My brother – Gift of my life – Part 2

The years passed in a blur of stolen moments and whispered promises. Our bond grew stronger with each passing day. No one suspected a thing. Not my brother, Karan. He remained blissfully unaware of the secret that lingered between his wife and me.

Not my wife, Lakshmi, who returned home every evening to the comforting embrace of our family. And certainly not the children. They played and laughed, oblivious to the tension that crackled beneath the surface.

Anu and I had become experts at hiding our affair. We were careful, meticulous, and always one step ahead. When Lakshmi gave birth to our first child, I found myself drawn to her in ways I hadn’t expected.

The taste of her breast milk was intoxicating. Anu, ever the kinkier of the two, teased me mercilessly about it.

“Do you like it, Arjun?” Anu whispered one evening, her lips brushing against my ear as her hands worked their magic on me. “The sweetness of her milk, the way it coats your tongue.” Her voice was low sultry, and it sent shivers down my spine. I couldn’t help but groan in response, my body aching for her touch.

After Lakshmi’s second child was born, she decided to spend a few weeks at her mother’s place to recover. That’s when Anu and I really let loose. With no one to interrupt us, we gave in to our desires, fucking each other with a reckless abandon that left us both breathless.

The risk of being caught only added to the thrill. Anu would moan softly as I thrust into her, her fingers digging into my back, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist.

“Shh,” she’d whisper, her voice trembling as she tried to stifle her cries. “We have to be quiet.”

But I couldn’t help it. The pleasure was too intense, too overwhelming. “Anu,” I’d groan, my voice barely audible, “you feel so good. I can’t stop.”

She’d pull me closer, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered, “Then don’t stop. Just don’t let anyone hear us.”

And so we’d continue, our bodies moving together in perfect harmony, the sounds of our lovemaking muffled by the soft hum of the baby monitor. It was risky and even dangerous, but somehow, that only made it more exhilarating.

Over time, our relationship evolved, becoming more than just a physical affair. We shared secrets, dreams, and fears, things we couldn’t tell anyone else. Anu was my confidante, my partner in crime, and, in many ways, my soulmate.

One evening, after a particularly intense session, we lay in bed, our bodies entwined, our breaths slowly returning to normal. Anu’s fingers traced patterns on my chest, her touch soft, almost reverent. For a moment, it felt like we were the only two people in the world.

“Arjun,” she whispered, her voice breaking the silence, “do you ever think about what would happen if they found out?”

I turned to look at her, my heart pounding in my chest. “All the time,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “But we’ve been careful, Anu. We’ve made sure no one suspects us.”

She nodded, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and longing. “I know. but sometimes I can’t help but worry. What if one day. what if we slip up?”

I reached out, my fingers brushing against her cheek, tilting her face up to meet mine. “We won’t,” I said firmly, my voice filled with determination. “We’ve come too far to let that happen. We’ll keep this secret, no matter what.”

She smiled then, a soft, sad smile that made my heart ache. “Promise me, Arjun,” she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “Promise me that no matter what happens, we’ll always find a way to be together.”

I pulled her closer, my lips brushing against hers in a gentle kiss. “I promise,” I murmured, my voice filled with conviction. “No matter what, we’ll always have each other.”

As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, our bond only grew stronger. We were careful, always careful, but there were moments when the weight of our secret felt almost too much to bear.

One afternoon, while the kids were napping, I found myself in Anu’s room. My hands explored every inch of her body, my lips trailing hot kisses down her neck. She moaned softly, her nails digging into my back as I teased her, touching her in all the right places.

“Arjun,” she gasped, her body arching against mine, “you’re driving me crazy.”

I grinned, my fingers slipping inside her, feeling how wet she was for me. “Good,” I murmured, my lips brushing against her ear. “That’s exactly what I want.”

She moaned again, her hips bucking against my hand as I continued to tease her, my fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles. I could feel her getting closer, her body trembling with anticipation.

“Please,” she whispered, her voice filled with desperation, “I need you. now.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I pulled her onto my lap, my cock sliding inside her with ease, and she gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders as I thrust into her. Our bodies moved together in perfect harmony, the pleasure building with each passing moment.

“Arjun,” she moaned, her voice shaking with pleasure, “yes. Just like that. Don’t stop.”

The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. Arjun stirred awake, the warmth of the sheets still wrapped around him. He stretched, his muscles taut from the previous night’s exertion.

But as he opened his eyes, he was met with a sight that sent a jolt of electricity through his body. Anu stood at the foot of the bed, her silhouette illuminated by the sunlight. She was wearing something that made his breath catch in his throat—Lakshmi’s lingerie.

