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Wrapping the delicate, softness of hers, in a towel descending till her thighs, giving out her silk woven shining, perfectly shaped thighs, and legs out in a hot steamy show. Her body dew-ed with the droplets, that slowly succumbed into the tenderness of her glowing skin. They flowed down, in a slow seducing

manner dripping heavy from the tips of her tendrils, they found their way down her petal chest, from midst the valley, caressing the curves of her body, they glistened down her milky, heavenly beautiful legs. Lost in her thoughts Shilpa exited the washroom, her eyes looking around in a blurry vision, yet her senses too occupied to register. All she could think was Armaan! But Why? Wasnt it Sid?

the Delusion took her back, to from where it all started. She carefully reminisced!

FlashBack:

Fully drenched in the pouring rain, she stepped forward with a thumping heart. Mustering up all her courage she had come till here, but now seeing the male hard, and strong, and nothing less than a greek god, she still was dazed, at what she had decided to do. But will he give in? That question was

dangerous,enough to shatter her.

"Armaan" a slow murmur, roaring against the thundering rain arrived down the deepness of his ear. The sweetness melted inside, when his grip on the basketball lightened, and his broad shape turned around to capture a beautiful yet shocking site.

"Shilpa" her name escaped his lips, while his eyes fixed themselves on her. Flabbergasted, the weakness that bored down into his heart for a moment, seeing her fully drenched, presenting an alluring sight, he let his mind hold the dominance, and surprise took over. Shilpa was surely the most bright and brilliant student. A total, a typical nerd she was, but even after their in-pleasant and not so pleasing fights, he knew she was the holder of a heart made of gold!

Truly angelic, and deep down in his heart, in a distinct chamber was hidden the emotion, that she evoked inside him, whenever they met. Avoiding all his thoughts, with not a questioning, but demanding look he placed forth his query, "Miss Shilpa Malhotra? What are you doing here?" His voice sounded elementally male, crooked, and tough. Blazing into the heat of his gaze, with a shiver that was so softly caressing her, she replied in a slow fearful voice, "I I need your help Armaan."

He could feel the ascending nervousness that lanced through her, the quietness transmuted into fear, eyes widened and heart thumping, his eyes could see through the translucent emotions her face displayed. Expressive, and enthralling it was!

With every passing moment the curiosity was rapidly growing, a heated tension, invisible yet present between them, was creating a havoc inside them. His mind was unclear, of what she tried to convey, or rather too surprised to take in so easily.

"What do you want?" A slow breathe, and he managed to say, it in a cocky hard voice, stepping forward.

"Can you, can you teach me how to seduce? um um I mean can you help, help me please" Not able to control the explosions of impatience and fear inside her she blurted out what her heart desired at the moment, and once it sunk, back into her own mind, the moment froze, and she felt a thousand emotions

running through her veins.

"What?" he stood rooted to his spot, shocked and hit with a titanic surprise. Brain rejected to take it, but he knew he had heard it right.

"Please Armaan, I beg of you! I love Sid. I really love him! but, but im not his type of girl. Im not appealing, i i cant be what theyre! i cant stand up to his expectations. i want to be what he wants me to be, i cant afford losing the guy i love so much! Please! Look i i just want help. i know i i look stupid at this moment,but i love him a lot. But id never been what he wanted from me, what a man wants from a woman." He took what she said, she knew what she wanted. Both stood face to face dripping wet, yet through the heavy showers, her helplessness and agony was clearly visible, and somewhere his heart

wrenched seeing her like this. Was it a pang of jealousy, or the vulnerability that was penetrating him painfully? That time, those questions faded away!

"Doesnt he loves you enough?" A question that rung into his mind, protective, and caring!? he didnt knew why but he had to ask it

"I dont know! he loves me! but but id never been what he deserves what he wants, i want to be! I heard hes having an affair, but but i love him, and i know why is he tired of me! I love him Armaan! just help me out, and and i promise to do whatever you say."

Nothing but the last line hit his humanly nature. He did need help with his assignments, and she was the best person to help. Beneficial, and profiting ' He smiled gladly, and gave her the look of acceptance, approval!

none knew what it was bringing forth!

Flashback ends

Tearing away from the memory of the day she vividly streaked through all the time she had spent with him. The way he started touching her, the way he looked at her, - hot and intent, his gaze made her jolt with a powerful feeling. From their every close moment down to their first kiss, which changed

everything for her. She never remained the same. Nothing did, not even her relationship with Sid. It wasnt, that she was doing something wrong! Or was she? She just was desperate to win her love back, maybe due to her internal insecurities or the pain that life threw upon her. She just wanted to take

help from Armaan, helping her out in being a more meliorate girlfriend. But their proximity, created an undeniable, powerful sparkle everytime, and she just couldnt deny what they had. What he made her feel, when he had kissed her the very first time. An in-elaborated elementary awareness of stimulation had lanced through her for the first time!

Flashback

Seeing her clad in a beautiful red knee length dress, he groaned silently. A strong attack of sensations whirling his senses. His gaze strong and tearing, descriptively studied her inviting body, and the softness of her curves - too tempting to resist. she triggered a delicious panic inside him, an dangerous urge.

He had never knew she was this beautiful. Standing across the dining table, he averted his scrutninsing gaze and asked her softly, his eyes imagining wildness. "So have you ever kissed him?" the question was random, and he waited for an obvious answer, yet when it exited her mouth, left him shocked.

"No" she looked back in his direction and whispered softly. What did he expect?

"W*F?" He looked back into her lush deep mesmerizing green eyes.

"I I dont know how to kiss." Her gaze lowered, embarassed, she refused to look into his eyes anymore.

He smiled, satisfied, sated! she wasnt ever kissed. His eyes landed on her virgin lips, and an fire ignited inside him, a dangerous skittering sensation compiled inside his heart. His eyes grew intent- studying, wanting. Her lips looked beautiful. Perfectly shaped, too tempting, and the softness, and tender lines that were outlined with a sweet faded gloss, made them as heaven,y as possible. The urge to taste and devour hammered itself inside him, and letting the strong urge to take over with a swift movement he turned her around. A gasp escaped her lips, the exquisite beauty of her breasts pressed into his hard male chest, pelvis against pelvis, she stood trapped, caged and pressed against him. Eyes blazing, their noses brushed softly! With a current, they discovered, desire - dangerously dominating, ravenous and hungry. The debilitating emotions settled inside her, sinking in, demanding, and yearning. The inferno of passion hit them hard, just feeling each other's body so perfectly blended against each other, yet it was ravishing, and intense.

