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The soft rays of the morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow in the room.
Reyansh woke up first, his eyes resting on Noor, who lay beside him, still fast asleep.
Her face looked peaceful, her hair spread across the pillow, and the faint red marks on her neck reminded him of their steamy intimacy the night before.
Memories of her shy laughter and the passion they shared replayed in his mind, bringing a soft smile to his face.
Noor stirred slightly, her eyelashes fluttering open to find Reyansh watching her.
Her cheeks immediately turned crimson as the events of the previous night rushed back to her. She quickly pulled the blanket over her face.
Reyansh chuckled and leaned closer, gently pulling the blanket down. "Good morning, Mrs. Malhotra."
"Good morning," Noor murmured, her voice barely audible.
"You look beautiful in the morning," he teased, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
She blushed harder and smacked his arm playfully. "Stop it, Reyansh! Let me get up."
"Not so fast," he said, holding her wrist gently. "You've got your first rasoi today. Don't be nervous, okay? I'll eat whatever you make... even if it's a disaster."
Noor rolled her eyes and smiled. "We'll see."
>
Noor stood in the kitchen, dressed in a gorgeous red saree with golden borders, the one her mother-in-law had gifted her that morning.
The soft clinking of her bangles and anklets filled the room as she prepared to cook for the family for the first time.
She decided to make kheer, knowing it was a simple yet special dish loved by everyone.
Noor carefully measured the ingredients, stirring the milk as it boiled. Her hands trembled slightly, but she calmed herself, wanting to make a good impression.
Reyansh entered the kitchen casually, leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed, watching her intently. Noor noticed him and turned to glare at him.
"Reyansh, what are you doing here? You're distracting me!"
"I came to see if my wife needed any help," he replied, smirking.
"Help? Or trouble?" she shot back, trying to hide her smile.
"Trouble is my middle name," he said with a wink.
Just then, his father entered the kitchen. "Reyansh, leave her alone. Go sit in the living room," his father scolded, making Reyansh retreat with a sheepish grin.
(Is this the same father??ð¤¡)
Noor blushed to herself as she focused on finishing the kheer.
>
Noor brought the kheer to the dining table, where Reyansh's parents, his grandfather, and Rohan were already seated.
Reyansh pulled out a chair for her to sit after serving everyone.
His grandfather took the first bite and closed his eyes, savoring the taste. "Perfect, Noor. You've done an excellent job."
Her mother-in-law smiled warmly. "I knew you'd make something wonderful. Welcome to the family, my dear."
Even Rohan, the mischief-maker, clapped dramatically. "Well done, Noor! But next time, let's add some chocolate to it, okay?"
And Noor was like Ewww on his joke.
Reyansh, however, stayed silent, savoring each bite.
When he was done, he leaned toward Noor and whispered, "This is the best kheer I've ever had."
Noor's heart swelled with happiness as she thanked everyone.
>
After breakfast, the family gathered in the living room for the traditional gift-giving ceremony.
Reyansh's father handed Noor a small velvet box containing a pair of diamond earrings.
"This is for you, Noor. A little token of our love and welcome," he said kindly.
Her mother-in-law gifted her a stunning gold bracelet, while Rohan, as always, added his touch of humor by gifting her a Belan and whispered in her ear, "This is the most useful thing you need."
Reyansh, however, stayed quiet throughout.
Once the ceremony was over, he took Noor's hand and led her to their room.
"I wanted to give you my gift in private," he said, pulling out a small black box.
Inside was a delicate necklace with a star-shaped pendant. Noor's eyes filled with tears as she looked at him.
"It's beautiful, Ansh. Thank you," she whispered.
Reyansh fastened the necklace around her neck and kissed her forehead. "You're my family now, Noor. This is just the beginning."
The two shared a warm embrace, their hearts filled with love and hope for the future.
>
The sun had barely risen when Noor stirred awake, the soft morning light casting a golden hue across the room.
She turned to see Reyansh still sleeping peacefully beside her. His face, free of the stern expressions he often wore, looked calm and innocent.
She smiled softly, her fingers itching to brush the stray strand of hair that had fallen over his forehead, but she stopped herself.
She quietly got out of bed, careful not to wake him, and went to freshen up. Draping herself in a soft pastel green saree, she tied her hair into a loose bun and headed downstairs to help her mother-in-law in the kitchen.
Reyansh woke up to an empty bed. He frowned, missing Noor's presence beside him. Stretching lazily, he sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. The faint sound of laughter coming from downstairs caught his attention. Curious, he got up, put on a plain white kurta, and made his way to the living room.
