Deliver Me from Temptation

Rishika didn't realize there were tears running down her cheeks, until Vikas sat up and wiped them away. What had he said just now? That there was another woman? Was he attracted to her? Was she hotter, sexier and more beautiful than her? Didn't her husband find her sexy anymore?

'Is she hot?' she prompted, nonchalantly.

'Very,' he answered, breaking her heart all over again. 'Rishu, please don't take this otherwise,' he whispered, pulling her close and pressing a kiss against her temple. 'We have decided to let each other know if we foresee any threats to our relationship. And right now, she looks like one,' he said.

'So, all those so-called anniversary gifts were part of a guilt trip ...' she began to question, but Vikas cut her short.

'No, love,' answered Vikas, silently. 'I didn't buy those out of guilt. You deserve them and I just wanted to make this anniversary special for you,' he added, with a genuine smile.

'What do you want me to do about the entire situation?' she murmured, feeling helpless and drained out.

'Do what you always do -- love me, be my wife and keep me leashed,' he answered, with a wink.

Rishika couldn't help but giggle at Vikas' answer. Knowing that she needed a shower, she began to climb out of the bed.

'You are going for a shower? Now?' he asked, checking the time on his phone sitting on the nightstand. 'It's almost three in the morning, angel. We can take a shower couple of hours later. Come back to bed,' he coaxed, making her frown.

'But I am all sticky, sweaty and wet,' she admitted, with a sigh. 'I don't want to ruin the sheets,' she added, making him swell even further.

'Then in that case can I join you?' he proposed.

Rishika didn't reply, but she didn't close the door either as she walked into the washroom. After a minute or two, he heard her turn on the shower. Unable to resist, Vikas climbed out of the bed and with two quick strides, entered the washroom.

He watched the water beat down on Rishika's delectable body. He saw her blindly reach for the bottle of shampoo. But he covered the distance between them and took the bottle from her.

'Allow me,' he said and opening the bottle, squeezed out a generous amount of shampoo into his palm.

He placed the bottle back on the shelf and began to lather the shampoo over his wife's hair, working it into her scalp. When he was done, Vikas pressed Rishika forward, forcing her underneath the shower. With the water beating down and rinsing the soap from her hair, he grabbed her shower gel. Squirting out a dollop onto the loofah, he turned off the shower and began to clean her body.

Rishika watched Vikas as he took extra care in covering each and every part of her body. He crouched to clean her pussy and thighs and she couldn't help but moan, as he ran the loofah over her sensitive pussy lips. Her knees began to buckle but Vikas wrapped his arm around her hips, steadying her. He rose to his feet and turned on the shower. Wanting to return the favor, Rishika began to grab the loofah from his hands; but Vikas shook his head in answer.

'There's only one way this is going to end if you start touching me,' he whispered, against her ear and indicated his half-erect cock between them.

Rishika turned a shade of red and nodded. Vikas turned off the shower and grabbing one of the fresh towels, wrapped it around her.

'Are you sleepy, love?' he asked, stroking his thumb over the curve of her cheek and Rishika shook her head in answer.

'Run along then. I will join you in a couple of minutes,' he said, patting her ass.

'Mmm... Angel, you are making it impossible to let go of you,' murmured Vikas, as Rishika shifted to his side and lowering her head, pressed a kiss to his chest.

'I have something to show you,' she said, dropping the half-eaten toast on the plate and picking her phone from the nightstand, unlocked it.

Unable to resist, Vikas brushed his thumb against her exposed breasts and cupped them in his hands.

'Vicky, please,' moaned Rishika and shivered against him. 'Look at what your little angel did yesterday morning,' she said, before showing him the phone.

Vikas watched Sasha play with her cereal instead of eating it. He watched her make balls out of her cereal and then make toys out of it. He laughed at her antics and pressed a kiss against his wife's temple as the video ended and the screen turned black.

'We made a beautiful baby, Rishu,' he said, proudly as he watched her place the phone back on the stand. 'I don't think I can thank you enough for her,' he whispered, stroking her arm.

'You don't have to thank me, Vicky,' she mumbled and with a sigh, shifted onto his lap. 'Let me love you,' she said and with a shy smile, began to slide down Vikas' body.

Just then their room bell rang, forcing Vikas to groan.

'Ignore it,' he said, but then the bell rang again. 'Don't move, love. I will check and be right back,' he said, climbing out of the bed.