"Then my dear, i shall teach you how to kiss, after all im your seduction teacher" A smug smile, and a black intent passion in his eyes, he didnt wait for her to reply, he didnt wanted to, and the very next moment his lips were sealed on her virgin lips. The barriers of virginity broken, teared apart, with a soul yielding, a mind whirling sensation blazed through their bodies. Even before she knew, she was taken to a totally different world. She felt his lips land on hers demanding and fierce. The very first feeling of the tenderness, of his male lips joined so hardly against hers blew her senses off. Passion burst inside him.

She was never kissed, and feeling the movement, the hot, fiery, wild movement of his lips upon hers, she melted hard against him, forgetting everything, feeling the most pleasuring occurrences in her body.

He had never felt what she'd been making him feel - Need, passion, Yearning, Desire, every feeling so strong, so over powering, he couldnt resist his manly urges anymore. Since the day they were together, since the day she had become his pupil officially, the tension their physical proximity created was

undefinable. The day he taught her how to walk, the show of her hips had soared his senses, the invitation of the curves, was too enthralling. He never knew he was creating an army, to fight against him! Everyday was becoming a pure torture for him. He needed her, he wanted her! He wanted her beneath him, naked and warm. He wanted to touch her, her each and every inch. He wanted to feel her writhe under him, when he push himself hard inside her. He wanted to explore the beauty that hid itself from him, through the clothes. He wanted everything from her. He wanted to hear her moan when he would pleasure her with his warmth. Wildness, pure wildness was what he experienced! the pain of restricting himself, controlling the flood of desire was too much, and too torturing, and now as mean or indecent he could ever me, he wanted to tear her apart from Sid, forcefully or naturally, but he was made up of more good to do that

Letting the desire roll over, lips met, urgency boiled. The reluctant movement in her lips was becoming a barrier, he just had to overcome, softly yet demanding, he whispered against her lips, "Give In To Me. Move! Move your lips against mine. No more in her senses, she had become slave to the thrilling and beckoning pleasure that held her captive. She moved her lips against him, yet his expertise was clearly visible. He kissed her voracious, hard, passionate and ravenous.

Taking all in a breathe, and still sucking out more. Her body froze against the passion, lips were dominated by his, the hardness of his chest pushed into hers.! Ecstasy poured down their bodies. His mouth moved hot and sticky over hers, pleasuring her. the urgency and heat increased, warmths tangled, salivas exchanged, he entered her mouth. His intrusion was fierce and strong, exploring every inch. He kissed her badly, and deep, giving her what he wanted to, taking what he needed! They broke apart, not because there thirst subsided, but in search of air. She moved back, her lips and breasts swelled, his touch lingering on her skin, his manliness, and strength made her shudder. He was strong, powerful, elementally male, fierce and hard! their eyes locked and what conveyed, made one thing clear, nothing could remain same anymore.

Flashback ends

A tear escaped her eye, moving down the tenderness of her cheek. She remembered vividly, how she knew she didnt love Sid, she knew she didnt ever feel anything for him, but the only man she started to feel something for was Armaan. She remembered, how she wasnt confirmed about her own inner turmoils that shouted reality, which she turned blind eyed to. But when she knew, when she wanted to, when she desired to inform Armaan about her feelings, when she had ran elated, and joyful to him, she had seen Maya in his embrace. How could she ever forget she was his girlfriend! how could she ever forget, a player he was, how could she ever forget, he could never feel anything for her! he was the superstar, and she was nothing, absolutely nothing. Her hopes and dreams shattered, and each piece hurt her, penetrated her soul, mocked at her vulnerability. She hated him, she hated herself she hated the day she was brought to existence.

She snapped out of her thoughts, hearing the door open so loudly. Enough was enough! He had payed more than he had ever bargained for! What did she think of herself? Did not she feel what sparkled between them? Didnt she harbor what he did for her? He knew he was insanely and irrevocably in love

with her, but all she cared for was her boyfriend! The day she went to ball with him, he was enraged, and frustrated. The way she was so excited to be with him, the way she ignored his existence so easily. It was repressive, arrogant, unacceptable! He was hurt, broken, and furious! He wanted to show her that

he didnt care, he didnt feel anything, he didnt love her! He just used Maya to show his own self that she didnt affect him a bit, that she meant nothing, but realization struck - She was his everything. His madness, his passion, his love, his desire, his need! She meant everything to him. How, where, when? he had no clue but he was madly and head over heels in love with her, and he could see her with no one, no one at all except him. Today she has to confess, have to accept their love, accept her feelings, and he was adamant at getting it out of her, in any way possible. She has to be his, and only his now, she only belonged to him!

He entered her room, barging inside angry, and determined, but the moment his eyes landed on her, everything froze! A strong molten, coercive, omnipotent, dangerous desire inundated through him. Tormenting, anguish breathes stuck into his throat. The moment his eyes took in her sight, his body

hardened, and stiffened. An incoherent and sharp intake of breathe, he felt the shivers ringing in his body. He groaned silently, his eyes a blazing fire, intent and so passionate, his gaze slowly dropped lower, and descriptively, and slowly he studied her body from her toe nails, to her dripping wet hair. The towel, which began from her upper chest, revealing her cleavage slightly, just lavishly landed down till the midst of her thighs. His burning gaze glanced at her womanly, soft and silky thighs, her slender, beautifully shaped glowing legs. The moisture over the surface of her white skin shined, presenting the sight in a more alluring way. His eyes averted towards, the soft droplets, that rubbed against her thighs, fading into the darkness of her inner thighs. A beckoning and debilitating sensation enmeshed him into itself - hot, burning, and demanding. He couldnt deny the affect, she had over him. It was huge, powerful, dominating and weakening. It held him captive, helpless, and he couldnt fight back! A frown appeared on his hard face, when the mere piece of clothe parted him from the treasure he had been wildly dreaming to posess. Control on the verge of vanishing, a strong passion burst through his lungs, and flowed through his veins, becoming the goblet of fire, and the escalating desire, that numbed his senses. She looked, breathtaking, beautiful, and irresistible.

She looked at him, horrified and flabbergasted. The anger, and the red hot fury was visible, dripping through his, face. She had never seen him this angry. A shivering jolt intruded her body. A fear, inter-weaved with her soul. She looked at him, wide eyed, when she felt a change in his look, the intensity that just jumped over his gaze, made her shudder, and realization struck - She was in a towel - Only!

