Sania was almost breathless, she never felt that connected to anyone in a long time. That taste of his lips was driving her insane, and the smell of his perfume while he was that close, Sania couldn't help but imagine the worst possible sceneries.
"So tell me," Taffi asked, gently placing her on the bed, and hoving over her with bus hands to support his weight so he doesn't fall on top of her.
"Did I do a bad thing?" He asked,
"Let me guess, your sister told you about it, and you got embarrassed now you are looking for a reason to get mad at me huh?"
Sania couldn't help but admit it because it was the truth, she nodded her head sheepishly, still recovering from the shock of what he did.
"There is nothing to be ashamed of Sania, you are my wife, and even if I want to treat you like a baby in front of anyone, then I will. If they don't like it, they should close their eyes." Taffi added.