He found his family gathered around the dining table, chatting and laughing.
Noor was serving tea, looking radiant in her saree. Her bangles jingled softly as she moved, and her smile lit up the room.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," Rohan called out, grinning at Reyansh. "Looks like Noor's already taken over the house while you were busy snoozing."
Reyansh shot him a mock glare before walking over to the table. Noor noticed him and quickly poured him a cup of tea.
"Good morning," she said softly, her cheeks turning pink.
"Good morning," Reyansh replied, his voice warm. He took the tea from her hands, their fingers brushing briefly, sending a spark through both of them.
>
The day passed with the usual hustle and bustle of a family household. Noor was slowly getting used to her new role as the eldest daughter-in-law.
Her mother-in-law guided her through the household routines, while her father-in-law and grandfather cracked jokes to make her feel at home.
Rohan, ever the mischievous younger brother, teased Noor at every chance he got, making her laugh and blush in equal measure.
"Rohan, stop troubling her," Reyansh finally said, though his tone was more amused than scolding.
"Troubling? I'm just helping her adjust to our crazy family," Rohan replied with a grin.
Noor shook her head, smiling at their banter.
>
Later that evening, after dinner, Reyansh found Noor in the garden, watering the plants.
The moonlight made her skin glow, and the gentle breeze played with the loose strands of her hair.
He walked up to her quietly, leaning against the wall as he watched her. Sensing his presence, Noor turned around and smiled.
"Enjoying the view?" she asked playfully.
"Always," Reyansh replied, his voice soft.
Noor's cheeks flushed as she set the watering can aside. Reyansh stepped closer, taking her hand in his.
"How are you feeling?" he asked. "Everything okay? Are they treating you well?"
Noor looked at him with a small smile. "Your family has been nothing but kind to me. I'm happy, Ansh."
"And me?" he asked, his lips curving into a smirk.
She laughed softly. "You're okay too, I guess."
Reyansh chuckled, pulling her closer. "Just okay?"
She nodded teasingly. "Hmm, maybe a little more than okay."
"Good," he murmured, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "Because you're more than okay to me, Noor. You're everything."
Her heart skipped a beat at his words, and she felt her eyes well up. "Ansh..."
Before she could say more, he leaned in and kissed her forehead gently.
"I'm glad you're here," he said quietly.
Noor smiled, leaning into his embrace, feeling safe and cherished.
>
As the night deepened, the two sat in the garden, talking about everything and nothing. They laughed, shared stories, and even planned their future together.
The warmth of their love and the promise of a beautiful journey ahead filled the air.
The first days of their marriage were only the beginning, but Reyansh and Noor knew one thing for sure-they were ready to face whatever life had in store for them, as long as they had each other.
>
A few days after their wedding, the Malhotra family gathered in the dining room after dinner.
The atmosphere was light, with Rohan cracking jokes as usual, and Noor serving everyone dessert. Reyansh sat quietly, observing the scene with a soft smile.
Suddenly, Rohan clapped his hands together. "Alright, now that bhai and Noor are married, it's time to talk about the honeymoon!"
Noor almost dropped the bowl of custard in her hand, her face turning bright red. Reyansh glared at Rohan, but there was a faint smirk tugging at his lips.
"Rohan," their mother scolded lightly, "don't embarrass her like that!"
"What? I'm just saying what everyone is thinking!" Rohan replied with a cheeky grin. He turned to Reyansh. "Bhai, where are you taking her? Somewhere romantic, I hope? Paris, Maldives, New York?"
Reyansh leaned back, crossing his arms. "Why don't you worry about your own life, Rohan?"
"No way," Rohan quipped. "Your honeymoon is my business too. I'm living vicariously through you, bhai."
Their father chuckled, stepping in. "Reyansh, it's a good idea. You and Noor should take a break and spend some time together."
Reyansh glanced at Noor, who was looking down at her lap, clearly shy. He smiled softly and nodded. "Fine, I'll plan something."
"Plan?" Rohan scoffed. "No, no, bhai. Let me handle it. I'll make sure it's perfect."
"Absolutely not," Reyansh replied firmly, earning a laugh from the family.
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Later that night, as Reyansh and Noor settled into their room, Reyansh noticed Noor was unusually quiet.
"Everything okay?" he asked, sitting down beside her.
She nodded, fiddling with her bangles. "I'm fine. It's just... Rohan and his teasing. And now the honeymoon topic..."