She looked at the plains of his face hardening, his jaw clenching tightly. An unsuccessful attempt to control the flooding desires. She felt her body, heating up, the need flared, sparkles threw across, she knew she was burning now, he was burning her! Her lips, parted, puckered, she felt her body respond to his intent gaze. Her heartbeat stopped when he stepped towards her, his eyes now locked into hers, transferring fire!

"Armaan, Armaan tum tum yahaan?" She managed a soft slurred whispered out of her mouth, moving back. Her heart thudded seeing his wild advances. He spoke nothing, his eyes were enough to convey everything. Not breaking away, he stepped towards, her when her back collided with the wall, and there

was no more space to fill. Hers, did, but his, didnt! He walked in her direction, till their bodies didnt come in connection. A hard, weak gasp escaped her lips, when her bare legs were pressed, with his hard ones. His chest touched her body and explosions occurred inside them. he pushed himself into her, the needs, and passion explosive, and flammable burst through him, inside him, pouring out splashing down through her. The waves of reverence, indignation, obsession hit them hard. Eagerness seeped in, ecstasy grew higher and higher. Eroticism and craving lanced through them, streaking through every inch of their bodies.

"Armaan" her breathes grew wild, rough. The intimacy was brutally affecting her. His gaze gave birth to a mind-whirling sensation into the pit of her stomach. She tried to speak, nothing but a soft whisper came out of her throat.

Numbed with need, soared in passion, he still had the anger that boiled into his veins. A frustration complimented his feelings, what he had for her, and the hurt that she refused to reciprocate was too much. If she was stubborn, than so was he.

He finally spoke, soft yet his voice full of authority, and the glint of anger in his voice, " Do You Love Him?" Stressing on his each word, he made sure she heard the repression in his voice - angered, and anguished today he wasnt ready to let her go away from him today. Never had he known, there would be a day, when he would be so adamant, so madly in love with someone, that nothing would matter except her, and never did he knew she would be the girl. "Sid" she spoke in a barely barely audible voice, and the truth, the realization streaked through her brain. She remembered Sid, their love, the deal between her and Armaan. She remembered the night when she saw Armaan with someone else - the truth - that he was a Casanova, he had never loved her!

With the change of emotions, inside her with all her strength, placing her hands on his chest she pushed him away. He tripped, yet saved himself from falling. He looked at the soft, hurt, and furious look at her face.

"What do you mean? I dont love him? How can you even think of asking such a stupid question Armaan? Of course I love him! I love him alot! Not for his love, i never would have come to you for help! You"

Her statement was left incomplete, her anger vanished, surprise gushed when she felt his lips being thrown hard, hot, fierce over hers. He hated the feeling, of jealousy, the hurt that always came inside him, due to her words. He knew she had feelings for her. It was obvious, then why didnt she agree? If she still couldnt understand what they were than today, he will show her exactly what she feels for him, only him and no one else.

His lips, hot and demanding, like lightening strucked her lips, capturing them powerfully, pleasuring, giving and taking. Her body stiffened, electricity flew across at the speed of light. Shilpa became aware of lips warm and firm pressed against her own. His weight pressed against her as his lips forced hers wider, his tongue tasting her voraciously. The sudden surge of desire surprised her; elation tore apart from prison. She forgot everything against the warmth, softness and the thrill of pleasure. He drank voraciously, extracted the juice out. His hands, touching her waist, his fingers wrapped around the rough fur of the towel. He slid his hands down, her hips sensually, slowly touching her thighs, igniting an uncontrollable fire inside her, his own desires lifting. His fingers wrapped around the soft flesh of her thighs. His lips turned urgent, demanding over hers, and it was not before the next moment he felt her surrendering, giving in, responding to his invitation. The temperature rose, heat invaded them. Heated, and soared with anticipation, thrill, desire they explored pinnacles of passion. She gave in to the call of lust, affection, fascination, to his strong and hard passion. Their lips met, explosions, the unstoppable obsession, need for each other flew across their senses, their minds. His fingers reached down, treasuring, pleasuring, hungry.

His tips, pressed the hot, soft flesh of her inner thigh hard, in an urgent gesture. She gasped, loudly into his mouth, the pressure inside her grew intolerable. Her thighs grew numb, yet responsive. The heat generated from his fingers to her flesh - sticky hot, the wildness took over, their bodies stiffened with the contact. Her breathing grew hard, while his lips refused to leave hers. Lifting her hands, she held onto his strong muscular shoulders, feeling her knees giving away. She felt she would explode, die with the uncontrollable flood of emotions, the tempting sensation, the passion draining into her body. lips parted, their tongues indulged into a smoking battle. His upper lip rubbed hard against her upper one. He explored her lips, centimeter by centimeter. Tasting, devouring, he kissed her with all the longing, craving in his heart. The hold on her thighs, grew firm, he pushed her body into his, entered deep into her mouth. His fingers softly caressed her fragility, creating a havoc inside her, increasing the height of the avalanche of desire, pure desire running hard through his arteries. He parted from the kiss, sensing her need of oxygen. Her lungs took in a huge amount of air, breathing hard. Their hot breathes tangled together, tranquility spread across! All could be heard was their fast heartbeats, and their sharp breathing.

"Ofcourse you love him" Still out of breathes, his eyes black, and intent blazing into hers, he spat out. His voice was full of sarcasm. She looked up, into the fire, confused, lost, and a moment later she knew what he meant.

"What do you mean?" though she did calculate the definition behind his sentence, yet she couldnt manage to make up an answer to give to him. His eyes flickered, arrogantly! His body softly pushed into hers, his nose rubbed against her cheek, slowly, seductively!

He voiced out his words, in a soft, husky yet arrogant way, "And that is why you responded so feverishly to my kiss. Isnt it?" Her incoherent, gesticulated silent pleas were ignored, she had to answer back. His affect over her, was debilitating her to no end. A soft moan escaped her lips, feeling his skin against hers.

She closed her eyes, searching for an answer. She was stuck in a the turmoil of sensations, that ripped her apart. Nothing was the same anymore. It wasnt like she wanted to seduce Sid and bed with him,and then force him. She just wanted to be a better girlfriend,save her almost broken relationship. She was

different, different from the very start. She had no friends here, rather the way she was, people didnt consider being a friend to her. Her family was in India, and here in Las Vegas there was no one for her, except Sid, who was her very first friend, the only man she gave her heart to. But she had the knowledge that she wasnt a man could ever expect. Armaan was right, physical intimacy was something common in relationships, but she had never hugged him even. The day Armaan had kissed him, it was her first ever kiss. What she felt that day, what affect Armaan left on her, she could never be the same

Shilpa who loved Sid. The change was there, she had grown bold, her way of styling, dressing talking everything had changed, but with that her feelings changed. She knew she felt it for Armaan, not Sid. She had never felt even the half of what she held for Armaan. But there was one more truth, Armaan was a casanova. He had a new girl with him every day, then why would he ever love her? The day she had seen him with another girl, she knew, he didnt love her!

