My First Crush Happened To Be My Hubby!

Rishi's PoV

Anya is a beautiful mother. She is a strict daughter too! She never let's Athai hold the baby for too long. She never let's Athai cradle the baby to sleep. Also she said a strict no to baby swings and rocking. The baby slept in her own crib.

For some reason, the baby is so comfortable when I hold her. She has some features from Anya and some from me. But most of the people who saw the baby said she looks like me.

We were getting ready to sleep. Anya was feeding the baby sitting on the bed while I sat leaning on the headboard. I drew circles on her back. As she was feeding the baby more often, she stopped wearing her bra. Her bare back is so inviting!

"Pch! chumma iru, Rishu! (pch! Stay quiet, Rishu!)"

"Why should I?"

"Because I am feeding your baby and you are disturbing"

"I didn't touch you there."

"Bad boy!"

Riya slept while feeding on to her mom. Anya gently picked her up and put her in her crib and settled down with me on the bed.

"Dei, Oru paiyan pethukkalama? (Dei, Shall we have another baby as a boy?)"

"No more babies! You are not going through all these struggles again." I told her.

"I want a baby boy. Everyone says she looks like you and she is comfortable with you more than she is with me. How is that fair, I had her in my tummy for 40long weeks and she looks like you?" she whined like a baby.

"That's not true. Riya looks like you to me!" I said.

"Poi sollatha da!( dont lie) She looks like you. 95% of the people said she looks like you. I want a baby boy looking just like me." she sat up criss crossing her legs.

buttons were undone and her bosoms were partially

she moaned

of your soft flesh!" I told

waste the milk, Rishu." She pulled my hair to her. Fuck! She will kill me for

went to pick her up. She tried swaddling the baby and rocking her in her arms. Nothing worked. She changed the

Anya grew impatient!

to me, baby. Let me try!" I took Riya

stopped crying abruptly. She started playing. I played and talked with her for a while and made her sleep. When I came

and pulled her shirt up to feel her stomach. My ever reacting

I called her gently. We don't

"Mmm" she is awake.

(turn to

her voice is not

and switched on the

What happened? Does it hurt somewhere?" I asked her hurriedly, sitting up and made her sit up too.

you

know what happened to her

I'm with you. Don't worry. Please, don't cry. At Least

baby doesn't

DID I HEAR

"Baby?"

Did you see how she stopped crying and started playing when you picked her? She

tell her now? I really don't know who the baby is

baby for sure. Maybe he will love me." she

knows only you and me. She cannot hate her mother, sweetie. You are