Deliver Me from Temptation

'I know and I am sorry that I am ruining your plans,' whispered Vikas, apologetically. 'But please... I... I...' he faltered, unable to put his feelings into words.

'What happened, Vicky?' pressed an anxious Rishika.

'I... I need you here with me, Rishu,' he said, not knowing how else to explain the situation.

'Shh... Do you want only me? Or do you want me to bring along Sasha as well?' she offered.

'No, just you. Can you ask my Mom to babysit?' volunteered Vikas, thoughtfully.

'Yes, sure. I will check with her and we will talk once I am there. Okay?' she enquired, softly.

'Yes,' he answered and sighed. 'And by when can you be here?' he prompted.

'I can take the last flight to Mumbai tonight and be there by say midnight or early morning,' she replied.

'Okay. I will come and pick you up from the airport,' he said. 'And Rishu?'

'Yes, Vicky,' she said.

'Don't bring any clothes. You won't get the chance to wear any,' he warned, before ending the call.

'Are you still going to give me the silent treatment, Vicky?' asked Rishika, closing and locking the door of their room behind her. 'You didn't say anything during the entire ride from the airport to the hotel,' she whispered, placing her handbag on the nearest table.

'Did you drop Sasha at Mom's?' he asked.

'Yes, I did,' she replied, with a nod.

'Are you tired or hungry? Do you want me to order something to eat or drink?' he asked, indicating the phone in the room.

'No, I am not,' she answered, softly. 'Now, will you please tell me what's ...'

And that was all she could say before Vikas covered the distance between them and backed her into the nearest wall. And the next thing she knew was Vikas taking her lips into a deep passionate and eating kiss. She shivered at the intensity of his emotions as he nipped her lips and kept sucking them simultaneously. She moaned as Vikas reached between them and cupped her breast.

'Is this shirt new?' he asked, making her to rethink for a second.

'No. Why ...?' and that was all she could get out before he pulled apart the plackets of her shirt, forcing the buttons to pop open.

Rishika almost immediately turned away from him and held the plackets of her shirt close.

'I have a surprise for you,' she said, turning back to face him again and looked at him shyly. 'Can you give me a couple of minutes so that I can change?' she asked, expectantly.

'No, you don't have to change. Why did you bring this luggage trolley?' he questioned, eyeing her trolley with a frown. 'I think I specifically asked you not to carry any clothes,' he said, frowning. 'And what's the surprise?' he asked, pulling her back into his arms.

'Huh! So many questions?' she asked, shaking her head. 'Come on, Vicky! Be a sport. If I tell you about the surprise, then what's the fun?' she prompted, forcing him to deliver one quick hard spank to her ass cheek.

'You got two minutes,' he said, rubbing her ass cheek, before letting her out of his hold.

He watched as Rishika held her shirt together with one hand and rubbed her freshly spanked ass with the other. She grabbed her handbag and walked into the washroom, before closing the door behind her. Vikas let out a frustrated sigh and settled down on the bed.

Vikas switched on the air-conditioning in the room and mentally counted the seconds tick by. He watched the closed washroom door willing it to open. Should he just barge in and drag her out? What was she doing inside while he was sitting on the bed all by himself? And what kind of surprise involved her escaping into the washroom? Knowing that he wasn't going to get the answers to his questions anytime soon, he hoped that Rishika didn't plan on testing his patience any further.

And just then he heard the washroom door click open and watched Rishika step out wearing nothing but a see-through negligee. Vikas couldn't move his gaze even if he wanted to. The washroom light behind her formed a silhouette of her perfectly curved body. He beckoned her close and she tiptoed towards him. On the way, she flicked off the washroom and room lights, forcing him to turn on the bed lamps.

Rishika shivered at the intensity of Vikas' stare as she stood before him. His eyes didn't leave hers, making her heart beat faster.

'I didn't know you had something this sexy in your wardrobe,' he murmured, taking her cold hand into his warm one and pulling her down onto the bed next to him.

'It's new. I had bought it for our anniversary night,' she mumbled and watched him play with the hem of her negligee.

'Fuck! You are naked beneath this,' he commented, with a sigh as he could make out the faint outline of her breasts and pussy in the soft glow of the bed lamps.

'Kiss me,' she said and pressed her lips to his.

Vikas wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. She moaned into the kiss as he took control of the kiss and ate her lips with his. One of his hands crept between them and rested on her breast. Rishika moaned her approval and leaned into his touch. His lips left hers and began to trace a path to her chest as he lowered the strap of her negligee. He tried to lower the bodice of her negligee when Rishika stopped him and put considerable distance between them.