" I I" she tried to speak, but her attempt failed.

" Come on Shilpa! Why did you kiss me back?" he reached her ear, his lips just a lil away, he blew hot breathes, demanding an answer in a soft, challenging whisper.

"Ar...Armaan go away." she couldnt speak, her knees had given up long ago. It was his weight holding her firm. She was surprised how she was still standing instead of laying on the ground, unconscious. His affect was driving her crazy!

" Miss Shilpa Malhotra i think, there is something very important i forgot to teach you!" Leaning closer, his voice grew huskier, and seductive "After all im your seduction teacher, theres something you still havent learned, Experienced." A sly smile plastered over his lips, biting the edge of her ear lobe, he spoke in a soft, slow breathtaking voice,

"I need to tell you what you mean to me, i need to tell you what i mean to you, i need to tell you how you physically, mentally, spiritually harass me. Tonight im gonna do everything ive dreamt of, everything i want, with you. Tonight youre gonna give me, everything i want from you."

His right hand, moved up, slowly- fingers spread across, pressed into the rough clothe, touching her faintly moistened back, nape ever so softly, seductively he enmeshed his fingers into her hair.

She gasped loudly, feeling his other hand pressing firmly over the soft flesh of her inner thigh. Smoothly caressing it, his fingers dug in deeper, with a swift movement and power, he parted her legs. His leg pushed in midst of her thighs, while the other one overtaking her right leg, caging her in his lock. Wrapping his fingers around her head, he tilted her head. Pleasure - pure pleasure entered her veins. She was swaying with need, emptiness, waiting to be fulfilled. His eyes stared observing her every movement, her every play of emotion keenly. His gaze slowly dropped down, tracing the trail of small droplets, that started from her throat and vanished into the valley midst her cleavage. Slowly, softly, tilting his head his lips sucked onto the water lightly, descending down from the deepness of her throat, kissing her with strong passion, inch by inch, he moved down the hollow between her neck, then to the heavenly beauty that was hidden through the clothe. She moaned, forgetting everything, forgetting everyone. Her senses numbed with need, every moment the restlessness was ascending, reaching new heights, making her feel she would burst any moment. His other hand slowly, taking in the blissful touch of her skin, moved down her inner thigh, wrapping his fingers around her millky flesh, he pulled her leg and swiftly wrapped it around his hip. She groaned sharp and loud. Her eyes

turning dark, radiating the need, the thrilling strong desire inside her.

She felt his head digging down into the sensitive part of her neck, as he kissed her, explored her beauty through his hot, elementally manly lips. Kissing her ravenously, devouring, giving, he felt his inside burst louder and louder.

He pulled her, not closer, but into him! Bodies jammed together, lifting her head, he crashed his lips onto hers, wrapping her other leg around his hip, he locked his hands around her petite waist. Groaning inwardly, he pushed his enormous mouth deeper, harder into hers. The kiss grew sticky hot, melting them against each other. Her hands slowly reached up the hard planes of his face, she held, and deepened the kiss more. Desperation over-ruled, the love, their hearts celebrated victory! Their eyes interlocked, conveying thousands of emotions at the moment.

Turning around he carried and placed her down on the bed. A swift movement, and his shirt was unhooked and thrown across the large room to a secluded corner. She saw, she keenly glanced! His muscles, were popping, huge, tight and strong. His chest, male, and beautiful. A flat toned exquisite stomach. His abs hot, and delicious. He looked dominating, strong, powerful, and his body beautifully sculptured. A shiver ran down her spine, her eyes fascinated and mesmerized by what they saw. Taking off his jeans, he stood there like a beautiful Greek God! His body shined in the dim light of lamps. He looked gorgeous, delicious, tempting! Her gaze ran up and down his body, hungry, and hot. He looked like a fantasy, his strength, his perfect muscular body, his mesmerizing chest everything captivated her to no end. He leaned down, placing, pushing his weight on hers. Legs over her bare legs. His huge frame covered her small fragile one. He looked deep into her eyes, and whispered softly, "Theres so much i can teach you in this one night, so much i want to." Eagerness gripped her, she moved up and captured his lips. Her hands ran over his smooth, chest, his hard abs, touching, exploring it. His body, smooth, and inviting, deliciously capturing made her dizzy in need. His control slowly evacuated out of his body. Her touch was doing wonders to him. His hands reached down, pushing up the towel, touching her skin ever so delicately, he caressed her every inch deeply. Lips tangled, they kissed endlessly, breathlessly, voracious, luscious, their tenderness met to create wildness. His hand reached at her back, as he softly untied the knot, and unwrapped her. Her eyes snapped, lids lifted. She saw him unwrapping her slowly, and the only barrier, flew across the room and landed down. The sight was beautiful, heavenly, gorgeous and too debilitating. His eyes studied her every inch, her inviting curves properly, attentively! He lowered down, pushing himself into her. His lips reached the sensitive point of her neck. His hands softly wrapped around her thighs reaching up, his fingers again parted her legs delicately, playing with her sensitive flesh. He breathed through the heat that radiated across the room, her breathless gasps, the intensity and the beckoning pleasure that was so brutal that he couldnt breathe!

He moved down, his lips kissing the tip of her chin, when she moved her hands into his hair and pulled him closer. His nose brushed against hers, and slowly softly he spoke, "Say it Shilpa! Say it!" He knew what he was dying to hear, she knew what he was asking! The silence,the serenity that spread across the room, for a brief moment, felt like ages, slowly, softly the whisper left her mouth - the words, he was dying, waiting badly to hear, and once they did it was heaven!

"I love you Armaan"

The tears fell down, their hearts danced with joy, and souls at peace! Happiness gushed inside him, indescribable, uncountable! She loved him! He smiled, then cried, his eyes twinkled with love! His love for Her!

"I love you, I love you too!" he whispered over her lips, and the very next moment her lips were inside his, loved, pleasured sucked by him.

"and i cant believe you just seduced me for that." he smiled softly, a sly devilish smile, as his hands seductively moved up her exquisite breasts, and spoke dropping down, "After all im your seduction teacher! aint I?"

She placed her lips over his, taking in the warmth of each other. Like waves piling on the shore, they surged together. Sensations swelled like the incoming tide, rolling ever higher.

They re-united, became one!

