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PART 2
"Oh my god Shravan... Yeh kya kar liya tumne..." she cried worriedly as she run towards him and held his face between her palms to see if there was any severe injury. Seeing no hard marks but a couple of small red rashes due to the droplets being too small she heaved a sigh of relief. But then realising that yet it must have been painful, she rushed towards the fridge after turning the gas off and took out the ice tray. Getting a few she put them into a bowl and dipped his hand into it and holding a couple of them she traced them on his cheek to relieve him off the slight burns, blowing onto his face all the while.
"It's okay Sumo...Kuch khaas takleef nahi..." he had said when she started fussing over him but words stuck into his throat as she touched the ice onto his face with her fingers and her breath on his face. She was still not aware of what she was doing and how close she was to him as she was still worried about nursing his wound. She knew if not given immediate care it might worsen. Thanking god that ice was available she took another cube and trickled his another cheek with it. Shravan gulped as he realised what her doing these things was doing to him. She had never come so close to him. And the act wasn't cooling him but adding fuel to the desire bubbling in him warming the atmospher around. Shravan had always been attracted to her but they had never been physically close. In London he had had a share of his girlfriends but he had never experienced those sparks within his relationship with them, which Suman being so close brought to him. The cubes melted quickly with his facial heat and she took another one but before she could touch it to his face, Shravan held her wrist. He was a human, a man would be rather better to say and there was a limit till where he could control the primal male desires in him. And being close to Suman, the girl that never left his thoughts, heart and mind in the last 10 years and now was all over his heart, mind and thoughts past few days was not helping either. He slowly held her hand and put the cube between his lips and Suman suddenly realised of the closeness and what she was doing. She had never been so close to any other male in her life. Shravan had been be only friend before he left abruptly. The way he was looking into her eyes she couldn't avert her eyes from his dark brown pools. They were so beautiful...so deep. Her fingers touched his lips and she lowered her eyes immediately. She tried to avert get eyes and pull away as a crimson colour crept up her neck, a mix of embarrassment and blush. Shravan slowly bent and pressed his lips onto her cheek with the ice cube sandwiched between his lips.
"Shravan..." she gasped out. It felt as if she was suddenly getting the taste of her own medicine. Her eyes involuntarily closed as pleasurable sensations attacked her mind making it numb to feel anything else but him. Shravan was only encouraged by the soft whisper and he kept tracing his lips onto her cheek. The dough on his hand was almost gone as he had had his hand dipped into the bowl of water. His hand snaked around her waist pulling be closer. Her body fused to his from head to toe. He moved the cube from her cheek towards her lips from his lips and she opened them gone in a spell, feeling the chillness touch her lips.He pulled her even closer of possible as his lips tried to touch hers with the cube in between. Within a matter of seconds the cube melted from the heat generated between the two and vanished making her sigh loud. Shravan bit her lower lip and as she parted them a little, he chewed onto them groaning with pleasure. Her lips were of the texture of silk. He cannot remember anything more tasty that he gad tasted in his life. Hunger of food was forgotten the moment he placed his lips on hers. It was now the need to kiss her that had consumed him. Her lips that had made him hungry for them. Greedy to extract all of the sweet spicy taste of her lips mingled with the cherry gloss he pushed his right hand behind her head and pulling at a few wisps of hair he deepened the kiss. Suman moaned with pain and pleasure at the same time. She had never experienced anything more beautiful and passionate than this. Never in her dreams could have she imagined what would it feel to be kissed... and kissed by Shravan Malhotra. Her hair were already buried into his hair and she pulled at them wildly in the game of passion. Oh she loved the silky texture so much.
Their tongues danced with each other in the race to dominate the other as Suman too responded with equal passion. Shravan was more than encouraged with her response. She was liquid fire and looked like only he had the ability to shape her his will. He picked her from the ground and made her sit on the kitchen counter after pushing the plates and cutleries aside to make space for her, all the while not leaving her lips even for a second. Pulling her closer into him he hissed as she bit onto his lip and he slowed down allowing her to worship his lips the way she wanted. She pulled him closer and he obliged moving flush against her. A shrill sound of something like a glass breaking had them immediately part from each other. He glanced around in a daze to see that in his wildness he had pushed the cutlery and the glass on the edge of the counter slipped and broke into pieces. Suman came out of her daze as the clouds of passion cleared a little. Oh god the man knew to kiss. And kiss wildly. This wasn't her sweet lil boy Shravan but the grown up man. The feisty man. She had a look at his face. Still clouded with desire. Deep eyes devoid of lenses, rigid jaw, that light stubble on his face, that 6'2 towering height, sharp aquiline nose, lips that looked as beautiful as they tasted. He was absolutely out of the world.
OH MY GOD!! OH MY HOLY GOD!!!
