He came closer, his voice a husky whisper that sent a shiver down her spine.
"Aaj ki raat... raat tumhari liye... bohot lambi hai, Biwi..." (Tonight... the night for you... is very long, Wife...)
His hands moved to her waist, and he pulled her close, his breath warm against her ear. She was fully, breathtakingly red, her cheeks and neck flushed with a mix of fear and a racing heart.
"Tum jo yun saji ho... yeh kamra saja hai... kiske liye? Mere liye, Biwi," (The way you are adorned... this room is decorated... for whom? For me, Wife,) he murmured, his voice a low, possessive growl. "Mere liye... toh raat toh lambi hogi hi." (For me... so the night will be long indeed.)
He lifted her face to his, his eyes dark with a consuming desire. The world seemed to fall away, leaving only the two of them, and the unspoken promise that hung in the air. "Sone nahi dunga aaj..." (I won't let you sleep today...)
A soft gasp escaped her lips, followed by a trembling sob. The room, which had been so quiet, was now filled with the sound of her rapid breathing and his low chuckle.
"Hamara poora kamra... aaj raat meri yun... aawaaz se aur tumhari inn siskiyon se bhara rahega." (Our entire room... tonight will be filled with my voice like this and your sobs.)
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