Seduction Teacher - AR

Wrapping the delicate, softness of hers, in a towel descending till her thighs, giving out her silk woven shining, perfectly shaped thighs, and legs out in a hot steamy show. Her body dew-ed with the droplets, that slowly succumbed into the tenderness of her glowing skin. They flowed down, in a slow seducing

manner dripping heavy from the tips of her tendrils, they found their way down her petal chest, from midst the valley, caressing the curves of her body, they glistened down her milky, heavenly beautiful legs. Lost in her thoughts Riddhima exited the washroom, her eyes looking around in a blurry vision, yet her senses too occupied to register. All she could think was Armaan! But Why? Wasnt it Sid?

the Delusion took her back, to from where it all started. She carefully reminisced!

FlashBack:

Fully drenched in the pouring rain, she stepped forward with a thumping heart. Mustering up all her courage she had come till here, but now seeing the male hard, and strong, and nothing less than a greek god, she still was dazed, at what she had decided to do. But will he give in? That question was dangerous enough to shatter

"Armaan" a slow murmur, roaring against the thundering rain arrived down the deepness of his ear. The sweetness melted inside, when his grip on the basketball lightened, and his broad shape turned around to capture a beautiful yet shocking site.

"Riddhima" her name escaped his lips, while his eyes fixed themselves on her. Flabbergasted, the weakness that bored down into his heart for a moment, seeing her fully drenched, presenting an alluring sight, he let his mind hold the dominance, and surprise took over. Riddhima was surely the most bright and brilliant student. A total, a typical nerd she was, but even after their in-pleasant and not so pleasing fights, he knew she was the holder of a heart made of gold!

Truly angelic, and deep down in his heart, in a distinct chamber was hidden the emotion, that she evoked inside him, whenever they met. Avoiding all his thoughts, with not a questioning, but demanding look he placed forth his query, "Miss Riddhima Gupta? What are you doing here?" His voice sounded elementally male, crooked, and tough. Blazing into the heat of his gaze, with a shiver that was so softly caressing her, she replied in a slow fearful voice, "I I need your help Armaan."

He could feel the ascending nervousness that lanced through her, the quietness transmuted into fear, eyes widened and heart thumping, his eyes could see through the translucent emotions her face displayed. Expressive, and enthralling it was!

With every passing moment the curiosity was rapidly growing, a heated tension, invisible yet present between them, was creating a havoc inside them. His mind was unclear, of what she tried to convey, or rather too surprised to take in so easily.

"What do you want?" A slow breathe, and he managed to say, it in a cocky hard voice, stepping forward.

"Can you, can you teach me how to seduce? um um I mean can you help, help me please" Not able to control the explosions of impatience and fear inside her she blurted out what her heart desired at the moment, and once it sunk, back into her own mind, the moment froze, and she felt a thousand emotions running through her!

"What?" he stood rooted to his spot, shocked and hit with a titanic surprise. Brain rejected to take it, but he knew he had heard it right.

"Please Armaan, I beg of you! I love Sid. I really love him! but, but im not his type of girl. Im not appealing, i i cant be what theyre! i cant stand up to his expectations. i want to be what he wants me to be, i cant afford losing the guy i love so much! Please! Look i i just want help. i know i i look stupid at this moment,but i love him a lot. But id never been what he wanted from me, what a man wants from a woman." He took what she said, she knew what she wanted. Both stood face to face dripping wet, yet through the heavy showers, her helplessness and agony was clearly visible, and somewhere his heart

wrenched seeing her like this. Was it a pang of jealousy, or the vulnerability that was penetrating him painfully? That time, those questions faded away!

"Doesnt he loves you enough?" A question that rung into his mind, protective, and caring!? he didnt knew why but he had to ask it

"I dont know! he loves me! but but id never been what he deserves what he wants, i want to be! I heard hes having an affair, but but i love him, and i know why is he tired of me! I love him Armaan! just help me out, and and i promise to do whatever you say."

Nothing but the last line hit his humanly nature. He did need help with his assignments, and she was the best person to help. Beneficial, and profiting ' He smiled gladly, and gave her the look of acceptance, approval!

none knew what it was bringing forth!

Flashback ends

Tearing away from the memory of the day she vividly streaked through all the time she had spent with him. The way he started touching her, the way he looked at her, - hot and intent, his gaze made her jolt with a powerful feeling. From their every close moment down to their first kiss, which changed everything for her

She never remained the same. Nothing did, not even her relationship with Sid. It wasnt, that she was doing something wrong! Or was she? She just was desperate to win her love back, maybe due to her internal insecurities or the pain that life threw upon her. She just wanted to take help from Armaan!

Helping her out in being a more meliorate girlfriend. But their proximity, created an undeniable, powerful sparkle everytime, and she just couldnt deny what they had. What he made her feel, when he had kissed her the very first time. An in-elaborated elementary awareness of stimulation had lanced through her for the first time!

Flashback

Seeing her clad in a beautiful red knee length dress, he groaned silently. A strong attack of sensations whirling his senses. His gaze strong and tearing, descriptively studied her inviting body, and the softness of her curves - too tempting to resist. she triggered a delicious panic inside him, an dangerous urge.

He had never knew she was this beautiful. Standing across the dining table, he averted his scrutninsing gaze and asked her softly, his eyes imagining wildness. "So have you ever kissed him?" the question was random, and he waited for an obvious answer, yet when it exited her mouth, left him shocked.

"No" she looked back in his direction and whispered softly. What did he expect?

"W*F?" He looked back into her lush deep mesmerizing green eyes.

"I I dont know how to kiss." Her gaze lowered, embarassed, she refused to look into his eyes anymore.

He smiled, satisfied, sated! she wasnt ever kissed. His eyes landed on her virgin lips, and an fire ignited inside him, a dangerous skittering sensation compiled inside his heart. His eyes grew intent- studying, wanting. Her lips looked beautiful. Perfectly shaped, too tempting, and the softness, and tender lines that were outlined with a sweet faded gloss, made them as heaven,y as possible. The urge to taste and devour hammered itself inside him, and letting the strong urge to take over with a swift movement he turned her around. A gasp escaped her lips, the exquisite beauty of her breasts pressed into his hard male chest, pelvis against pelvis, she stood trapped, caged and pressed against him. Eyes blazing, their noses brushed softly! With a current, they discovered, desire - dangerously dominating, ravenous and hungry. The debilitating emotions settled inside her, sinking in, demanding, and yearning. The inferno of passion hit them hard, just feeling each other's body so perfectly blended against each other, yet it was ravishing, and intense.

