The Love In Marriage

As Keerthi sensed a gentle hand lifting her chin, she couldn't help but lift her gaze to meet his warm, deep brown eyes, which seemed to hold a mysterious darkness. The moment intensified as she inadvertently let her eyes wander to her husband's inviting lips, causing an involuntary moisture to form on hers. Feeling her husband's grip tighten, a blush crept over Keerthi's cheeks, and she looked away, her face flushed with embarrassment. Vikram, however, didn't let her躲, gently raising her chin back to face him. His voice, thick with desire, spoke in a low rasp, their lips almost touching, "Keerthi, if you wish to avoid any further temptation, we should retire for the night," he hinted, leaving an unspoken invitation hanging in the air. Keerthi's face burned at the subtle suggestion, yet a part of her yearned for something more. It was the first time she ever found herself craving a kiss from her husband.