Lust Stories 18+

Chapter 2

Veeransh's POV

My happiness knew no bounds today. The girl I developed a crush on is finally going to be mine. Today is my wedding, and she will officially become mine, and I'll become hers. I tried to talk to her on calls and texts, but she doesn't prefer calls and likes to chat with me via text. To tell you the truth, I also like talking to her through texts because I can't form the words whenever I hear her voice.

I still remember the day when I called her for the first time, and she didn't know it was me. The way she got flustered upon hearing my name made my heart flutter for some unknown reason. We talked a lot through texts, and I made sure to learn everything about her. I promised her that the day we meet, we will talk a lot, but deep down, I know that when we meet, there won't be much talking. The only conversation will be our bodies speaking to each other in their own way.

I have so many dreams about our marital life and how we will spend the rest of our lives together. Today, I got married, and right now, I'm trying to convince my sister and cousins to let me into my room to meet my wife, but they aren't budging from their place. After a lot of struggle, I finally went inside my room, of course, after handing over my wallet to them.

I went inside my room—no, our room. I went inside our room and saw my love sitting on our bed, dressed as my bride and looking like an angel, with a veil covering her face. I went and sat beside her, and she slightly moved her hands to clutch her saree in her fists out of nervousness. I gently held her hands and loosened her tight grip on the saree, slowly lifting her veil. My breath got stuck as I watched the beauty sitting in front of me, gazing directly into my eyes.

"Aap toh bohot khoobsurat hain, Riya. Meri soch se bhi zyada," I confessed to her, which made her blush, and she averted her eyes from me, looking at our intertwined hands.
(You are very beautiful, Riya. Even more than I imagined)

I lifted her chin to look at me again and said, "Aaj bhi humse baat nahi karengi?
(Won't you talk to me today?)

She didn't say anything, just looked at me with an unreadable expression on her face.

"Please, jaan, aaj to kuch boliye. Aur natt tadpaiye mujhe apni aawaz sun'ne ke liye," I said to her.
(Please, love, at least today, say something. Don't torture me any longer by withholding your voice)

She finally spoke to me and slowly said, "Aap bhi bohot achhe lag rahe the."
(You also looked very nice.)

I felt my pants tighten with just one word from her. I smiled at her and retrieved her gift from my inner pocket, which I had specifically chosen for her. I handed the box to her and said, "Ye aapki muhdikhai ka tohfa."
(This is your wedding gift.)

She muttered a slow thank you and opened the box. The box contained a diamond ring and a waist chain.

"Ye kamar bandh kyu? Maine kabhi pehna nahi hai ye," said Riya to me.
(Why a waist chain? I've never worn one before)