"Then my dear, i shall teach you how to kiss, after all im your seduction teacher" A smug smile, and a black intent passion in his eyes, he didnt wait for her to reply, he didnt wanted to, and the very next moment his lips were sealed on her virgin lips. The barriers of virginity broken, teared apart, with a soul yielding, a mind whirling sensation blazed through their bodies. Even before she knew, she was taken to a totally different world. She felt his lips land on hers demanding and fierce. The very first feeling of the tenderness, of his male lips joined so hardly against hers blew her senses off. Passion burst inside him.

She was never kissed, and feeling the movement, the hot, fiery, wild movement of his lips upon hers, she melted hard against him, forgetting everything, feeling the most pleasuring occurrences in her body.

He had never felt what she'd been making him feel - Need, passion, Yearning, Desire, every feeling so strong, so over powering, he couldnt resist his manly urges anymore. Since the day they were together, since the day she had become his pupil officially, the tension their physical proximity created was undefinable.

The day he taught her how to walk, the show of her hips had soared his senses, the invitation of the curves, was too enthralling. He never knew he was creating an army, to fight against him! Everyday was becoming a pure torture for him. He needed her, he wanted her! He wanted her beneath him, naked and warm. He wanted to touch her, her each and every inch. He wanted to feel her writhe under him, when he push himself hard inside her. He wanted to explore the beauty that hid itself from him, through the clothes. He wanted everything from her. He wanted to hear her moan when he would pleasure her with his warmth. Wildness, pure wildness was what he experienced! the pain of restricting himself, controlling the flood of desire was too much, and too torturing, and now as mean or indecent he could ever me, he wanted to tear her apart from Sid, forcefully or naturally, but he was made up of more good to do that

Letting the desire roll over, lips met, urgency boiled. The reluctant movement in her lips was becoming a barrier, he just had to overcome, softly yet demanding, he whispered against her lips, "Give In To Me. Move! Move your lips against mine. No more in her senses, she had become slave to the thrilling and beckoning pleasure that held her captive. She moved her lips against him, yet his expertise was clearly visible. He kissed her voracious, hard, passionate and ravenous.

Taking all in a breathe, and still sucking out more. Her body froze against the passion, lips were dominated by his, the hardness of his chest pushed into hers.! Ecstasy poured down their bodies. His mouth moved hot and sticky over hers, pleasuring her. the urgency and heat increased, warmths tangled, salivas exchanged, he entered her mouth. His intrusion was fierce and strong, exploring every inch. He kissed her badly, and deep, giving her what he wanted to, taking what he needed! They broke apart, not because there thirst subsided, but in search of air. She moved back, her lips and breasts swelled, his touch lingering on her skin, his manliness, and strength made her shudder. He was strong, powerful, elementally male, fierce and hard! their eyes locked and what conveyed, made one thing clear, nothing could remain same anymore.

Flashback ends

A tear escaped her eye, moving down the tenderness of her cheek. She remembered vividly, how she knew she didnt love Sid, she knew she didnt ever feel anything for him, but the only man she started to feel something for was Armaan. She remembered, how she wasnt confirmed about her own inner turmoils that shouted reality, which she turned blind eyed to. But when she knew, when she wanted to, when she desired to inform Armaan about her feelings, when she had ran elated, and joyful to him, she had seen Maya in his embrace. How could she ever forget she was his girlfriend! how could she ever forget, a player he was, how could she ever forget, he could never feel anything for her! he was the superstar, and she was nothing, absolutely nothing. Her hopes and dreams shattered, and each piece hurt her, penetrated her soul, mocked at her vulnerability. She hated him, she hated herself she hated the day she was brought to existence.

She snapped out of her thoughts, hearing the door open so loudly. Enough was enough! He had payed more than he had ever bargained for! What did she think of herself? Did not she feel what sparkled between them? Didnt she harbor what he did for her? He knew he was insanely and irrevocably in love with her!

But all she cared for was her boyfriend! The day she went to ball with him, he was enraged, and frustrated. The way she was so excited to be with him, the way she ignored his existence so easily. It was repressive, arrogant, unacceptable! He was hurt, broken, and furious! He wanted to show her that he didnt care!

he didnt feel anything, he didnt love her! He just used Maya to show his own self that she didnt affect him a bit, that she meant nothing, but realization struck - She was his everything. His madness, his passion, his love, his desire, his need! She meant everything to him. How, where, when? he had no clue but he was madly and head over heels in love with her, and he could see her with no one, no one at all except him. Today she has to confess, have to accept their love, accept her feelings, and he was adamant at getting it out of her, in any way possible. She has to be his, and only his now, she only belonged to him!

He entered her room, barging inside angry, and determined, but the moment his eyes landed on her, everything froze! A strong molten, coercive, omnipotent, dangerous desire inundated through him. Tormenting, anguish breathes stuck into his throat. The moment his eyes took in her sight, his body hardened and stiffened

An incoherent and sharp intake of breathe, he felt the shivers ringing in his body. He groaned silently, his eyes a blazing fire, intent and so passionate, his gaze slowly dropped lower, and descriptively, and slowly he studied her body from her toe nails, to her dripping wet hair. The towel, which began from her upper chest, revealing her cleavage slightly, just lavishly landed down till the midst of her thighs. His burning gaze glanced at her womanly, soft and silky thighs, her slender, beautifully shaped glowing legs. The moisture over the surface of her white skin shined, presenting the sight in a more alluring way. His eyes averted towards, the soft droplets, that rubbed against her thighs, fading into the darkness of her inner thighs. A beckoning and debilitating sensation enmeshed him into itself - hot, burning, and demanding. He couldnt deny the affect, she had over him. It was huge, powerful, dominating and weakening. It held him captive, helpless, and he couldnt fight back! A frown appeared on his hard face, when the mere piece of clothe parted him from the treasure he had been wildly dreaming to posess. Control on the verge of vanishing, a strong passion burst through his lungs, and flowed through his veins, becoming the goblet of fire, and the escalating desire, that numbed his senses. She looked, breathtaking, beautiful, and irresistible.

She looked at him, horrified and flabbergasted. The anger, and the red hot fury was visible, dripping through his, face. She had never seen him this angry. A shivering jolt intruded her body. A fear, inter-weaved with her soul. She looked at him, wide eyed, when she felt a change in his look, the intensity that just jumped over his gaze, made her shudder, and realization struck - She was in a towel - Only!

