull her into a tight embrace.

"Okay okay tiger... I still need to finish things up." Saying that, Zoya turned back towards the slab, picking up the jars and placing them back into the cabinets.

"As if I care..." He said rubbing his lips on her exposed back.

"Adi-tya??" She laughed and whinced at his gesture. His hands groped to her bare navel like he was going crazy... A jar almost fell from her hands.

"Adityah....wa...wait..." She moaned but He wasn't going to pay any heed, he was busy licking her back sending shivered down her spine, hitting between her legs.

Aditya was in a brain fog.

"Adi....Adii..." She laughed at his actions, whining with amusement and pleasure. "Koi aa gaya toh?..."...His hands grabbed the knot of the helter blouse behind her neck..trying to untie it......" Adi..."

"I closed the door myself .... There's no one disturbing us now..." Saying that he lightly bit her earlobe, hastily trying to undo her blouse.

"Adi....calm down..." She managed to say as noticed that he was unable to undo her bra.

Aditya hastily turned her towards him and meeting the predatory gaze, Zoya knew nothing else but complete surrender.

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"What is wrong with you?" She chuckled with surprise, Aditya had always been romantic and insatiable...but right now, he was something else.

Right now...Aditya was beastly.

His hands groped her bust and tried to pull her blouse down with force.

"Adi..." Zoya møaned with surprise.

Failing to pull the blouse down, he tried to take it of from over her head.

"Adi......Adi ....wait..." She called..."it's my favourite saree..."

"I need ...your b@@bs....right now..."

He growled, pinching on her bust... making her wince before hungrily taking her left b@@b in his mouth.....

Unpinning her pallu ....nibbling through the cloth.

"Ooh...ouuhmmm..." Aditya knew no patience... His mouth was hungry and hurried on her chest.

"Easy baby...."

"NO..." His groan was stern and animalistic.

One look into his eyes and Zoya read his urgency. She untied the knot of her blouse and.. like a happy, hungry beast...he pulled it over her head and threw it on the floor.

Pulling her left b@@b out of her br@...he hungrily nibbled on her tit.

"Oouhmmmm...Adi....baby...." She gripped on his hair, pulling him to her b@@b. "Aah.... Yes....aaahmm..."

"I love your juicy b@@bs..." He mumbled with her nìpple between his teeth.

Zoya smiled at his words....his primal desires. She knew how they couldn't find time to spend together because of so many people at their house.

Now that they were alone, Aditya was going to devour his wife.

"I know..."

"No you don't.... " He growled, licking her swollen mounds. "You'd let me eat them if you knew..."

"Baby...you know how it was..."

"I don't...." His lips coaxed into her while his hands undid her saree...

"Adi..."

"Ssshh..." An aggressive finger landed on her lips, he hungrily looked at her... wiping her lipstick off.

Another tug to it and the saree touched the ground, one hasty movement and the shaper was also off.

His palm groped her a$$ cheeks before making her sit on the slab and he quickly unzipped his jeans.

"Very hungry, monster?" Zoya, dizzy with pain and pleasure didn't miss the chance to tease, looking at his hard erèction. He was thick and vieny with arousal.

"Yes. Satiate."

Two words. Straight commands.

Lifting her legs, she spread them for him... sliding her thong to a side and he pounded.

"Oohmm..." She cried. Pulling her body closer to his, in a hug... Aditya dug his face into her neck and kept on pounding...no....He ploughed her like an animal.

"Yes ADI.... fùck me like that...show me you're and animal..." Zoya was dripping with need.

"Yes...oh...oh...mmhmm....mmmhmm...y es...Adi....ughmmm....yes.... fùck me like an animal Adi....aah."

The cold slab wasn't cold enough in front of the heat he fuckèd her with. Zoya was helpless in his arms... totally at his mercy.

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