Then keshav said "lets get married"
Jasmine's eyes widened at his words, her heart leaping in her chest. "Married?" she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. "You want to marry me?"
Keshav said "Yes i do"
She stared at him in disbelief, her mind trying to process what he was saying. "But... but... you really mean it? You aren't just saying it in the heat of the moment?"
Keshav said while looking in her eyes "I mean it. Lets get married."
Jasmine felt tears pricking the corners of her eyes as she looked back at him, her heart swelling with love and happiness. "Yes," she whispered. "Yes, I'll marry you, I'll spend the rest of my life with you, I'll be yours forever."
Keshav kissed her
She melted into the kiss, losing herself in the feeling of his lips on hers. It was as if everything else in the world had faded away, leaving only the two of them and their love. The kiss was tender and gentle, but also possessive, as if he was claiming her as his forever.
When he pulled away, she was left dizzy and breathless, her head spinning with a million different thoughts and emotions. She had never felt so loved, so desired, so wanted before. It was like her whole world had shifted, like she had found the missing piece to her puzzle.
Keshav said "Lets tell our parents tomorrow about it." Then he promised "I will give you best marriage in the world."
Jasmine nodded, her heart filled with joy at the thought of spending the rest of her life with him. "Yes," she said, her voice filled with certainty. "Tomorrow we'll tell my parents and your parents. And I know you will give me the best marriage in the world. I trust you." Then she teased "after all we are collecting 1% of tax of whole world every year. You need to make money flow like a river in our wedding."
Keshav chuckled at her words, her playfulness causing his heart to skip a beat. He loved her so much it was almost painful. "I'll make sure our wedding is the most extravagant and lavish event the world has ever seen," he promised. "Nothing but the best for my wife."
She smiled at his words, feeling a warmth spread through her. "I don't need extravagant or lavish," she said, her voice soft and sincere. "I just need you." Then said "Though big diamond rocks are very good. I want to be known as most expensive bride of this country."
Keshav said "Yes my little queen. You will wear most expensive dress and diamond on our wedding."
Jasmine giggled at his words, feeling a sense of excitement and joy building inside her. "You spoil me too much," she said, her voice playful. "But I won't complain if you want to shower me with gifts."
Keshav said playfully "I am giving you so much. What will you give me."
Jasmine raised an eyebrow, a sly smile creeping onto her face. "Oh, I think you already have quite a bit," she said, her voice low and sensual. She moved closer to him and draped her arms around his neck. "But I suppose I can give you something else as well."
Keshav asked playfully "And what's that?"
Jasmine leaned in close, her lips almost touching his ear as she whispered "Me," she said softly. "Every part of me, body and soul. That's what I can give to you."
Keshav said "you are giving me most precious thing in the world"
She pulled back slightly, her eyes meeting his. "Yes, I am," she said, her voice full of sincerity. "I am giving you my heart, my soul, my everything. And I know you will cherish it and protect it forever."
Then keshav pulled her in his arms.
She melted into his embrace, feeling safe and protected in his arms. She could feel his breath on her neck and the faint beat of his heart against her chest. It was a simple gesture, but it spoke volumes about their love for each other.
Keshav said "Lets sleep. From tomorrow we need to make preparations."
Jasmine nodded, her eyelids already feeling heavy. "Okay," she said softly. "But don't leave me. Promise you'll hold me while I sleep." Then she teased "I don't want to wake up alone."
Keshav teased "Don't worry even my dick won't leave your pussy."
She slapped his arm lightly, but couldn't help a small laugh from escaping her lips. "You're incorrigible," she said, shaking her head fondly. "But I suppose that's one way to ensure you don't go anywhere."
Keshav said while adjusting her on top of him with his dick in her pussy "Tonight I am your bed."
Jasmine felt a shiver run down her spine at his words, her body responding immediately to his proximity. "You are too much," she teased, her voice breathless. "But I suppose I can't complain about having a warm, comfortable bed for the night."
As they cuddled together, she felt a sense of contentment wash over her. Despite all the excitement and plans for tomorrow, right here and now, in his arms, was all that mattered. She let out a soft sigh, her body relaxing against him. "Goodnight, my love," she whispered, her eyes already drooping shut.