Reyansh chuckled, taking her hand in his. "Don't worry about Rohan. He lives to tease everyone. As for the honeymoon, I'll make sure it's special, okay?"
Noor looked up at him, her cheeks pink. "Where are we going?"
"That's a surprise," he said with a smirk.
"A surprise?"
"Yes. Just trust me."
She smiled softly, nodding.
>
The next morning, Reyansh was up early, making arrangements. By lunchtime, he was ready to share the plans with Noor.
"Noor," he called out as she was helping his mom in the kitchen.
She turned to him, curious. "Yes?"
"Pack your bags. We're leaving tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" she asked, surprised. "Where are we going?"
"You'll find out," he said with a wink.
The family gathered around as Reyansh made the announcement. Rohan, of course, couldn't help himself. "Bhai, you better not take her to some boring place like a business conference."
Reyansh rolled his eyes. "Don't worry. I've planned everything."
Noor felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. She had no idea what Reyansh had in mind, but knowing him, she trusted it would be unforgettable.
>
As the day came to an end, Noor found herself staring at her packed suitcase, her mind buzzing with anticipation. Reyansh walked in, noticing her lost in thought.
"Nervous?" he asked, leaning against the doorframe.
"A little," she admitted. "I've never been on a honeymoon before."
Reyansh laughed softly. "Well, neither have I."
She looked at him, her lips twitching into a smile. "Then I guess we'll figure it out together."
He nodded, walking over and placing a hand on her shoulder. "That's the plan."
With that, the stage was set for their first big adventure as husband and wife.
>
The day had finally arrived for Noor and Reyansh to leave for their honeymoon. Noor woke up with a mix of excitement and nervousness.
She had packed her warmest clothes, knowing their destination was Switzerland.
Reyansh, on the other hand, was his usual calm self, giving last-minute instructions to the staff at home.
The family gathered to see them off. Rohan, as always, couldn't resist teasing.
"Switzerland, huh? Bhai, bring me back some Swiss chocolate... and maybe a cowbell!" he said with a mischievous grin.
Reyansh smirked. "Sure, Rohan. I'll also bring back a leash for you."
Their mother rolled her eyes while Noor giggled.
After hugging the family, they headed to the airport, where their first adventure as a married couple was about to begin.
>
As their plane landed in Zurich, Noor stared out of the window in awe. The snow-covered Alps looked magical, like a postcard come to life.
Reyansh had arranged for them to stay in a luxurious chalet in Zermatt, with a perfect view of the Matterhorn.
When they reached their chalet, Noor couldn't contain her excitement.
The cozy wooden interiors, the roaring fireplace, and the large windows overlooking the snowy landscape were straight out of a dream.
"This is incredible," she said, turning to Reyansh.
"I wanted you to love it," he said simply, his eyes soft as he watched her.
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The next day, they set out to explore the beauty of the Swiss Alps. Reyansh had planned a cable car ride to the top of Gornergrat.
Noor couldn't stop smiling as the car ascended, revealing breathtaking views of snow-capped peaks.
"It's like we're on top of the world," she said, leaning against Reyansh as they took in the view.
Later, they enjoyed a hot chocolate in a small café, where Reyansh laughed at noor's attempt to speak German to the waiter.
"Stop laughing," she said, pretending to be annoyed.
"I can't help it. You're adorable," he teased.
Noor shook his head, but a small smile tugged at her lips.
>
That evening, Reyansh surprised Noor with a dinner reservation at a Michelin-starred restaurant in Zurich.
The ambiance was intimate, with candlelight reflecting off the glass walls that offered a view of the glittering city below.
"You really went all out, didn't you?" Noor said as they sat down.
"Only the best for my wife," Reyansh replied, his voice warm.
Over dinner, they talked about their future, their plans, and even their little quirks that made them laugh.
Noor felt like she was falling in love with him all over again.
>
Back at the chalet, Noor changed into a soft white sweater and leggings, while Reyansh threw on a casual hoodie.
They sat by the fireplace, sipping wine and watching the snow fall outside.
Reyansh leaned back, pulling Noor into his arms. "Are you happy?" he asked softly.
Noor looked up at him, her eyes shining. "I've never been this happier."
Reyansh pressed a kiss to her forehead, and they sat there in comfortable silence, the warmth of the fire wrapping around them like a blanket.
>
The following morning, Reyansh woke up early to find Noor still asleep, her face peaceful.
He couldn't help but smile as he watched her, realizing how much she meant to him.
When Noor finally woke up, she found a note on her bedside table:
Get ready. We're going skiing today.
