M feeling so nervous! Shit! Ok. I hope this part matches ur expectations!! :)
20. Momentary Healing The Hurt Hearts.
"You look beautiful..." Kyle whispered into her ears, while they swayed to a slow number at the dance floor of the well decorated birthday party hall. Though Sanyuta was not listening- her brain was busy understanding her dad's gift and her eyes along with her heart were stuck on Randhir, who aimlessly was seated at the bar smoking yet another cigarette, much to Sanyukta's irritation. On feeling her gaze on him, Randhir shifted his gaze from the bar counter to Sanyukta, their eyes met for a brief eye lock. Within seconds Randhir looked away, clutching the glass his left hand was holding, as Kyle's palm rubbed Sanyukta's back. His knuckles went red on seeing Sanyukta's hand around his neck.
*Boom*
The glass in Randhir's hand reflected the state of his heart- broken. Blood began oozing out from his hand, making Sanyukta cringe in pain at the sight in front of her. Why was he hurting himself so much? Why wasnt he understanding that the more he hurt himself, the more pain she felt!!
"Are u listening Sanyukta?" Kyle gently lifted her chin on noticing Sanyukta's lost expression.
"Ha..Ya..." She faked a smile looking away, though her heart stopped beating on feeling Kyle's breath on her lips, which was making
her feel pukey and disgusted. Fear gripped her entire body on understanding what exactly Kyle was upto- No. He could not kiss her.
No one had that right except Randhir. Randhir...Her heart stopped beating for the second time on feeling Randhir's piercing gaze adhered to them. She placed her hand on Kyle's chest, trying to push him away, but it was too late. Kyle had already pressed his lips againt hers, making Sanyukta's eyes brim with tears. How could she let anyone else except Randhir kiss her?!
Her heart began sinking on realising what she had done, though she couldn't help but wonder -Wasn't this exactly her motive- to break him to the point of no return? Then why did it hurt so much now?
While Randhir clutched the broken glass, which pierced further into his bleeding skin. The entire hall suddenly blurred in front of his eyes
due to the tears that were swimming in them. His lips curved into a painful smile, as Sanyukta had managed to give him a fresh deep
wound on his already scarred heart. Unable to bear the sight in front of him, he walked away lighting yet another cigaratte...
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The tears continously flowing through her eyes were causing her a headache, but she could not just forgive herself for what
she had done today- she had let another man touch her, inspite of reserving that right exclusively for Randhir. And his broken condition was aggravating her guilt and pain, stabbing her heart way too many times. There he stood near the window of his room, smoking, his feet
were covered in a pile of cigarrates, clearly indicating he had been smoking continuously for a while now.
She couldn't help but thank Arpita for gving her the duplicate keys to his apartment, or else, she would have to break in his apartment which would be impossible considering the fact that it stood on the 10 the floor.
Calming herself, Sanyukta took tiny steps towards Randhir.
"How is he in bed?" Sensing her presence, Randhir turned to face Sanyukta, while she halted mid way, a fresh set of tears falling through her eyes on witnessing his pain and hurt.
"Randhir!" Running to him, she hit his chest hard in disbelief. How could he even think like that..?
"THe way u thought I think of u to b a wh**e.." He answered her unasked question, violently grabbing her waist with one hand, the other brushed its fingers on her lips, making her shut her eyes in anticipation of a kiss. All she wanted right now, was to feel Randhir. She wanted him to kiss her, touch her, make her his. She wanted him to end their suffering, to let him know that if anyone had any right on her- physical or emotional, it was him. And only him. She clutched his collar, urging him to go on, and soo Randhir hardly placed his lips on hers, biting her lower lip in anger. She pulled him closer through his neck, wanting to feel every inch of him, while his hands urgently stroked her back, making Sanyukta moan in pleasure.
"Whose better Sanyukta? Me or him?" He whispered against her lips, abruptly breaking the kiss, his tone taunting. But the feel of his lips on hers was heavenly, and Sanyukta had no clue what the hell he was talkin about! She pulled his face closer through his collar, and began sucking his lower lip, her hands unbuttoning his shirt.
"Tell me sanyukta..." he managed to utter tryin to calm his uneven breath, his hands trying hard to not enter her blue tube top. He shut his eyes on feeling her lips on his collar bone, her hands sensously stroking his abs, voicing her not so innocent intentions through her actions. He clenched her top in his fists on feeling his skin in between her teeth, numbing all his senses. Her touch was arousing in him all those bottled up emotions and desires, that he had been surpessing ever since he came to London. For a moment, he actually considered slipping his hands into her top, to caress her soft skin, but he resisted the temptation, for any reciprocation from him meant that Sanyukta would yet again misunderstand his love for Lust.