Keshav held her tightly, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her back. "Goodnight," he murmured, his voice soft and filled with love. "Sweet dreams, my precious wife-to-be."
She smiled faintly, her thoughts starting to drift off to sleep. "Mmm... wife-to-be," she mumbled, her voice barely audible. "I like the sound of that."
She drifted off to sleep, feeling safe and loved in his arms, her heart filled with happiness and anticipation for the future.
As she slept, Keshav watched her silently, his mind wandering to the plans for their future together. He knew there would be challenges ahead, but he was determined to overcome them. After all, he loved her more than anything in the world. As he held her close, he made a silent promise to himself to always protect her and make sure she was happy.
With that thought in mind, he finally allowed himself to close his eyes and fall asleep too, holding her tightly, as if afraid to let go.
As the night passed, both of them slept soundly, wrapped up in each other's arms. It was a peaceful and content sleep, filled with dreams of a future filled with love and happiness.
Next day
Jasmine woke up to the sunlight streaming in through the window, feeling warm and comfortable in Keshav's arms. Keshav's dick was still in her pussy like he said yesterday, but right now both keshav and his dick were sleeping.
She lay there for a moment, just enjoying the feel of his body against hers, their limbs tangled together. She could hear the sound of his steady breathing, and she knew he was still asleep.
She reached up a hand and pushed a stray lock of hair away from his forehead, her fingers gently tracing his features. She could feel the roughness of his beard stubble against her fingertips, and she couldn't help but smile at the sight of him, his face relaxed and carefree in sleep.
As she looked at him, she felt a wave of love and gratitude wash over her. She couldn't believe how lucky she was to have found him, and she knew that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him.
"Wake up, sleepyhead," she said softly, gently poking him in the side.
Keshav stirred, his eyes slowly opening as he woke up. He looked at her, his expression softening as he saw her smiling face. "Good morning," he said, his voice thick with sleep.
Jasmine teased "Good morning to you and your dick which is still in my pussy."
Keshav chuckled, his hand moving to her hip to hold her closer. "It's hard to want to move when you're so comfortable," he said, teasingly. "But I suppose we do need to get up at some point."
She grinned, enjoying the banter. "I suppose you're right," she said, reluctantly rolling off him. "As much as I enjoyed sleeping with you, we have things to do today."
Keshav said "Lets get ready. Then we need to inform our parents about our decision to marry."
Jasmine nodded, already feeling a flutter of excitement in her stomach at the thought of telling their parents. "Right," she said, sitting up in bed. "We should probably take a shower first and freshen up."
"Agreed," Keshav said. "We don't want to show up looking like a mess. Our parents might have a heart attack if they see us like this."
Jasmine giggled, already imagining her parents' shocked faces. "Yes, that wouldn't be a good start to our wedding planning." she said, getting out of bed and heading towards the bathroom.
Then they got ready and had breakfast before going to their home city to meet their parents.
The drive to their home city was spent in comfortable silence, both of them lost in their own thoughts. As they got closer to their respective homes, the nerves began to set in. They knew they had to steel themselves for the reactions they would get from their parents.
Keshav reached for her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "We can do this," he whispered, his eyes meeting hers. "We have each other, no matter what they say."
Soon they reached home.
As they got out of the car, Jasmine took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. Keshav took her hand in his, giving her a reassuring smile. "Ready?" he asked softly.
Jasmine said "Lets call both of our parents together so we only need to say it once."
Keshav nodded, "That's a good idea," he said. "I'll call my parents to your home, than in front of my parents, i will ask your parents for your hand."
Jasmine nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "Okay," she said softly. "I'll call my parents and let them know you're coming over with a important proposal."
Keshav said "Nope. Let it be a surprise."
Jasmine raised an eyebrow, "A surprise? You sure that's a good idea?" she asked, skepticism in her voice. "My parents are going to freak out if they don't know you're coming."
Keshav said "Its not like our parents don't know of our relationship since school. Surprise will be just asking your hand for marriage."
Jasmine still having little bit doubt in her mind, but she trusted him. "Fine," she said, sighing. "But if this goes wrong, I'm blaming you."
Keshav said "Don't worry, you are mine"
"And you are mine," she said firmly, her confidence returning. "We can handle whatever they throw at us, as long as we're together."
Then keshav went to his home to call his parents while Jasmine went to hers to wait for them.