What the hell did she just think... She had been kissed by him. Means really KISSED by SHRAVAN. Shravan whose face she wasn't ready to even look at a few days ago. She realised of the compromising position they were in and that too in the middle of the kitchen. She quickly get off the counter as she felt embarrassed and angry at herself for giving into the desire. Though she couldn't help but feel beautiful the way he kissed her. She really felt worshipped. She was Suman Tiwari. She didn't roam around and get kissed by any man and not even protest. But was Shravan really any man. If for any other guy she doubted she would have let him even start something like this... let go of making her respond and feel loved. But she felt loved because she loved him. That's when realisation hit her.
Yes, She loved Shravan. Shravan Malhotra. She had loved him since forever. When she fought with him, when she laughed with him, when she smiled with him, when she would cry in front of him all of the time she had loved him with all her being. She had not realised that she was only able to bare her heart in front of him. Not even her family but him. Because she trusted him with her heart. And it was just because she loved him all along. And the way he had kissed her made her feel that he too loved her... to her his kiss was all sweet yet passionate just because of her love for him and the way he had been lost in her... she couldn't name the emotion he felt while kissing her. Was it love on his side too???
LOVE!! No ways... why would Shravan love her. He had always hated her. For what she had done to him 10 years ago... he didn't even want to be friends with her. Love can never happen. He never liked to even look at her. How the hell could he love her???
"Suman... I am extremely extremely sorry for what I did... I have no excuses but I am apologising... I am really guilty for what I did..." Shravan said making her blink her eyes back to stop her tears. He couldn't help saying it as he saw her face flushed full of embarrassment and somewhat with a hint of pain and hurt. No... he had never wanted his first kiss to Suman to cause her pain. He had always dreamt of kissing her as if to nurture her, cherish her. And here again he had caused her hurt. He knows he loves her. Yes he does. They was no denying now. At least not after the way he pulled her into his arms and kissed her like there was no tomorrow to show how how much he loved her. It was all his love speaking in the form of his passionate kiss to her. But no... Suman couldn't love him right. She never did. She used him... be it her immaturity or if not use... but she had never considered him more than a friend or an acquaintance. But for him she was the one... had always been the one. His friend, soul mate and love.
Suman felt what can be called the definition of anguish and ache. Yes... it felt as if it was a physical ache that ripped her senses apart. Thats was what she had been thinking... that he must be guilty and sorry for what he did the why the hell did she feel hurt at his apology. Because she loved him damn it. She was bound to be hurt on his words which felt like a harsh jab in her heart after being truly nurtured.
"I know Shravan... you must be guilty for what you did... after all kissing a girl whom you hate with every fibre of your being must have been the worst experience for you..." she cried and trisha towards the door to go away from him and sob her heart out. The kiss had been heavenly to her but to him it was a mistake. And the thought itself ripped her heart.
"Suman I never hated you... I never can..." Shravan uttered with eyes full of moisture as he suddenly caught hold of her hand and pinned her to the main door. You know why... because since the day I met you... all I felt for you was attraction, admiration, adoration, devotion, fascination, veneration, and the foremost and the most powerful... love. I have been, I am and I will always be in love with you Suman Tiwari... I have denied it a lot but now I say that yes... I love you Suman..." Shravan said in one go. He had decided to give words to his feelings... no matter what she thinks... if she doesn't reciprocate it was okay. But he cannot at least let her think that he hates her. He would prefer her to know of his true feelings rather than living in delusions that he hated her. He would better die than hate her.
"I know you don't feel anything like that for me... but I wanted to let you know..." He had started to explain only to be cut by a pair of lips joining them with his. He was taken aback but then responded again as his hands went around and placed themselves on her hips. No words were needed to express what she felt for him and what he did for her. It was all crystal clear to Shravan...clear that his dear Sumo loved him as much as he loved her. Actually it always had been but he hadn't let himself believe that his luck would offer something so beautiful and pure to him. But now however he was... he was hers and however she was... she was his. This was the last thought on both their minds as they let desire consume their minds and they kissed each other till short of breath. Kiss that told each other how much they meant to each other. As their lips danced along, their hands entangled them into each other's hair.
"Hope my kiss tells you what you mean to me Shravan... how I have realised that I can do nothing when it comes to you but love you like crazy... I am sorry for everything I did... unintentionally I have caused you a lot of hurt... mujhe maaf kar do please..." she breathed against his lips.
"The same from me... what I did was to satisfy the anger and hurt of the 17 year old Shravan in me... but the satisfaction never came... what came was more and more grief. Satisfaction is what I feel now... with you in my arms... I am really sorry for what I did... in the party..." he too said against her lips.
"Then apologise to me the way I did to you..." she said as she pulled him down by the hair and he happily obliged capturing her lips again for a sweet slow kiss that not only apologised to her but had her toes curled and stomach tickle by the time he finished.