'Why? What's wrong?' he asked, frowning.

'I have done something,' she murmured, forcing him to stare at her in confusion.

'Do you want to talk about it?' he offered, pulling her back into his lap and stroking her cheek.

'No, I did rather show you,' she said and without moving out of his lap, shrugged off the negligee.

Vikas couldn't help but groan as Rishika's naked body came into view. His sweatpants began to form a tent as he watched the most erotic sight before his eyes. And that was the last straw to break his control. Rishika watched silently the play of expressions on Vikas' face.

'Oh baby! What have you done?' asked Vikas, his eyes not leaving her body.

And the next thing she knew was Vikas lowering her onto the bed and attacking her body. His hands and lips seemed to be everywhere -- on her neck, on her breasts, on her waist, on her thighs, on her pussy. Vikas pulled himself back and stared at the erotic henna tattoo on her fair skin. The design was intricate and the henna had matured enough to leave behind a reddish orange color. He could also see the fading marks of his hickeys and he couldn't wait to give her more.

Rishika watched him rise to his feet and shrug off all his clothes. She was about to reach for him, when he moved out of her reach and shook his head in answer. And the next thing she knew was Vikas lowering himself over her and thrusting his cock into her pussy, in one swift move. She didn't know how wet she had been until then.

'Do you have any fucking idea what you are doing to me?' he asked, dropping kisses all over her face.

Rishika giggled and moaned as Vikas thrust his cock into her dripping pussy all over again. She dug her nails into his back and he groaned into her ear as he felt his skin break. Rishika wrapped her legs around his waist, forcing him deeper into her. Vikas groaned as he felt her pussy milk his dick.

'I am going to cum, love!' he groaned and the next thing Rishika knew was his cum shooting into her as she began to climax.

Exhausted, Vikas lowered himself onto her, his head resting on her chest. Rishika ran her fingers through his hair and felt him press his lips to her chest. She didn't know for how long she was asleep, but the next thing she knew was Vikas tracing the design on her waist with his tongue.

'So, do you like your wedding anniversary gift?' she asked, with a smile.

'This has been the best gift ever, Rishu,' he answered with a grin and kissed her belly button.

Vikas sat back and observed the intricate henna design on her body. He couldn't help but find himself get aroused all over again at the erotic sight. The design surrounded her breasts drawing his attention back to them. And the design along her waist ended up pointing towards her pussy.

Unable to resist anymore, Vikas traced each and every line of the design with his tongue. Rishika shivered under Vikas' touch. She rose on her elbows and watched him trace the henna design. And the next thing she knew was Vikas suckling the soft skin of her breasts and leaving behind a trail of hickeys.

'Ah! Vicky, please,' she moaned, getting turned on by Vikas' ministrations. 'This is not how I thought the night would go,' murmured Rishika, running her fingers through Vikas' hair.

Vikas didn't reply to her statement and went back to tracing the design below her boobs with his tongue.

'I can't believe you went and got this done,' he murmured, kissing the underside of her breast. 'And I am so jealous that some random stranger got to see all of your delectable body.'

Rishika stifled back a giggle and pulled Vikas' ear.

'I think you will feel better knowing that the stranger was a middle-aged woman and completely professional,' she revealed, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

'The next time you go and see her, please thank her on my behalf,' he whispered, before drawing her nipple into the heat of his mouth.

'Vicky, please,' she moaned as he bit down on the tiny bud. 'I would have never done this, if I knew you were going to be so insatiable,' she mumbled, her voice already hoarse.

'When am I not insatiable when it comes to you, woman?' he retorted, with a chuckle. 'And quit complaining. I know you are loving this,' he said, pressing a chaste kiss on her lips.

'And where's my gift?' she asked, with a pout.

'Am I not enough of a gift?' he asked, with a wink; forcing her to push him away.

'You are so mean,' she said, making him chuckle and drop a kiss on her nose.

'Yes, I know. But your mean husband got something for you. I just hope you like it,' murmured Vikas, before pressing a kiss to her shoulder and climbing out of the bed.

Rishika checked out Vikas' naked body as he opened the closet and began to retrieve something.

'Quit ogling, love,' said Vikas, with a smile. 'I want you to wear this for tonight's dinner,' he revealed, placing a knee-length red backless velvet bodycon dress.