The delicate lace hugged her curves in all the right places, the sheer fabric revealing just enough to drive him wild. Her green eyes locked onto his, and a sly smile played on her lips.

“Good morning,” she purred, her voice dripping with seduction.

Arjun’s heart raced as he sat up, his eyes raking over her body. “Anu. what are you doing?” he managed to say, though his voice was thick with desire.

She stepped closer, the soft sound of her feet on the carpet echoing in the room. “I thought I’d surprise you,” she said, her tone playful yet commanding. “Do you like it?”

He swallowed hard, his cock already beginning to stir beneath the sheets. “You know I do. But. isn’t that Lakshmi’s?”

Anu tilted her head, her smile growing wider. “It is. Does that make it even more exciting for you?” She reached out, her fingers brushing against his chest. “The thought of me wearing her things. knowing it’s forbidden. it turns you on, doesn’t it?”

Arjun’s breath hitched as her fingers trailed down his torso, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. “Yes,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “It does.”

Anu climbed onto the bed, straddling him with a grace that left him breathless. She leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear. “Then let’s make this morning unforgettable,” she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. Her hands moved to the hem of the lingerie, slowly lifting it over her head.

The fabric slipped off her body, revealing her bare skin beneath. Arjun’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her—her perfect breasts, her slender waist, the curve of her hips. He reached out, his hands trembling as they explored her body.

“Anu,” he groaned, his voice filled with need. “You’re so beautiful.”

She smirked, her hands moving to his shoulders. “And you’re all mine,” she said, her tone possessive. “Now, let’s see how much you can take.”

Without waiting for a response, she lowered herself onto him, her warmth enveloping him in an instant. Arjun gasped, his hands gripping her hips as she began to move. Her rhythm was slow and deliberate, each motion sending waves of pleasure through his body.

“Fuck,” he muttered, his head falling back against the pillows. “Anu, you feel incredible.”

She leaned forward, her lips capturing his in a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues tangled, the kiss filled with a hunger that neither of them could contain. Arjun’s hands roamed her back, his fingers digging into her skin as he pulled her closer.

“I want you,” she breathed against his lips. “All of you.”

Arjun’s hips bucked, driving himself deeper into her. “You have me,” he said, his voice strained. “Always.”

Anu’s movements became more urgent, her body grinding against his with a desperate need. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, a testament to the intensity of their passion. Arjun could feel himself on the edge, the pleasure building to a crescendo.

“Arjun,” she moaned, her voice shaking. “I’m close. so close.”

He thrust into her with renewed vigour, his release just moments away. “Come for me, Anu,” he urged, his voice husky. “Let me feel you.”

Anu’s body trembled as she reached her peak, her nails digging into his shoulders as she cried out his name. Arjun followed suit, his climax crashing over him like a tidal wave. They clung to each other, their bodies entwined as they rode out the waves of pleasure.

As the intensity began to fade, Anu collapsed against his chest, her breathing heavy. Arjun wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as they both tried to catch their breath.

“That was.” Anu started, but her voice trailed off.

“Amazing,” Arjun finished for her, a satisfied smile on his face. “You never cease to surprise me.”

She lifted her head, her green eyes meeting his. “And I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon,” she said, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Arjun chuckled, his fingers brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Good. Because I don’t think I could handle it if you did.”

She kissed him softly, her lips lingering against his. “Then let’s make every moment count,” she whispered. “Before we have to face the world again.”

Arjun nodded, his heart swelling with a mixture of love and lust. “Deal.”

They lay together in silence, the sound of their breathing the only thing filling the room. But as the reality of their situation slowly crept back in, Arjun couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt. The thrill of their affair was undeniable, but the risk was always there, lurking in the shadows.

“We need to be careful,” he said, his voice low. “If anyone finds out.”

Anu placed a finger on his lips, silencing him. “We’ll be careful,” she assured him. “But for now, just focus on me.”

Arjun nodded, pushing his worries aside as he pulled her closer. For now, she was all that mattered. And he was determined to savour every moment they had together.

Arjun woke up to the sound of the front door closing. He glanced at the clock—7:15. Lakshmi had left for work, and Karan would have already headed to the bank. The house was quiet, save for the faint hum of the coffee machine in the kitchen.

He stretched lazily, the memories of the previous night still fresh in his mind. Anu had been bold, daring and irresistible. The way she had worn Lakshmi’s lingerie, how she had teased him. They had moved together as if they were the only two people in the world. It was intoxicating.

He got out of bed, his body still humming with the remnants of their passion, and made his way downstairs. The house smelled faintly of coffee and toast, and he could hear the soft clinking of dishes. When he entered the kitchen, he found Anu there, leaning against the counter, a steaming cup in her hands.