She looked at the plains of his face hardening, his jaw clenching tightly. An unsuccessful attempt to control the flooding desires. She felt her body, heating up, the need flared, sparkles threw across, she knew she was burning now, he was burning her! Her lips, parted, puckered, she felt her body respond to his intent gaze. Her heartbeat stopped when he stepped towards her, his eyes now locked into hers, transferring fire!

"Armaan, Armaan tum tum yahaan?" She managed a soft slurred whispered out of her mouth, moving back. Her heart thudded seeing his wild advances. He spoke nothing, his eyes were enough to convey everything. Not breaking away, he stepped towards, her when her back collided with the wall, and there

was no more space to fill. Hers, did, but his, didnt! He walked in her direction, till their bodies didnt come in connection. A hard, weak gasp escaped her lips, when her bare legs were pressed, with his hard ones. His chest touched her body and explosions occurred inside them. he pushed himself into her, the needs, and passion explosive, and flammable burst through him, inside him, pouring out splashing down through her. The waves of reverence, indignation, obsession hit them hard. Eagerness seeped in, ecstasy grew higher and higher. Eroticism and craving lanced through them, streaking through every inch of their bodies.

"Armaan" her breathes grew wild, rough. The intimacy was brutally affecting her. His gaze gave birth to a mind-whirling sensation into the pit of her stomach. She tried to speak, nothing but a soft whisper came out of her throat.

Numbed with need, soared in passion, he still had the anger that boiled into his veins. A frustration complimented his feelings, what he had for her, and the hurt that she refused to reciprocate was too much. If she was stubborn, than so was he.

He finally spoke, soft yet his voice full of authority, and the glint of anger in his voice, " Do You Love Him?" Stressing on his each word, he made sure she heard the repression in his voice - angered, and anguished today he wasnt ready to let her go away from him today. Never had he known, there would be a day, when he would be so adamant, so madly in love with someone, that nothing would matter except her, and never did he knew she would be the girl. "Sid" she spoke in a barely barely audible voice, and the truth, the realization streaked through her brain. She remembered Sid, their love, the deal between her and Armaan. She remembered the night when she saw Armaan with someone else - the truth - that he was a Casanova, he had never loved her!

With the change of emotions, inside her with all her strength, placing her hands on his chest she pushed him away. He tripped, yet saved himself from falling. He looked at the soft, hurt, and furious look at her face.

"What do you mean? I dont love him? How can you even think of asking such a stupid question Armaan? Of course I love him! I love him alot! Not for his love, i never would have come to you for help! You"

Her statement was left incomplete, her anger vanished, surprise gushed when she felt his lips being thrown hard, hot, fierce over hers. He hated the feeling, of jealousy, the hurt that always came inside him, due to her words. He knew she had feelings for her. It was obvious, then why didnt she agree? If she still couldnt understand what they were than today, he will show her exactly what she feels for him, only him and no one else.

His lips, hot and demanding, like lightening strucked her lips, capturing them powerfully, pleasuring, giving and taking. Her body stiffened, electricity flew across at the speed of light. Shilpa became aware of lips warm and firm pressed against her own. His weight pressed against her as his lips forced hers wider, his tongue tasting her voraciously. The sudden surge of desire surprised her; elation tore apart from prison. She forgot everything against the warmth, softness and the thrill of pleasure. He drank voraciously, extracted the juice out. His hands, touching her waist, his fingers wrapped around the rough fur of the towel. He slid his hands down, her hips sensually, slowly touching her thighs, igniting an uncontrollable fire inside her, his own desires lifting. His fingers wrapped around the soft flesh of her thighs. His lips turned urgent, demanding over hers, and it was not before the next moment he felt her surrendering, giving in, responding to his invitation. The temperature rose, heat invaded them. Heated, and soared with anticipation, thrill, desire they explored pinnacles of passion. She gave in to the call of lust, affection, fascination, to his strong and hard passion. Their lips met, explosions, the unstoppable obsession, need for each other flew across their senses, their minds. His fingers reached down, treasuring, pleasuring, hungry.

His tips, pressed the hot, soft flesh of her inner thigh hard, in an urgent gesture. She gasped, loudly into his mouth, the pressure inside her grew intolerable. Her thighs grew numb, yet responsive. The heat generated from his fingers to her flesh - sticky hot, the wildness took over, their bodies stiffened with the contact. Her breathing grew hard, while his lips refused to leave hers. Lifting her hands, she held onto his strong muscular shoulders, feeling her knees giving away. She felt she would explode, die with the uncontrollable flood of emotions, the tempting sensation, the passion draining into her body. lips parted, their tongues indulged into a smoking battle. His upper lip rubbed hard against her upper one. He explored her lips, centimeter by centimeter. Tasting, devouring, he kissed her with all the longing, craving in his heart. The hold on her thighs, grew firm, he pushed her body into his, entered deep into her mouth. His fingers softly caressed her fragility, creating a havoc inside her, increasing the height of the avalanche of desire, pure desire running hard through his arteries. He parted from the kiss, sensing her need of oxygen. Her lungs took in a huge amount of air, breathing hard. Their hot breathes tangled together, tranquility spread across! All could be heard was their fast heartbeats, and their sharp breathing.

"Ofcourse you love him" Still out of breathes, his eyes black, and intent blazing into hers, he spat out. His voice was full of sarcasm. She looked up, into the fire, confused, lost, and a moment later she knew what he meant.

"What do you mean?" though she did calculate the definition behind his sentence, yet she couldnt manage to make up an answer to give to him. His eyes flickered, arrogantly! His body softly pushed into hers, his nose rubbed against her cheek, slowly, seductively!

He voiced out his words, in a soft, husky yet arrogant way, "And that is why you responded so feverishly to my kiss. Isnt it?" Her incoherent, gesticulated silent pleas were ignored, she had to answer back. His affect over her, was debilitating her to no end. A soft moan escaped her lips, feeling his skin against hers.

She closed her eyes, searching for an answer. She was stuck in a the turmoil of sensations, that ripped her apart. Nothing was the same anymore. It wasnt like she wanted to seduce Sid and bed with him,and then force him. She just wanted to be a better girlfriend,save her almost broken relationship. She was

different, different from the very start. She had no friends here, rather the way she was, people didnt consider being a friend to her. Her family was in India, and here in Las Vegas there was no one for her, except Sid, who was her very first friend, the only man she gave her heart to. But she had the knowledge that she wasnt a man could ever expect. Armaan was right, physical intimacy was something common in relationships, but she had never hugged him even. The day Armaan had kissed him, it was her first ever kiss. What she felt that day, what affect Armaan left on her, she could never be the same Riddhima who loved Sid.