Grabbing the towel from the foot of the bed, he wrapped it around his waist. He walked out of the room and Rishika watched him with a frown. What if it was that bitch trying to snag her husband? Without wasting another second, she climbed out of the bed and shrugged on her bath robe. Rishika stealthily walked towards the door and found Vikas talking to someone. And then a high-pitched female laughter, made her heart race.

'Hey, what's taking you so long?' asked Rishika, confidently walking up to Vikas and sliding into his side.

Rishika saw the color drain from the other woman's face and she mentally applauded herself.

'Neha, I want you to meet my wife, Rishika. And Rishu, this is Neha. She's also attending the conference,' completed Vikas.

'Pleased to meet you,' said Rishika, plastering a fake smile and offering the other woman her hand.

'Same here,' murmured Neha, shaking Rishika's hand.

Neha watched Rishika wrap her right arm around Vikas' waist and rest her left hand on his chest, right over his heart.

'The breakfast's getting cold, Vicky,' murmured Rishika against Vikas' ear, her eyes never leaving Neha's as she pressed a kiss to Vikas' back.

'If you guys will excuse me, I will catch you later,' and with that Neha walked away.

'Well, that was interesting,' murmured Rishika, closing the door.

'I think I asked you to stay in the bed,' he said, silently.

'And what made you think that I would obey?' countered Rishika, with a playful wink and snuggled into him. 'And moreover, I am done sharing my husband with other women,' she added, making him chuckle.

'So?' he prompted, undoing her bathrobe and shrugging it off her shoulders.

'She has got a nice rack,' commented Rishika, forcing Vikas to raise his eyebrows in question. 'But no spine,' she added, pressing herself into him. 'I didn't expect her to give up so easily. Talks a lot about your choices in women,' she mumbled and pulled the towel away from Vikas' waist.

'Aren't you forgetting the fact that you are also my choice?' he reminded her.

'Huh! If you remember correctly, I was the one who decided to marry you and not the other way round,' she replied with a giggle, forcing Vikas to pinch her ass.

'Ouch! Pervert!' she muttered, rubbing her derriere. 'Oh! Look who decided to wake up,' she whispered, cupping his erection in her soft palm and stroking it.

'No, love. You will hurt your knees,' he protested, as Rishika began to kneel on the floor. 'On to the bed,' he said, guiding her towards the bed.

Rishika watched as Vikas climbed into the bed after her and laid down. She quickly snuggled into him and watched him stroke himself. She saw his cock grow and unable to stop herself, she climbed down his body and pulled his cock out of his hands. She took him into her mouth and Vikas groaned as soon as he felt the heat of her mouth.

'Rishu! Fuck!' he groaned, running his fingers through her black tresses and rose on his elbows to watch her.

Rishika let him slip out of her mouth and she began to press barely-there kisses along the length of him. She then ran her tongue along the length and Vikas watched helplessly as pre-cum oozed out. She licked it away, her eyes meeting his. Without breaking eye contact, she took him into her mouth and began to suck him. Her fingers began to tease his balls and he knew that he was only moments away from emptying himself in her mouth. He stilled her hands and began to pull himself out of her mouth, when she pouted in response.

'Angel, I am not going to last,' he admitted, wryly. 'And I want to be in you when I cum,' he added.

'Please, let me make you cum this way. It's been so long,' she murmured, stroking him.

'God woman! You are one little imp,' he muttered, unable to refuse her.

With a wink and a smile, she began to continue with her ministrations. Vikas groaned and grabbed the sheets beneath him. Rishika resumed sucking him and she added her hands in addition to her lips. Her fingers stroked him while she sucked and licked his balls. And just when he thought that it couldn't get better, she switched her lips and hands. He cursed out loud as she began to suck him the way he had taught her over the years. He felt his cum rise and just then she ran her teeth along his length.

Fuck! He watched helplessly as his hips began to move and he started shooting streams of cum into her mouth. He sat up and watched her swallow his cum. Unable to watch the erotic sight any longer, he let himself fall back on the bed. His hips buckled as he shot the last of his cum into her mouth.

He heard himself pop out of her mouth and she immediately, climbed up his body and snuggled back into his side. Not knowing how else to thank her, he drew her close and dropped a kiss on her forehead. She threw her arm and leg over him possessively and snuggled closer into him.

'I love you, Rishu,' he murmured, stroking the back of her thigh and dropping a kiss on her head.

