The food arranged daintily on the table smelled scrumptious, but, the sight of her slender, graceful back, shapely and voluptuous hips was way more scrumptious and mouth-watering.
Cooking lunch for Raghav at each morning had become part of Kalpi's daily routine, though they were not married yet. Since she confessed her love for him, she had become a little bossy, but Raghav loved this side of her to the hilt. She put a spoonful of rice on the plate and the very next moment found her body entwined with his. With his inability to deal with this small distance between them, Raghav had hugged her from behind, arms wrapped around her waist and forehead rested against her hair.
Thanks to Sammy for being so thoughtful. The glass walls of Raghav's cabin now had layers of thick, dark brown curtains so that no one from outside could see them.
"Raghav! What are you doing?! What if some one came in and saw us?!" Kalpi whispered angrily and wriggled in his arms but he held her firmly.
"Don't worry, nobody has the audacity to enter boss' cabin without permission. Besides, I'm not afraid of anybody, anything." Raghav whispered against her ear, then buried his head into her hair, inhaling deeply.
"Raghav, stop," She said sternly, "It's lunch time, not masti time." She tried to get free of his grip. The firm circle of his strong arm was almost unbreakable, eventually, she ended up being pulled more into him.
"You are right, it's luch time and I'm feeling ravenously hungry for you My Cupcake." He smiled wickedly ,Then bent his head and nuzzled her neck. "Oh, You smell so good," he muttered, his voice soft yet thick with desire.
He licked her earlobe and began to trail soft kisses from the side of her neck downward. Kalpi felt herself losing control and only he had the power to do so. His warm and amorous touch was what it took to make her go weak at the knees.
Raghav could feel her body tensing and stiffening as he turned her around to face him. His left hand still wrapped around her waist while he wrapped the right one around her back to hold her in place.
The desire burning inside had increased Kalpi's beauty, her face flushed, lips slightly parted, her eyes half-closed. He bit his tongue to keep from groaning. Watching the pink colour creep up her cheeks as she blushed had always been a pleasure in itself. He looked down at her lips intently, which caused the memory of their first kiss to ran through his mind.
His obstinate lips were itching to play with hers a second time. "Kalpi," he said, so quietly that she could barely hear him. He lowered his head and brushed her lips with his.
Kalpi shuddered at the sensation of his warm, slippery lips being rubbed on hers.
He tightened his arms around her, and the kiss deepened. She could feel the length of him pressed to her, the strength of him and his desire. The fire caused by the friction of their lips, melted her stiffened body like wax on a burning candle, everything in her aroused, and she returned the kiss willingly, her arms going around his neck, her mouth opening to his.
They had totally lost control by the time they were kissing each other more fiercely. Lips moving together, tongues sliding together and they kissed as if there were no tomorrow. But it didn't last for a knock on the door interrupted their intimate moment.
Despite his burning desire, despite her wanting to be in his arms forever, they drew back breathless, an unfulfilled yet euphoric hunger still engulfing their souls. Kalpi smiled, pressing her hand against his chest, feeling its swelling and contracting. Raghav sighed, smiling and shrugging his shoulders before he rested his forehead against hers.
They heard the knock once again. Raghav kissed her forehead, whispering against her skin," I love you so much."
Kalpi grinned and her eyes twinkled merrily as she disentangled herself, "Not as much as I love you!" saying challengingly, she backed toward the door.
Udne Ki Aasha
Kumkum Bhagya