Skiing Adventures.
Noor stepped out of the chalet, wrapped in her winter gear, her excitement palpable.
Reyansh stood by the car, already dressed in his black ski jacket, looking effortlessly handsome.
"I've never skied before," Noor admitted nervously as they reached the slopes.
Reyansh smirked. "That's why I'm here. Don't worry, I won't let you fall."
They reached the beginners' area, where Reyansh patiently taught her the basics. At first, Noor was hesitant, slipping and stumbling more often than not.
But every time she fell, Reyansh was there to help her up, his laughter contagious.
"Stop laughing! I'm trying!" Noor pouted, her cheeks red from the cold.
"You're adorable when you're frustrated," Reyansh teased, pulling her close.
Finally, after a few attempts, Noor managed to glide smoothly down a small slope.
Her laughter echoed through the crisp air as she turned to Reyansh, her arms raised in triumph.
"I did it!" she exclaimed.
Reyansh skied over to her, his grin wide. "I told you. Now, let's see if you can keep up with me."
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After skiing for hours, Reyansh led Noor to a secluded spot overlooking the mountains.
To her surprise, there was a small picnic setup with warm blankets, thermoses of hot chocolate, and snacks.
"When did you plan this?" Noor asked, her eyes wide with delight.
"I have my ways," Reyansh said with a wink.
They sat together, sipping hot chocolate and enjoying the serene beauty of the snowy landscape. Noor leaned her head on Reyansh's shoulder, feeling completely content.
"Thank you for this," she said softly.
"For what?" he asked, his voice equally soft.
"For making me feel so special. For being... you."
Reyansh kissed the top of her head, his hand resting on hers. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, Noor."
>
That evening, Reyansh had another surprise for Noor. Back at the chalet, he had arranged for a private candlelight dinner on the balcony, with fairy lights strung up around them.
The snow was gently falling, and the view of the moonlit mountains was breathtaking.
Noor stepped out onto the balcony, dressed in a cozy yet elegant dress, her hair loose around her shoulders.
Reyansh, wearing a crisp white shirt, stood waiting for her, a soft smile on his face.
"This is beautiful," Noor said, her voice filled with awe.
"You deserve nothing less," Reyansh replied, pulling out a chair for her.
As they enjoyed their meal, they reminisced about their journey together, from the initial misunderstandings to their growing love.
Noor couldn't help but feel grateful for how far they had come.
>
After dinner, Reyansh held out his hand. "Dance with me?"
Noor hesitated. "There's no music."
Reyansh took out his phone, playing a soft, romantic tune. "Now there is."
She smiled and placed her hand in his. They swayed gently under the stars, the world around them fading away.
Noor rested her head on Reyansh's chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
"I love you," she whispered.
Reyansh tilted her chin up, looking into her eyes. "I love you more, Noor."
Their lips met in a tender kiss, sealing the moment as one they would remember forever.
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As the night grew colder, they retreated inside, wrapping themselves in blankets by the fireplace.
Reyansh held Noor close, his fingers running through her hair.
"I never thought I'd be this happy," Noor said, looking up at him.
Reyansh smiled. "Get used to it. This is just the beginning."
They fell asleep in each other's arms, the warmth of their love outshining even the coldest Swiss winter.
The sun had just begun to set over the Swiss Alps, casting a golden glow on the snow-capped peaks.
Reyansh and Noor, still basking in the afterglow of their perfect day, returned to their chalet, their laughter echoing through the crisp evening air.
"That was incredible!" Noor exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I can't believe I learned to ski in one day."
"I told you I'd teach you," Reyansh said, his voice laced with pride. "You're a natural, Noor."
As they stepped inside, the warmth of the chalet enveloped them, offering a stark contrast to the freezing temperatures outside.
They kicked off their boots, shaking off the snow, and made their way to the cozy living area.
"I'm starving," Noor announced, heading towards the kitchen. "All that skiing worked up an appetite."
"I've got just the thing," Reyansh said, following her. He opened the fridge, revealing an array of delicacies he had secretly stocked up on. "How about some fondue? It's the perfect Swiss treat after a day on the slopes."
Noor's eyes lit up at the sight of the cheese, bread, and cold cuts. "You read my mind! I love fondue."
They prepared the fondue together, laughing and chatting as they dipped bread and vegetables into the bubbling cheese.
The warmth of the fondue paired with the intimate setting created a cozy atmosphere, perfect for a romantic evening.