The change was there, she had grown bold, her way of styling, dressing talking everything had changed, but with that her feelings changed. She knew she felt it for Armaan, not Sid. She had never felt even the half of what she held for Armaan. But there was one more truth, Armaan was a casanova. He had a new girl with him every day, then why would he ever love her? The day she had seen him with another girl, she knew, he didnt love her!

" I I" she tried to speak, but her attempt failed.

" Come on Riddhima! Why did you kiss me back?" he reached her ear, his lips just a lil away, he blew hot breathes, demanding an answer in a soft, challenging whisper.

"Ar...Armaan go away." she couldnt speak, her knees had given up long ago. It was his weight holding her firm. She was surprised how she was still standing instead of laying on the ground, unconscious. His affect was driving her crazy!

" Miss Riddhima Gupta i think, there is something very important i forgot to teach you!" Leaning closer, his voice grew huskier, and seductive "After all im your seduction teacher, theres something you still havent learned, Experienced." A sly smile plastered over his lips, biting the edge of her ear lobe, he spoke in a soft, slow breathtaking voice,

"I need to tell you what you mean to me, i need to tell you what i mean to you, i need to tell you how you physically, mentally, spiritually harass me. Tonight im gonna do everything ive dreamt of, everything i want, with you. Tonight youre gonna give me, everything i want from you."

His right hand, moved up, slowly- fingers spread across, pressed into the rough clothe, touching her faintly moistened back, nape ever so softly, seductively he enmeshed his fingers into her hair.

She gasped loudly, feeling his other hand pressing firmly over the soft flesh of her inner thigh. Smoothly caressing it, his fingers dug in deeper, with a swift movement and power, he parted her legs. His leg pushed in midst of her thighs, while the other one overtaking her right leg, caging her in his lock. Wrapping his fingers around her head, he tilted her head. Pleasure - pure pleasure entered her veins. She was swaying with need, emptiness, waiting to be fulfilled. His eyes stared observing her every movement, her every play of emotion keenly. His gaze slowly dropped down, tracing the trail of small droplets, that started from her throat and vanished into the valley midst her cleavage. Slowly, softly, tilting his head his lips sucked onto the water lightly, descending down from the deepness of her throat, kissing her with strong passion, inch by inch, he moved down the hollow between her neck, then to the heavenly beauty that was hidden through the clothe. She moaned, forgetting everything, forgetting everyone. Her senses numbed with need, every moment the restlessness was ascending, reaching new heights, making her feel she would burst any moment. His other hand slowly, taking in the blissful touch of her skin, moved down her inner thigh, wrapping his fingers around her millky flesh, he pulled her leg and swiftly wrapped it around his hip. She groaned sharp and loud. Her eyes

turning dark, radiating the need, the thrilling strong desire inside her.

She felt his head digging down into the sensitive part of her neck, as he kissed her, explored her beauty through his hot, elementally manly lips. Kissing her ravenously, devouring, giving, he felt his inside burst louder and louder.

He pulled her, not closer, but into him! Bodies jammed together, lifting her head, he crashed his lips onto hers, wrapping her other leg around his hip, he locked his hands around her petite waist. Groaning inwardly, he pushed his enormous mouth deeper, harder into hers. The kiss grew sticky hot, melting them against each other. Her hands slowly reached up the hard planes of his face, she held, and deepened the kiss more. Desperation over-ruled, the love, their hearts celebrated victory! Their eyes interlocked, conveying thousands of emotions at the moment.

Turning around he carried and placed her down on the bed. A swift movement, and his shirt was unhooked and thrown across the large room to a secluded corner. She saw, she keenly glanced! His muscles, were popping, huge, tight and strong. His chest, male, and beautiful. A flat toned exquisite stomach. His abs hot, and delicious. He looked dominating, strong, powerful, and his body beautifully sculptured. A shiver ran down her spine, her eyes fascinated and mesmerized by what they saw. Taking off his jeans, he stood there like a beautiful Greek God! His body shined in the dim light of lamps. He looked gorgeous, delicious, tempting! Her gaze ran up and down his body, hungry, and hot. He looked like a fantasy, his strength, his perfect muscular body, his mesmerizing chest everything captivated her to no end. He leaned down, placing, pushing his weight on hers. Legs over her bare legs. His huge frame covered her small fragile one. He looked deep into her eyes, and whispered softly, "Theres so much i can teach you in this one night, so much i want to." Eagerness gripped her, she moved up and captured his lips. Her hands ran over his smooth, chest, his hard abs, touching, exploring it. His body, smooth, and inviting, deliciously capturing made her dizzy in need. His control slowly evacuated out of his body. Her touch was doing wonders to him. His hands reached down, pushing up the towel, touching her skin ever so delicately, he caressed her every inch deeply. Lips tangled, they kissed endlessly, breathlessly, voracious, luscious, their tenderness met to create wildness. His hand reached at her back, as he softly untied the knot, and unwrapped her. Her eyes snapped, lids lifted. She saw him unwrapping her slowly, and the only barrier, flew across the room and landed down. The sight was beautiful, heavenly, gorgeous and too debilitating. His eyes studied her every inch, her inviting curves properly, attentively! He lowered down, pushing himself into her. His lips reached the sensitive point of her neck. His hands softly wrapped around her thighs reaching up, his fingers again parted her legs delicately, playing with her sensitive flesh. He breathed through the heat that radiated across the room, her breathless gasps, the intensity and the beckoning pleasure that was so brutal that he couldnt breathe!

He moved down, his lips kissing the tip of her chin, when she moved her hands into his hair and pulled him closer. His nose brushed against hers, and slowly softly he spoke, "Say it Riddhima! Say it!" He knew what he was dying to hear, she knew what he was asking! The silence,the serenity that spread across the room, for a brief moment, felt like ages, slowly, softly the whisper left her mouth - the words, he was dying, waiting badly to hear, and once they did it was heaven!

"I love you Armaan"

The tears fell down, their hearts danced with joy, and souls at peace! Happiness gushed inside him, indescribable, uncountable! She loved him! He smiled, then cried, his eyes twinkled with love! His love for Her!

"I love you, I love you too!" he whispered over her lips, and the very next moment her lips were inside his, loved, pleasured sucked by him.

"and i cant believe you just seduced me for that." he smiled softly, a sly devilish smile, as his hands seductively moved up her exquisite breasts, and spoke dropping down, "After all im your seduction teacher! aint I?"

She placed her lips over his, taking in the warmth of each other. Like waves piling on the shore, they surged together. Sensations swelled like the incoming tide, rolling ever higher.

They re-united, became one!