Rishika sighed and squeezed him gently. And the next thing Vikas knew was she had passed out next to him. Vikas chuckled and squeezed her ass gently. Poor thing! He had completely worn her out. He pulled up the comforter to cover her and flicked off the bed lamps, dousing the room in semi-darkness. Ensuring that they were wrapped around each other like a vine, he closed his eyes and gave into the exhaustion.

Rishika woke up with a start as she felt something slide down her pussy. She realized that her thighs were stretched wide apart, leaving her pussy completely exposed. She began to close them when two strong arms stopped her. Vikas... With a lazy moan, she let him suck her clit into the heat of his mouth while one of his fingers fucked her wet pussy.

She opened her eyes with a smile only to find Vikas looming over her. Unable to meet his gaze, she began to look away, when he inserted one more finger into her dripping pussy. Her gaze flew to his as he stretched her to accommodate his fingers.

'Vicky, please,' she moaned and began to plead, when he leaned forward and captured her cries and moans.

His fingers continued to tease, torment and fuck her; forcing her to reach the brink in just a matter of seconds. Unable to control, she let herself go and rode the wave of pleasure. Her hips undulated in sync with Vikas' moves. As she came down from the high, Vikas pulled his fingers out and licked his fingers clean.

And the next thing she knew was Vikas positioning himself on top of her and his cock thrusting into her. She didn't know the last time they had spent a day like this -- doing absolutely nothing but fucking. As far as she could recollect, it was during their honeymoon. They had spent the penultimate day of their vacation being confined to the room and exploring each other's bodies. And just then a quick hard spank to her ass, pulled her out of her reverie.

'I hope whatever you are dreaming about is sexier than me,' muttered Vikas, forcing Rishika to giggle.

'I was just reminiscing about our honeymoon,' she confessed, with a shy smile. 'This reminds me so much of those days,' she added.

'Oh yeah! But I feel this is better,' he added, slowing down the pace and drawing out each stroke. 'Don't you think so?' he asked, making her moan in reply.

'Vicky, please. Make me cum once again,' she begged, her hips moving on their own; wanting to take the pleasure that Vikas was holding back from her.

'Shh... I will give you whatever you need,' he soothed, holding her hips still. 'But first tell me that you love me and that you promise to never give up on us or our love,' he murmured.

'I do and I promise,' she agreed, almost immediately. 'Now fuck me,' she cried, biting on his shoulder.

'Ouch! Fuck, woman!' he groaned, at the painful pleasure.

Vikas increased the pace of his strokes, hitting her sweet spot over and over again, making her moan and cry out his name. Finally, he felt her muscles constrict as she cried out his name. Unable to hold on, he let himself empty into her weeping core; his cock twitching as his pussy milked his dick. Pulling himself out of her, he watched his cum seep out almost immediately. Grabbing a tissue from the box on the nightstand, he wiped her pussy clean.

Rishika shivered as he pressed a kiss to her pussy before settling down next to her. She cozied up to him, before rising on her elbows and looking at him fondly.

'You know no other husband would have done what you did,' said Rishika, watching Vikas stroke her nipple.

'I don't think that's true. Any husband would fuck his wife and ...'

Rishika punched Vikas' shoulder playfully and rolled her eyes.

'You know I didn't mean that. What I meant was most husbands would have just slaked their lust with a random chick and gone back to their wives,' she whispered, making Vikas smile.

'Should I have also done just that?' he questioned, making her huff and look at him sharply.

'No and it makes me want you even more when you are so loyal,' she confessed, with a blush.

'I see that, baby,' he murmured, running a lazy finger along her arm. 'But you very well know that I can't be a moron, cheat on you and eventually lose my wife and my daughter. And by the way, we need to get ready for dinner,' he pointed out, stroking his fingers along her bare back.

'Do we have to? Can't we just order room service?' she offered, with a pout.

'Come on, woman! I am showing you off to everyone tonight,' he revealed, with a smile. 'Pretty please,' he coaxed.

'I cannot refuse if you ask me like that,' she agreed, shyly. 'Keep this. It suits you,' she complimented, running her fingers over his slight stubble. 'Oh God! You look so handsome with this salt-and-pepper look,' she complimented, running her fingers through his hair. 'No wonder the women are swooning over you,' she added, making him chuckle.

'Thanks, angel,' he murmured, dropping a kiss on her shoulder. 'By the way, are you calling me old, woman?' enquired Vikas, with mock anger.