"This is amazing," Noor said, savoring a bite. "But I must admit, I'm curious about your sudden interest in skiing. You've never been one for winter sports."
Reyansh smiled, a mischievous gl. "I wanted to share this experience with you. It's our honeymoon, after all. I wanted to create memories that would last a lifetime."
Noor's heart melted at his words. "You're too good to me, Ansh. I feel like the luckiest woman alive."
"You are, my love," he whispered, leaning in to kiss her.
The fondue was soon forgotten as their lips met, passion igniting between them. Reyansh's hands found their way under Noor's sweater, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
She responded eagerly, her hands running through his hair, pulling him closer.
"We should take this upstairs," Reyansh breathed, his voice hoarse with desire.
Noor giggled, her cheeks flushed. "I thought you'd never ask."
Hand in hand, they made their way to the bedroom, their footsteps light and hurried. As they entered, Reyansh swept Noor into his arms, carrying her to the bed.
"You're so beautiful, Noor," he murmured, his eyes tracing her face.
Noor's breath quickened as he gently laid her down, his fingers trailing along her collarbone, sending sparks of pleasure through her body. "I want you, Ansh. Now."
"As you wish, my love," he said, his voice deep and husky.
Reyansh's hands moved with purpose, unbuttoning her dress, revealing her lace lingerie. He kissed her neck, his breath hot against her skin, as he slowly slid the straps off her shoulders, baring her to his hungry gaze.
Noor arched her back, moaning softly as his lips traveled down, leaving a trail of fire. "Ahh, Ansh..."
He paused, his eyes locking with hers. "Are you ready for me?"
"Yes," she breathed, her voice a mere whisper. "Please, Ansh."
With a gentle thrust, he entered her, filling her with a sensation that was both familiar and exhilarating.
Noor cried out, her body welcoming him, her legs wrapping around his waist.
"You feel so good," Reyansh groaned, his hips moving in a slow, rhythmic motion.
Noor's hands gripped the sheets, her body moving in sync with his, their pleasure building with each stroke. "Faster, Ansh. Please..."
He obliged, his movements becoming more urgent, their bodies colliding, skin slapping against skin, the sound of their passion filling the room.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Noor cried out, her release building.
"Come for me, my love," Reyansh urged, his own pleasure mounting.
Noor's body tensed, every muscle tightening, and then she exploded in a cascade of ecstasy, her cries filling the room.
Reyansh followed, his body shuddering as he emptied himself into her, their hearts pounding in unison.
They lay entangled, breathless, their bodies glistening with sweat. Reyansh brushed the hair from Noor's face, his eyes filled with adoration.
"I love you, Baby," he whispered, his voice ho.
Noor smiled, her eyes shining with happiness. "I love you too, Ansh. This honeymoon is everything I could have dreamed of and more."
The next morning, the sun streamed through the windows, waking them from their slumber.
Reyansh stirred, his eyes fluttering open to find Noor already awake, her gaze fixed on him.
"Good morning, my love," he said, his voice rough with sleep.
"Good morning," she replied, her smile radiant. "I have a surprise for you today."
Intrigued, Reyansh sat up, his curiosity pi. "Oh? And what might that be?"
Noor's eyes sparkled with mischief.
"You'll see. But first, we should get ready. It's a beautiful day, and we have an adventure ahead of us."
They dressed, Reyansh in his casual attire, and Noor in a damn short mini skirt that showcased her long, slender legs.
Her choice of outfit was not lost on Reyansh, who raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Someone's feeling adventurous," he remarked, his voice laced with amusement.
Noor blushed, a mix of excitement and nervousness. "I thought we could explore the town. Maybe grab a bite to eat and do some sightseeing."
"Sounds like a plan," Reyansh agreed, his eyes lingering on her legs. "But first, let's take a ride on my bike. The wind in your hair will feel amazing."
Noor's heart skipped a beat at the thought. "I'd love to, but I'm not sure if this outfit is appropriate for a bike ride."
Reyansh's smirk widened. "It's perfect. Trust me, you'll enjoy it."
They made their way outside, the morning air crisp and refreshing. Reyansh's bike, a sleek black machine, stood waiting, its engine purring like a contented beast.
Noor approached it with a mix of excitement and trepidation. "I've never ridden on a bike before."
"Then it's high time you did," Reyansh said, helping her put on a helmet. "Hop on, and hold on tight."
She straddled the bike, her legs on either side, feeling the power of the machine beneath her.
Reyansh swung his leg over, settling behind her, his arms wrapping around her waist.
"Ready?" he asked, his breath tickling her ear.