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"Bohot bhool lagi hai mujhe... jaldi se batao kya kya layi ho tum... kyuki maine jo banaya hai vo khane layak toh bilkul nahi hai..." Shravan came back from his room freshening up. His eyes popped with surprise to see all his favourite food on the table at the same time welled too to see Suman concentrated on laying the table for him. A vivid dream of his in which Suman as his wife is lauing table for him, helping him getting ready for office, helping him with his day to day chores, him kissing her, making love to her, and many more fantasies danced in front of his face. A sweet content smile graced his lips. He went and hugged her from behind burying his face in the crook of her neck. She blushed at that sudden gesture. Looks like she should always be prepare to be hugged, kissed and lot more when he was around.
"Thank you for making all my fantasies come to life... I love you Suman..." he simply said with a voice clogged with emotions as he kissed her collarbone softly. Suman closed her eyes at the feel. He came around and then pressed a soft wet kiss on her forehead expressing all his feelings to her. She smiled seeing her Vakeel sahab emotional like a child. It was hard to believe he was the same Shravan who had so angrily slapped that Verma.
"I love you too..." she said cupping his cheek from her right hand. "Are tumhe bhookh lagi thi na... khao ab... sab tumhari pasand ka hai..." she said as he left her and came around to be seated. She served while he kept looking at her lovingly. She smiled at him. He opened his mouth and pointed his index finger towards his mouth. She smiled as she fed him a spoonful of Kheer and he moaned at the delicious taste.
"I have added a lot of almonds as per your taste... pasand aaya??" She asked.
"You remembered about that... "he asked surprised. She nodded sweetly. How can she forget anything about her Shravan...
"Of course I do... tumhari tarah mujhe bhi badaam bohot pasand hain..." she teased with a raised brow making him chuckle at her cuteness. She was a sweetheart and she was his and he loved her like crazy.
"I can never forget anything about you Shravan... kyuki maine bhi tumhari tarah hamesha tumse pyaar kiya hain... bas realise aaj kiya... But you didn't remembered this Vakeel sahab... ghar ke papers ki copies lena hi bhool gaye tum mujhse..." she said as she kept them in th table.
"Mai bhool gaya... I had asked you to give them to me after the hearing and you didn't... and you say mai bhool gaya.." he rolled his eyes, but his heart lit inwards at her confession. Suman... His Suman always loved him. What else did he want from life.
"Okay... haan.. mai bhool gayi..." she said sheepishly but then suddenly said, "Par tum toh yaad rakh sakte the na... tumne kyu nahi maanga mujhse..." she asked nonchalantly in a mock accusing tone.
"Mujhe kaha kuch yaad rehta hai... jab tum saamne hoti ho...mai toh bas tumhe hi dekhta rehta hoon..." he grinned making her blush.
"It was very very cheesy Mr. Shravan Malhotra... lagta hai London jaakar tum India ko itna miss karte the ki bohot saari hindi movies dekhne lage ho..." she laughed.
"London mein maine tumse zyada kisi ko miss nahi kiya Sumo..." he honestly confessed. She couldn't help the tears that threatened to spill at his honest confession.
"I missed you too... tum nahi jaante... in these 10 years I have realised your value in life... and missed you more than I had imagined... tumhe pata hain jis din tum vapas aane wale the... mai itni khush thi...par tumne jab kaha ki tumhe koi Sumo yaad nahi tab mujhe bohot takleef hui thi..." she said past the lump in her throat.
"I am sorry Sumo... it was all the ego of me speaking... I am a jerk seriously to hurt you so much intentionally... Please mujhe maaf kar do..." he said kissing her wrist.
"Maine tumhe maaf kar diya hain Shravan... I understand you... dont u dare call yourself all that again...khair chhodo yeh sab... pata hai tumhare aane wale din Nanu ne toh kaha tha ki mere chehre par bulb jal gaya hai..." she chuckled at the sweet memory.
"Bulb toh tumhare chehre par hamesha jalta rehta hain... I always loved your radiant and cheerful personality... aur mujhe dekho... how much I try... I am always the introvert..." he confessed with a self criticising chuckle.
"And I love your introvert nature Shravan... mujhe hamesha yeh ehsaas dilaayega ki tum apni zindagi aur apne khayal mere alawa kisise nahi baantaoge..." she said dreamily with a radiant smile. Shravan looked at her for a moment. Her sincere confession managed to tug at his heartstrings. She was so honest always. Never pretentious... she would say what was in her heart. With Suman... There was no hidden things. He wondered how can in the world her think her as selfish and cruel. She was far far away from all those dikha qualities. She was a pious girl with a heart of gold. All the things that her heart and mind held were on her lips. Lips... oh she had the most beautiful lips ever. He tipped her chin up and captured her lips to show much he had missed her and how much he loved and revered her. It was a sudden urge to kiss her. As if he wanted to drink the words of her. Suman was taken by surprise with the sudden attack of his lips but then she couldn't help respond. Pulling her into his lap he continued kissing her and she too responded as if telling him that she loved him with equal intensity and would always love him. It was their world.
Aakhirkar moh ke dhaage ek doosre se ulajh hi gaye... aur uljhe bhi aise ki kabhi chhoote ji nahi...
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