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The bottom part has mature content. If you want you can skip it. Although it ain't graphic at all. Enjoy!
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Chapter 9.
Present:
Shravan:
"I don't want the child. I have nothing to do with it." I couldn't as well believe that I was being such an ass**** but I said it. Out loud.
The other side of line went silent for few seconds.
"I thought better of you." Pushkar muttered, disdainfully and hung up the call.
I groaned and threw my phone across the room. It hit the wall and broke down, all its pieces splattered on the floor just like my heart.
The difference being that my heart was irrepairable.
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Present:
Suman:
I got his mail ID. Finally. I couldn't have asked anyone at work but it was important for me to have some lead that would connect me to him.
I had somehow searched so hard for it and got hold of the doctors' records in the hospital.
Now that I had his E-mail, I wondered what exactly should I write to him.
Definitely first thing was to ask where he was and if he was okay. God forbid if something happened to this idiot, my heart would explode.
But a little voice in my head ruined it all. It asked me..what if he had run away from me?
What if I was the cause of his disappearance.
Could I be able to handle knowing that? Could I be able to stomach his reason of walking away, if I was the one who caused it?
I had literally begged of Pushkar to let me know where he was, but he didn't speak a word of it. Either he really, genuinely didn't know or he was just being too loyal to his brother. But either ways, I could see the torment in his eyes, the helplessness. I knew it. I knew it.
It was his helplessness. He was bound by his loyalty to Shravan.
And I didn't hold him responsible for it. I didn't push him to tell me. I didn't let Preeti drive him crazy so that he had no choice but to speak about it.
If this way was going to be hard, so then it shall be.
I have never been the weak one either.
'Shravan,
Where the hell are you. Please be fine.
And, come back. Please.
Please.
We can sort it. Whatever it is.
Love,
Suman.'
That was it. I didn't know what else to add.
Ofcourse I should have told him about my pregnancy but what if it freaks him out more?
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Present:
Shravan:
"With love.. Suman." I read it over and over again. Letting the word 'love' linger on my mind more than needed.
'I am sorry.'
I typed back the world's crappiest reply and sent it.
'You are sorry, Shravan? Are you, really?'
My conscience made jabs on my heart and mind alike. And rightly so.
Shutting my eyes, trying to shoo away this nagging feeling brought me nothing but a remembrance of her gorgeous face.
This wasn't the time to think of that night and so many nights that followed for so many months in a row. This wasn't the time to think of how I had made love to her.
This definitely wasn't the time to dwell on the dynamics of the erotic relationship I shared with her. And yet, I couldn't stop himself to think of it.
Moreover, who was I fooling? It wasn't just a physical relationship. It was her. And me. It was us. And it felt real. And out of the stupid confimes I had drawn.
'We are not meant to be. I'm sorry.' I quickly sent another email.
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February 10, 2016.
Suman:
"When are you exactly going to ask me?" I sighed loudly and finally asked.
"Ask what?" He looked up at me, with a tease in his eyes but if I didn't know better of Shravan I would have been fooled by that look as a confused one.
"Shravan!" I sighed. "Please."
"Sumannn. Pleaseee?" He mimicked me, albeit dragging the syllables too much though.
"I want you. Is that so not..obvious?" I murmured a few notches down my normal tone.
"It is. It is obvious." He smiled.
And, I swear in that one second, for his one more devastating smile, I could have traded my whole life.
I sighed and looked away.
"We are going to my house. Alright?" His hand found mine on my lap, locking his long beautiful fingers with mine.
When he drove single-handedly, it made me want to stare at him all the time. He looked so flawless everytime, in everything that he did.
I didn't even anymore know how could that be possible?
I didn't pose any argument so we drove to his house.
Anyway these days we mostly spent our time together in his home.
It hardly took us 15 minutes and we climbed the stairs enthusiastically rather than taking the lift.
Were we gonna do it..now?
I wondered and hoped that the answer of it was yes.
He unlocked the door, leading me in first and walking behind me, shutting the door with a click and then pulling me closer by my wrist. His other arm found its place on my waist and if heaven could just kill me in peace, this was that moment. Atleast for until now.
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February 10, 2016:
His mouth found hers and the outside world got blurred for them. Time came to a standstill. His lips felt so soft against her own. And even though they had kissed really often, neither of them still got a hang of it. It still gave butterflies in their tummy and goosebumps all over their skin.
His fingers delicately traced the side of her face, coming to a still on her jawline. He pulled back, breathing hard. She could feel it.
Her heart throbbing with the intensity of a wild animal trying to break free of its cage.
His head was pounding with the lack of air, because of the kiss that made him breatheless.
Her hand cupped his face and gave him another swooning kiss to remember for almost rest of his lifetime. This felt right.
So right.
His fingers slid down to her neck, tracing lazy patterns on her skin.
"You are so pretty, baby." His lips found hers, again. Her arms went around his neck.
Her fingers played with his hair, tousling them.
If she had her ability to think straight right now, she'd have wondered how soft his hair were. How?
His fingers found the zipper of her kurti and as slowly as he could have, he pulled it down. Never breaking the kiss for a second.
He made circles on the skin of her bare back now but when it got too urgent. When the need of having each other got too pressing, he broke the kiss for a moment and swiftly took her kurti off of her.