'I wouldn't dare, mister,' she answered, shaking her head. 'Especially not after the last twenty hours,' she added, with a wink.

'Then how about giving your handsome man another hour to prove his youth?' offered Vikas, pulling back the comforter from her body.

'No, mister. Not again,' she protested, holding onto the comforter. 'It's already seven and I need at least half-an-hour to shower and get ready,' she informed.

'Can I join you for that shower?' he asked and she huffed and punched his arm playfully.

Rishika climbed out of the bed, naked as the day she was born and walked away in the direction of the washroom. Not wanting to let go of a brilliant opportunity, Vikas climbed out of the bed after her and followed her stealthily. Just as she was about to step into the washroom, he spanked her. Rishika screamed and turned around to face him with an angry glare.

Before Rishika could give him an earful, Vikas grabbed her waist, backed her against the nearest wall and took her lips into a deep eating kiss. Immediately, she went soft in his arms as she let him set the pace of the kiss. Realizing that he was going to side-track them, he began to gently pull back from the kiss. But Rishika whimpered in protest and began to take charge of the kiss.

'Shh... I am sorry, baby,' apologized Vikas softly, pulling himself back. 'We are never going to make it out of this room if we keep this up,' he pointed out, with a smile. 'Okay?' he asked, running his knuckles along the curve of her cheek.

Rishika nodded in understanding and he guided her into the washroom before walking away.

Vikas unlocked the door to their room and ushered Rishika in. Closing and locking the door behind her, he flicked on the lights. Unable to resist, he backed her to the nearest wall and pressed his lips to hers. Taken aback by the sudden kiss, she began to gasp but Vikas swallowed her gasp. She moaned into the kiss and enjoyed the passionate battle of their lips. With a groan and a soft curse, Vikas pulled back from the kiss.

Rishika ran her fingers over Vikas' cheek and felt his stubble prick her skin. Not wanting to let go of the opportunity, she dropped a string of kisses on her face; with the final kiss gently pulling his lower lip with her lips. Vikas smiled at her warmly and pulling her closer into him, dropped a kiss on her forehead.

'Was I everything that you wanted me to be tonight?' asked Rishika, with a smile.

'Yes, that and so much more,' he murmured, with a husk. 'Thank you for making me look so good and for being my plus one,' he whispered, taking her hand into his and brushing his lips against her knuckles.

'You don't have to thank me, Vicky. I am your wife,' she reminded him, with a giggle.

'And I can't wait to take you again,' he admitted, playing with the strap of her dress.

'I didn't know that you could still be so crazy about me,' she replied, softly. 'Vicky, please,' she whimpered, when he cupped her breast through her dress.

'Watch me,' he murmured, before lowering the strap of her dress and exposing her already hard nipple.

Rishika watched as Vikas lowered his head and took the tiny bud into his mouth. She watched his lips suckle her nipple and she felt her pussy grow wet. Unable to watch any further, she looked away. Vikas rose to his height and cupping her face, pressed his lips to hers. Rishika moaned into the kiss as she felt him cup her exposed breast. Feeling tears prick her eyes, she pulled back from the kiss, making Vikas frown.

'Hey, you okay?' he asked, concerned. 'Did I hurt you?'

'No, it's just that... It's ...,' she faltered and he immediately pulled her into a hug.

'Overwhelming?' he offered and she nodded against his shoulder.

'Wanna sit and talk?' he offered, making her pull back and nod, with a smile.

'Let's change into something comfortable then,' he suggested, returning her smile.

Rishika nodded and walked away. Vikas walked up to the closet and grabbed a pair of sweatpants. He began to unbutton his shirt, when he saw Rishika struggle with the zipper of her dress.

'Need help?' he asked, walking up to her.

'The zipper's stuck, I guess,' she answered, with a wry smile.

'Here you go,' he said, unzipping the dress and pressing a kiss to her exposed back.

He began to walk away from her, when she held onto his hand.

'Let me help you,' she said and covering the distance between them, began to unbutton his shirt.

Vikas watched as she leaned forward and kissed each and every inch of his exposed skin. He began to grow and with a groan, he pulled himself away.

'Please! Let me,' she said, making him wince.

Unable to refuse her plea, he let her continue. Unwilling to be a selfish asshole, he helped her out of her dress. He watched her nipples peak out from between the black tresses of her hair. He took a deep breath as her fingers now moved to his pants. She first cupped him through the pants, making him curse.