Rishika sat up and took the dress into her hands. 'It's so pretty, Vicky!' she exclaimed, excitedly. 'But why?' she asked, softly.

'Because I want you to wear something of my choice today,' he answered, looking at her expectantly. 'And most importantly, you are supposed to wear this without underwear,' he added, with a wink.

'Oh really?' asked Rishika, feigning surprise and Vikas nodded in reply. 'You are incorrigible, mister,' she said, shaking her head. 'Who would have thought that even after five years of marriage ...'

'I am always going to be a pervert when it comes to you and your body, Rishu,' he remarked, with a shy smile. 'And it's high time you got used to it. I bought matching shoes as well,' he revealed, picking up a shoe box from the closet and offering it to his wife.

'Slutty red stiletto heels?' she prompted, with a smile. 'Is there anything else that you want me to wear and fulfil this hooker fantasy of yours?'

'It's not a hooker fantasy,' he mumbled, with a pout and picking up a jewelry box offered it to Rishika.

'Oh boy! Someone's being very generous today,' she murmured, eyeing the box suspiciously.

'I am always generous when it comes to you,' Vikas said with a wink and closing the closet, settled down on the bed, next to her. 'Come here,' he said, taking her hand into his and pulling closer into him. 'Happy anniversary, baby,' he wished, pressing a kiss against her temple.

'Thank you, Vicky,' she said, with a blush and dropped a kiss on Vikas' cheek. 'But why ...'

'You know why,' answered Vikas, with a shrug. 'I just like seeing my woman in my choice,' he admitted. 'Baby, please wear all of them for me tonight,' he coaxed, taking her hands into his and brushing his lips against her knuckles. 'Come on, open it,' he said, indicating the box in her lap.

Rishika began to open the box and Vikas watched the play of expressions on Rishika's face -- from curiosity, to blush and finally the happiness. She immediately climbed into his lap and pressed a flurry of kisses on his face; making him laugh.

'So much love, huh?' he asked, pulling her ear playfully and taking her lips into a swift kiss.

'It's so beautiful. Thank you for something so pretty and thoughtful,' she said, earnestly.

Rishika ran her fingers over the platinum and diamond neckpiece and matching earrings. She knew that it would have costed Vikas a bomb and she couldn't help but feel special and pampered.

'Wear it for me now,' he whispered, retrieving the necklace from its confinement.

Rishika watched herself in the attached mirror that came in the box, as Vikas secured the necklace around her neck.

'Like it?' he asked, pressing a kiss to her exposed shoulder.

Rishika nodded and watched the diamonds shine every time they caught the tiny light of the bed lamp.

'No, please don't,' he said, as the tears began to well up in her eyes. 'I love you, wifey,' he murmured, pressing a kiss to the underside of her breast and lowering her onto the bed.

Grabbing the box from her lap, he placed it on the nightstand and settled down next to her.

'I want to make love to you now, when you are wearing only this,' he asked, running his finger over the diamonds.

Rishika nodded and raised her head for a kiss. Vikas positioned himself on top of her and took her offered lips into a deep, eating kiss. She shivered and he began to rub her arm to warm her up. He felt her reach between them and stroke his growing erection. He groaned into the kiss and she immediately took control of the kiss.

Vikas let her take whatever she wanted to. Her hand seemed to have a mind of its own as it continued stroking his dick and running the fingers over the head.

'I am not going to last long if you keep that up, woman,' he managed to say as Rishika increased her pressure and speed.

Just then her fingers cupped his balls and gave them the lightest of the lightest squeezes. And that was the last straw as he began to come between them. He didn't know how he managed to hold himself on his elbows, without falling down and crushing her.

'Sorry!' he muttered, as he saw that he had cum all over her waist.

'Shh... You don't have to apologize,' she whispered, offering him a smile. 'Can you hand me some tissues?' she prompted.

Vikas grabbed a couple of tissues from the nightstand. Rishika offered to take them but he shook his head in answer. Silently, he wiped away his seed from her body and her hand and then dumped the used tissues into the trash bin. Rolling to his side, he propped himself on his elbow and watched her intently.

'Stop looking at me like that,' she chided, pulling the covers until her chin and hiding her body under the covers.

Vikas tsked and with a wicked smile, snuggled under the covers and pulled her into his arms.

'You can't hide yourself from me,' he whispered, stroking her back and finally delivering one quick spank to one of her ass cheeks.

