The morning light filtered through the high-rise apartment’s windows, casting a soft glow over the modern decor. Sanju, the dynamic CEO of Apex Innovations, stepped out of the bathroom, a white towel slung low around his hips, his toned frame glistening from a hot shower. His days were filled with high-stakes decisions, but his heart was tethered to Riya, his wife and the sharp-witted manager of the company’s sales division. Their love had weathered a storm—a heated argument that sent Riya away for two days—but she’d returned, and their bond was now electric with renewed passion.

Riya stood in the bedroom, radiant in a dark blue blouse that hugged her curves and black formal pants that accentuated her confident stride. In her hand, she held a bank form, her eyes sparkling with triumph. “Sanju, look!” she called, waving the paper. “The new account’s approved. It’s a big win!”

Sanju’s lips curved into a proud smile as he crossed the room, his gaze locking onto hers. “Congratulations, Riya,” he said, his voice warm and husky. His eyes dipped briefly, admiring the way her blouse framed her medium, alluring figure, her confidence making her irresistible. He stepped closer, his fingers brushing her cheek. “You’re incredible.”

Riya’s breath caught, her eyes darkening with desire. She leaned in, and their lips met in a searing kiss, tongues tangling with hungry urgency. Sanju’s hands roamed her back, pulling her flush against him, while Riya’s fingers tugged at his towel, letting it drop. Her touch was bold, teasing, as she knelt, her lips grazing the sensitive tip of his arousal, her fingers delicately tingling his skin. Sanju’s groan filled the air, his world narrowing to her touch.

With a gentle pull, he brought her to the bed, his hands deftly unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her soft curves. Riya’s pants followed, and as he laid her down, their bodies moved together, his slow, deliberate thrusts drawing gasps from her lips. Her nails grazed his back, their rhythm building until they climaxed together, a rush of heat and release that left them breathless.

Panting, Riya laughed softly, slipping into a loose t-shirt and shorts. “I’m taking a holiday today,” she murmured, her voice laced with satisfaction. Sanju grinned, brushing a kiss across her forehead, but a spark of mischief flickered in his eyes. “Not so fast,” he whispered, his voice low. “I want you to feel everything.”

He tugged at her shorts, revealing her pink panties, and slid them down. His lips trailed along her thighs, finding her most sensitive spot. His tongue teased her urethra and beyond, slow and deliberate, drawing moans from Riya as her fingers tangled in his hair. Her body arched, a wave of pleasure crashing over her as she reached her peak, her gasps echoing in the quiet room. Sanju continued, gently cleaning her with his mouth, each touch making her feel hot, sexy, and utterly adored.

As they collapsed together, Riya’s head on his chest, she traced lazy patterns on his skin. “You make me feel so alive,” she whispered, her voice soft and sated. Sanju kissed her temple, his heart swelling. “And I’ll never stop,” he vowed.

The morning stretched on, but for Sanju and Riya, the world was just the two of them, their love a fire that burned brighter than ever.