Holy shit.
She looked so divine. Shravan couldn't think beyond that.
He stepped back to look at her. Nothing about his gaze made her want to hide or squirm away. Instead his gaze made her feel her insides lurching together in a delicious fashion. Something about his gaze on her petite body made her want to be proud of however she looked.
Like every girl, she had her own share of insecurities. She thought of herself as too skiny. She was always insecure about her looks, no matter how much she tried to not think of it. No matter how many times she scolded herself to not think so shallow, to not wish for better than how she was, to be proud of her assets, to be proud of her intelligence and wit, a little insecure nerve always creeped up. And, probably, she always thought, this was how it was for all the females over the world. Or as a matter of fact, every human. We always want more. Something better.
Better curves, straighter hair, no flab and the likes.
But in this moment, she knew she wanted nothing more.
And she also knew that nobody wants anything more than just a person who would see stars in your soul and light in your eyes and choose to treat you like the world's most alluring person.
That was all.
Love.
And if this wasn't love, than she didn't know what might be.
If his touch felt so pure. If his stare felt so wanted. If his closeness felt the safest. If he felt so right, how could it be deemed as wrong, ever?
"You are the world's most beautiful girl ever." He whispered, pulling her close by her waist. Slamming his lips on hers and getting her rid of her jeans simultaneously.
"Holy god. You are perfect." He muttered in between the kiss and picked her up in his arms, taking her to his room.
"You make me want to cry in happiness for how did I ever get so lucky..to have you beside me."
"With you." She corrected him. He smiled and pecked her.
Freeing her of every thread that covered her body, he lay her down on his magnificient bed.
"Take off your clothes, Shravan." She licked her lips.
All naked with that burn ignited in her eyes, he couldn't have been more enchanted with this girl.
He dropped every cloth of his on the floor and got over her. Kissing her again.
His fingers explored every inch of her skin.
"If this a sin, I want to be a sinner everyday of my life." She whispered when he lowered his face from her face, to her neck, dropping open mouthed kisses everywhere.
Probably leaving no part of her skin untouched.
The more he went down on her, the more she moaned with pleasure that she didn't ever know existed. That she didn't ever think she was capable of feeling so.
He held her by her hips and planted fluttring kisses all around her navel. Making her giggle.
"What?" He whispered, looking up at her, questioningly.
"It feels ticklish." She giggled some more.
She was so cute. Shravan couldn't think beyond her at all.
He planted some more kisses on her tummy just for the sake of hearing her infectious laughter.
He kissed the inner part of her thighs, skipping her nether region, making her groan in frustration.
"I need you, please." She pleaded.
He smiled to himself. And bit on her thigh, making her moan his name. He never knew his name could sound so well. But it did. She was changing so many things for him, so unknowingly.
Her fingers ran down her thighs and knees and further down. Her toes were curled. He even kissed the fingers of her feet. Her skin was incredibly soft. It made him sigh in joy.
"I'm making love to the divine goddess." He murmured to her. Coming back up to her face and kissing her forehead. Interwining her fingers with his.
He kissed her lips, so tenderly for a few seconds and pulled back.
"Stop. Don't open your eyes." He whispered against her lips. She just smiled and kept her eyes shut.
And he kept staring at her.
"I can't even describe amymore how perfect you look right now. How perfect you are to me all the time, everyday." He murmured in her ear.
"Just love me already, now." She sighed.
He kissed her shoulder, biting it too, giving her a prominent hickey and then made her arms wrap around him.
"Wrap your legs around my torso." He instructed her and she followed whatever he said.
"Ready?" He asked her.
The award for the most genuine gentleman goes to him, she thought in her head. Smiling, and looking straight in his gorgeous eyes, she whispered yes.
"Okay, its going to hurt a little." He told her.
"You have loved me so much, I can bear it." She kissed his chin. And, that was his cue to get inside her.
The voices she made caused him to be more turned on than ever.
She kept moaning his name asking for more. He gave her more. A lot more. Just making sure that he didn't hurt her though. He couldn't bear to hurt her ever.
Her nails dug in his skin as she was slowly reaching her point of extreme ecstacy. He went harder. And she accomodated him so well. After the initial pain had subsided, it was nothing but sheer satisfaction with his every stroke.
The kisses got wilder. The voices got louder and the thrusts got faster.
It led them both to their pinnacle and just like that, both of them came one after the other. Filling the room with their wonderful screams of each other's names.
They could hear their heartbeats, because they were beating so erratically and noisily. Their breathing was laboured.
But once they finished with their climax, they were coming back to normalcy.
He was lying half over her and she had her arm wrapped around his. Her cheek pressed against his.
"Thankyou." She whispered.
"No. Thankyou!" He kissed over her hair.
"Thankyou." He whispered again.
Both of them snuggled together, blissfully.
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Present:
Suman:
I woke up with a jerk.
Why, why do I still dream of that first night of ours. Why does it hurt my heart so much?
Why did I fall in love with him?
And, why did he not fall in love with me?
I sniffed and caressed my tummy.
We made this baby.
He looked at me with nothing but love. I couldn't have mistaken it so bad.
You were a flame. I knew I would burn. And I did.
I burned in our passion. I burned in his..love.
His unadulterated love.
Why would he not recognise it, damnit?
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