"Ready," she replied, her heart racing.
The engine roared to life, and they sped off, the wind whipping around them, the bike's vibrations sending a thrill through Noor's body.
Reyansh navigated the winding roads with ease, his hands firm on the handlebars, his body pressed against hers.
"This is incredible!" Noor shouted over the wind, her voice filled with exhilaration.
"You like it?" Reyansh yelled back, his voice carrying a hint of satisfaction.
"I love it!" she exclaimed, her hands squeezing his waist.
As they rode, the scenery changed from the quaint town to a more secluded, rural landscape. The road ahead was clear, and Reyansh accelerated, the bike's engine growling as they flew down the empty stretch.
Noor's heart pounded, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her. She felt Reyansh's hand slide up her thigh, his touch sending shivers through her despite the wind's chill.
"Ansh, what are you-?" she began, her question cut off by his lips on her neck.
His kisses were hot and demanding, his hand continuing its ascent, reaching the hem of her skirt.
With a swift motion, he hiked it up, his fingers exploring the bare skin of her thigh.
"Ansh, we're on a bike!" she protested, her voice breathy.
"I don't care," he growled, his breath hot against her ear. "I can't wait any longer. You're driving me crazy, Noor."
Noor's protests melted away as his fingers found their way under her panties, his touch sending sparks of pleasure through her.
She moaned, her body responding to his, her hands gripping his thighs, urging him on.
"That's it, baby," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "Let go. I've got you."
His fingers moved with purpose, stroking her, bringing her closer to the edge. Noor's head fell back against his shoulder, her breath coming in gasps, her body arching into his touch.
"Oh, Ansh! I'm going to-"
Her words were cut off by a wave of pleasure that swept through her, her body convulsing as she climaxed, her cries carried away by the wind.
Reyansh held her tightly, his own pleasure mounting as he felt her release around his fingers.
"That's my girl," he groaned, his voice raw. "You're incredible, Noor."
Noor, still trembling from her orgasm, turned in his arms, her eyes sparkling with desire. "I want you, Ah. Now."
"As you wish," he said, his voice thick with need.
Reyansh maneuvered the bike to the side of the road, bringing it to a stop. They dismounted, their bodies still buzzing with the thrill of the ride and the heat of their passion.
He pressed her against the bike, his body caging hers, his lips claiming hers in a fierce kiss.
Noor responded eagerly, her hands tugging at his shirt, desperate to feel his skin against hers.
"I need you inside me," she panted between kisses.
"As you command, my love," he whispered, his hands working at his belt.
With deft movements, he freed himself, his erection straining against his pants.
He lifted her, positioning her on the bike's seat, her legs wrapped around his waist.
"Ansh, here? Now?" she asked, her voice laced with anticipation.
"Yes, here, now," he growled, his eyes dark with desire. "I can't wait any longer."
With one swift motion, he entered her, filling her with a sense of urgency and pleasure.
Noor cried out, her body welcoming him, her hips moving in rhythm with his.
"Ahh, Ansh, yes!" she moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders.
He thrust into her, their bodies moving as one, the bike's seat creaking beneath them, adding a unique rhythm to their passionate dance.
"You feel so good, Noor," he grunted, his breath hot against her neck.
"Faster, Ansh," she begged, her nails digging into his back. "Harder."
He obliged, his movements becoming more frenzied, their bodies colliding, skin slapping against skin, their moans and cries filling the air.
"I'm close, Ansh," she whispered, her voice hoarse.
"Me too, baby," he grunted, his thrusts becoming more urgent.
In a final, powerful surge, they climaxed together, their cries mingling with the sound of the bike's engine.
Reyansh held her tightly, his body trembling as he filled her, their hearts pounding in unison.
They stood there, entwined, catching their breath, the bike's engine purring beneath them.
"That was..." Noor began, her voice trailing off, unable to find the words.
"Incredible," Reyansh finished for her, his lips brushing her forehead. "You're incredible, Noor."
Noor smiled, her eyes sparkling with love. "So are you. This honeymoon just keeps getting better."
They straightened their clothes, their faces flushed, and climbed back on the bike, ready for the next adventure the day had in store.
"Where to now, my love?" Reyansh asked, his voice filled with anticipation.
"Let's find that surprise I promised you," Noor said, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I think you'll like it."
And with that, they sped off into the Swiss countryside, the wind in their hair, their hearts full of love, ready to embrace whatever lay ahead.
Little did they know, the day had only just begun, and the surprises were far from over.
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Boring???
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