She was dressed in a simple yet elegant saree, her hair tied up in a loose bun. She turned when she heard him enter, her green eyes lighting up with mischief.

“Good morning,” she said, her voice smooth and sultry. “Sleep well?”

Arjun smirked, walking over to her. “You know I did,” he replied, his voice low. He reached out, his fingers brushing against her waist. “And you?”

Anu tilted her head, a playful smile tugging at her lips. “I slept better than I have in a long time,” she admitted, her eyes never leaving his. “But I think I could use a little more energy this morning.”

Arjun’s smirk widened. He leaned in, his lips grazing her ear. “Is that so?” he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. “And how exactly do you plan on getting that energy?”

Anu let out a soft laugh, her hand resting on his chest. “Oh, I have a few ideas,” she said, her voice dripping with innuendo. “But I think you already know that.”

He did. And the thought of it sent a jolt of heat straight to his core. But before he could act on it, the sound of footsteps on the stairs made them both freeze. They pulled apart just as Lakshmi’s voice called out from the hallway. “Anu, did you see my scarf? I think I left it in the living room.”

Anu’s eyes widened, but she quickly composed herself. “I’ll check,” she called back, her voice steady. She shot Arjun a knowing look before slipping past him and out of the kitchen.

Arjun watched her go, his heart racing. The thrill of almost getting caught was electric, and it only fueled his desire for her. He moved to the coffee machine, pouring himself a cup, his mind still on their earlier conversation. She’s playing with fire, he thought, and I can’t get enough of it.

When Anu returned a few minutes later, scarf in hand, Lakshmi was nowhere to be seen. She handed the scarf to Arjun, her fingers brushing against his in a way that was anything but accidental. “She’s gone,” she said softly. “It’s just us now.”

Arjun set the cup down, his eyes locking onto hers. “Good,” he said, his voice rough with desire. He stepped closer, his hands finding her hips. “Because I think we were in the middle of something.”

Anu smiled, her hands sliding up his chest. “We were,” she agreed, her voice a whisper. “And I don’t plan on stopping now.”

Arjun didn’t need any more encouragement. He kissed her, his lips capturing hers in a heated embrace. She kissed him back with equal fervour, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. Every touch was electric, every movement charged with the tension of their secret.

He backed her against the counter, his hands roaming over her body, exploring every curve as if he couldn’t get enough. They stayed like that for what felt like hours, lost in each other, the world around them forgotten. But eventually, the sound of a car pulling into the driveway made them pull apart.

Anu glanced out the window, her eyes widening when she saw Karan’s car. “He’s back,” she whispered, panic creeping into her voice. “He’s not supposed to be back until tonight.”

Arjun’s mind raced. Think, think, he told himself. He couldn’t let Karan walk in on them like this. He quickly stepped back, adjusting his shirt as Anu smoothed her saree. “Go,” he said, his voice low but firm. “I’ll handle this.”

Anu nodded, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and longing. She hesitated for a moment, then pressed a quick kiss to his cheek before slipping out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

Arjun took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. He grabbed his coffee and walked into the living room just as Karan walked through the front door. His brother looked tired, his tie loosened, and his jacket slung over his shoulder. “Hey,” Karan said, his voice weary. “I forgot some papers. Had to come back.”

Arjun forced a smile, his heart still pounding. “No problem,” he replied, his voice steady. “You left them here?”

Karan nodded, heading toward his study. “Yeah, it should just be on the desk. I’ll grab them and get out of your hair.”

Arjun watched him go, relief washing over him. That was close, he thought. Too close. But even as the panic subsided, he couldn’t shake the lingering desire for Anu. He wanted her—more than he had ever wanted anyone. And he knew that wasn’t going to change anytime soon.

When Karan left a few minutes later, Arjun took another sip of his coffee, his mind already wandering back to Anu. He knew he should be careful that they were playing a dangerous game. But the temptation was too strong, the thrill too addictive. And he had no intention of stopping now.

He set the cup down and headed upstairs, his steps quick and purposeful. When he reached Anu’s room, he didn’t bother knocking. She was waiting for him, her eyes filled with the same fiery desire that mirrored his own. Without a word, he closed the door behind him and crossed the room, pulling her into his arms.

“We need to be more careful,” he whispered, his lips brushing against hers. “But right now, I don’t care.”

Anu smiled, her hands sliding up his chest. “Neither do I,” she replied, her voice soft but filled with promise. “Just focus on me.”

And he did. For now, she was all that mattered. And he was determined to savour every moment they had together.

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