Chapter 4: Resolution
The smell of sex and sweat filled the air, the scent of their combined fluids clinging to the sheets, to their bodies. Lohitha lay on her back, her body splayed out on the bed next to her husband, her limbs heavy and languid with the aftermath of their fucking.
Amitesh got out of bed just as the sky had started changing color. She watched his naked body as he picked up his discarded clothes. She couldn't believe it was close to a year now and his hunger showed no signs of diminishing.
If anything, his appetite for her body had grown, his desire intensifying with every fuck. She found herself craving him as much as he wanted her, her body aching for his touch, his taste, his scent. She felt like an addict, constantly in need of her next fix, and Amitesh was her drug of choice.
She watched him dress, her eyes lingering on his naked body. He was truly magnificent, his body sculpted and toned with muscles that rippled and flexed under his skin. His cock was impressive too, long and thick, with a slight upward curve that hit all the right spots inside her.
She wondered how he managed to keep it up after fucking her multiple times, sometimes for hours at a stretch.
As he pulled on his pants and t-shirt, he caught her watching him. He smirked, his eyes darkening as they raked over her naked body. "You're looking at me like you want to fuck again," he said, his voice low and husky.
She blushed, looking away. "What do you expect? You're naked, and I am hungry."
"I will fix breakfast," he said chuckling, "you will have to make do with food till I get back tonight."
She grinned up at him from where she lay, her body still sated and languid from their all night fucking session. "Yeah, yeah, go on before I drag you back into bed," she said, waving him off.
He winked at her and left, closing the door behind him. Lohitha stretched lazily, her body still tingling with the aftermath of their fucking. She loved how he made her feel, loved the way he fucked her like no other man ever had.
She got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.
As she washed up, she could still feel the remnants of their fucking, his cum leaking out of both her ass and pussy. She cleaned herself up, her mind on the day ahead. She had a lot to do before Amitesh returned later that night. She didn't know how she felt about their arrangement anymore. It had started as a way to save her husband, a means to an end. But now, she wasn't so sure. She had come to crave Amitesh's touch, his scent, his taste. She had come to need him like a drug, her body aching for his whenever he was away.
Amitesh was setting the table when she stepped out of the bathroom and followed the aroma of the food he had made.
"We need to talk Lohitha." Amitesh said when they had finished breakfast.
She looked at him in confusion. "About what?" she asked.
"I've been offered a position at a research hospital in Mumbai. It's a better opportunity for me, Lohitha." he said, his voice serious.
Lohitha's eyes widened in surprise. "Mumbai? But…but what about Vivek? His medicine, his treatment…what about me?" Lohitha stammered, her eyes widening with panic.
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I want you to come with me."
Lohitha's eyes widened in shock. "What? But...but I can't leave Vivek. He needs me. He needs us."
Amitesh took her hand in his, his thumb rubbing the back of her hand soothingly. "I know, Lohitha, and I wouldn't ask you to. I want both of you to come with me. I'll set you up in a nice apartment, and I'll make sure you have everything you need. And I'll make sure Vivek gets the best care possible."
Lohitha looked at him, her eyes filled with a mix of hope and fear.
"I don't know, Amit. It's a big decision. I can't just up and leave everything behind."
Amitesh squeezed her hand reassuringly. "I know it's a big decision, Lohitha. But think about it. This could be a new start for you, for all of us. A fresh beginning. You won't have to worry about money, or Vivek's treatment. I'll take care of everything."
Lohitha bit her lip, her mind racing with thoughts and possibilities. She looked at him, her eyes searching his face for any sign of doubt or hesitation.
"Don't answer now. Think about it. We can discuss it more, but I have to decide by end of the week." He said kissing her forehead as he picked up the plates and headed to the kitchen.
Lohitha sat at the dining table, her mind swirling with thoughts and possibilities. Was this really the best option? Could she really leave everything behind and start anew?
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Later that night, Amitesh was lying in bed next to Vivek, his arm around Lohitha. Her naked body was pressed against his, her back to his chest, her ass nestled against his groin, his spent cock still in her pussy.
"About what you said in the morning about the offer from the hospital in Mumbai, you want to go don't you?" she whispered, her voice thick.
"I do. And I want you and Amit to go with me. I won't go if you say no." Amitesh's voice was low, his breath hot on her neck, sending shivers down her spine.
She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes meeting his. In the dim light of the bedroom, she could see the desire burning in his gaze, the need for her. She felt a rush of heat between her legs, her body responding to his.
"How would it work Amit?" Lohitha asked turning to face him. Her voice was barely a whisper, her body tense with anticipation and fear. She could feel the heat of his body against her back, his cock already hardening against her ass.
"I have enough savings and the salary is more than twice what I make her. I will set you and Amit up in an apartment near the hospital or wherever I stay. I will continue to treat Vivek. Both of you will have everything you need, Lohitha. I promise." His voice was low and reassuring, his hand cupping her breast, his thumb rubbing her nipple into a hard peak.
"No, that won't work." Lohitha said, turning around to face him fully.
"Why? What is holding you here?"
"It's not that Amit. I don't want you to set us up in an apartment in Mumbai." Lohitha said, her voice firm and resolute.
"Why?" Amitesh asked, his brows furrowing in confusion.
Lohitha looked at him, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "I want to sleep in your bed every night. You have slept in our bed enough."
"You want to move in?" Amit asked, grinning.
"Yes, if you will take Vivek in with me, but on one condition."
"One more condition you mean?" Amitesh asked, sounding excited and happy. "What's the condition?"
Lohitha took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes. "When we got married, we had big dreams of a life together. The week before he collapsed, we had discussed me going off the pill and us starting a family. He wanted to have at least a couple kids. He wanted to see me pregnant, to feel his baby kicking inside me," Lohitha said, her voice thick with emotion. "I never got the chance to fulfill that dream before he fell ill."
Amitesh held her trying to figure out where she was going with this. He caressed her face, moving a few stray strands of damp hair off her face lovingly. "I understand," he said kissing her forehead.
"No you don't. Not yet," Lohitha said, her voice barely above a whisper as she looked into Amitesh's eyes. She pushed him back onto the bed, her hands on his chest. She straddled him, guiding his cock into her.
"I understand that," he said grinning, sliding his hardness into her depths, "and love it."
"The thing is, I don't want to let go of the dream Amit. I want to go off the pill if I move to Mumbai." Lohitha said, her voice barely above a whisper as she looked into Amitesh's eyes. She could feel him, hard and throbbing, inside her. She started to move, rolling her hips, riding him slowly, savoring the sensation of him filling her.
"You want to get pregnant? Is that the second condition?" Amitesh asked, his dark eyes boring into hers, his cock throbbing inside her, "I would love for us to start a family."
Lohitha grinned, "When are we moving?"