'Ouch! That hurt,' she complained and Vikas rubbed her stinging skin to sooth the ache. 'Caveman!' muttered Rishika, with a pout. 'You still haven't gotten over your adolescent fantasies, have you?' she asked, watching him suckle her skin and leave a hickey.

'It's not my fault that you didn't find me earlier,' he murmured, before suckling her breast and biting her nipple gently.

'You are going to make them sore,' she said, stroking his hair. 'Vicky, please,' she moaned, as he began to give the same attention to her other breast.

'I think I promised to make love to you with you wearing only this,' he said, looking at her expectantly.

'Again?' she asked, surprised. 'I thought ...'

'You don't want me to?' he murmured, looking at her like a kid who has been denied his candy.

'How can I refuse if you look at me like that?' she asked, pulling his ear playfully.

'Good wifey,' he said, before lowering himself onto the bed and tugging her hand, indicating that she should sit up.

As soon as Rishika sat up, he lifted her and helped her straddle him.

'Ride me,' he said, placing her hands on his chest.

Rishika grabbed his erect cock and lowered herself onto it, forcing Vikas to groan at the erotic sight. Rishika moaned as she felt her pussy take every inch of his cock inside. And just them Vikas grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed the erect nipple, forcing her pussy to get wetter. Closing her eyes and throwing away all inhibition, Rishika began to ride him. She could hear Vikas' words of appreciation but she was too lost in her pleasure. Just then she felt someone bite her nipple and she immediately jerked her eyes open, only to find Vikas sucking her nipples.

'Eyes on me, angel,' he ordered, delivering one quick hard smack to her ass. 'I want you to remember who you are fucking,' he said.

Rishika moaned as she watched the raw emotions in Vikas' eyes. Unable to bear the overwhelming emotions, she began to look away. But Vikas delivered another hard spank, forcing Rishika to watch him. And just then she felt tears prick her eyes and almost immediately, Vikas rolled her onto her back and took her lips into a soft kiss.

'Shh... Did I hurt you? Shall we stop?' he asked, kissing her tears away.

'No, please. I love you,' she murmured, kissing him. 'Please make love to me,' she said, milking his cock.

'Fuck, love,' he groaned. 'Let me know if I hurt you,' he murmured and with that Vikas began to fuck her with long hard strokes.

Rishika whimpered as Vikas made love to her with excruciating slowness. Unable to bear the pleasure, she fused her mouth to his, wanting more than one way of contact. Vikas swallowed her breathy moans and she couldn't help but let the tears roll down her cheeks, as he made sweet slow love to her. Gently pulling back from the kiss, Vikas kissed her tears away and whispered a multitude of sweet nothings making her heart swell.

'Happy anniversary, baby,' he whispered and dropped one hard quick smack to her ass, making her pussy orgasm and milk him in the process.

Vikas groaned as he shot his cum into her pussy and suckled her nipple to subject her to even more pleasure. His cock was still lodged in her snug warm pussy absorbing the tiny aftershocks, making him swell all over again. He unclasped her neckpiece and dropped it onto his side of the nightstand. Rishika reached between them and gently pulled him out. She gently pushed him onto his back and immediately curled against him, her head resting on his chest.

Vikas stroked her arm soothingly as he felt her press kisses to his chest every now and then. He felt her shiver and he immediately pulled up the comforter with his toes. He covered her body with the comforter and rubbed her arms, trying to ward off the cold.

'Mmm...,' moaned Rishika and wrapping her thigh over him possessively, snuggled further closer into him. 'Are we still not going to talk about the real reason why I am here, Vicky?' asked Rishika, finally addressing the elephant in the room.

'I love you,' he murmured and took her lips into a passionate kiss.

'Vikas, please,' pleaded Rishika, pulling back from the kiss. 'What's wrong? You are starting to scare me now,' she admitted, her heartbeat increasing with every passing second.

'Shh... Don't get scared,' he soothed, stroking her back. 'I want you to deliver me from temptation,' he murmured, making her frown.

'I don't think I get you, Vicky,' she whispered softly.

'There's a woman who is also attending the conference,' he revealed. 'Her room is on the same floor as mine,' he added, forcing Rishika to pull away from his hold and sit up.

'Please don't tell me that you ...'

'No, Rishu. I would never do that to you,' he said, grabbing her hand and brushing his lips against her knuckles. 'We bumped into each other in the hotel lobby and later her room key was not working. So, she came to my room to call the reception for a replacement key. She saved me a seat for the opening event and since then we end up attending the sessions and taking breaks together. And that's all,' he concluded.