"Sanyukta...Stop it..." He sounded intoxicated as her lips travelled to his stomach, her hands clutched his jeans for a proper grip.
Sanyukta was in no mood of stopping, and her lips went further down placing soft kisses right above his belt buckle, her hands accidentally touched his crotch, which was nothing less than an electric shock for Randhir, who immediately pulled her hair to make her face him, his heart beating frantically due to her actions.
"What do u think u r doing Sanyukta?" He asked her, pushing her against the wall behind, his hands gripping her shoulder, while her breath was far from even. But in response, Sanyukta smacked her lips on his again, her hands clutched his hair, arousing in Randhir those wild emotions,
he had been taming ever since he came to London. She accidently bit his tongue that had entered into her mouth, indicating how intoxicated she was on his love, his touch and his passion. Breathless, she let go off his lips, while he stared at her passion filled eyes, which were doing things to him. Her touch today was evoking in him all the wrong thoughts, and he knew he had to stop before things went out of control. But the way she was looking at him was making it impossible for him to think straight.
His hands entered into her tube top, seductively caressing her back, slowly moving towards the hook of her bra, halting right there.
Sanyukta shut her eyes on feeling his hands there, hoping he would pick up the clue and unhook it, but that did not happen. Instead, he removed his hands from her top, let go off her, and walked back wards, creating some distance between them.
"Randhir?" She stared at him in confusion. Why the hell did he stop?
"I..I dont lust you Sanyukta..." He whispered, continuing to walk backwards.
"I dont want u to think I lust u..." The fear in his voice left Sanyukta in tears, as realisation struck her- she had indeed broken Randhir
competely. She had hurt Randhir to such an extent, that she herself was unable to mend him! She went and stood in front of him,
staring into his fear filled eyes.
"I never kissed Kyle till today.." Her eyes wandered from his eyes to his lips, and back to his eyes.
"I never could..It felt wrong..." She whispered wrapping her hands around his neck, while Randhir stared into her eyes.
"U kissed him today..." He clenched his fists, his anger and jealousy evident.
"He kissed me today...I did not.." She corrected his statement, fidgeting with the buttons of his open shirt, her eyes too were stuck on
them.
"We..We..can do this some other time..when..u r sure I love u.." Randhir's fingers caressed her waist, his eyes gazed into hers, her hands
were busy fidgeting with his shirt buttons. Randhir did not want her to let him make love to her, just because he was broken and needed mending. He did not want her to believe he was here for her body!
Yes, Randhir wanted her to feel every inch of his love, he wanted her to make her understand the importance
she held in his life...But he was willing to wait for as much time she wished to make him wait. Sanyukta shut her eyes in defeat- What the hell had she done to Randhir?! Fear had gripped him to such an extent that her acceptance too was not being able to free him of it.
She opened her eyes, naughtiness twinkling in them. Catching both his hands, she forced them in her top, wanting to feel his touch
on her skin. Randhir lost his last strand of self control on realising that she had very much understood and accepted his love, and violently pulled her top upwards to expose her belly.
Finally getting the desired response, Sanyukta removed his half open shirt, pushed him on the bed behind, and sat on his tummy, pulling over her head her half removed top. She threw the top on the floor, such that
it now accompanied his shirt there. Randhir shut his eyes in pleasure as Sanyukta left damp kisses all over his bare body, she moved herself abit lower, to easily access his belt buckle. After reasonable struggling, she managed to unbuckle his belt, and it fell on the floor. Sanyukta halted her desires for a moment, her fingers shivering unable
to decide whether to proceed or not. Randhir opened his eyes to look into hers, a slight blush glowing in her eyes due to the thought of what she was upto.
Randhir smiled on seeing her blush, getting the cue of what she wanted to do, he gently held her hand and placed it on his most aroused part,
making Sanyukta go wild in pleasure, and igniting a ferocious fire of desire in Randhir.
He turned them over to lay on top of her, and began placing urgent kisses all along her throat, going down to her cleavage, to her
navel , and stopping right at the zip of her mini skirt. His hands fidgeted with the hook of her bra, one of hers, dug its nails deep into his back, the other clutched his hair, pushing his head on the zip of her skirt, urging him to go on. She wanted to feel his lips on her wetness, and more than that she wanted to feel him inside her. Randhir's hands, left the hook of her bra to gently open the zip of her skirt, and pulled her skirt along with her underwear to expose her completely. He gently caressed her bare
thigh, while Sanyukta pressed her thighs together with his hand in between, clearly depicting the urgency with which she wanted him inside her. With half open eyes and an erratic breath, her shivering fingers unbuttoned his jeans button, while his free hand stroked her bare back, unhooking the hook of her bra.
"Randhir..." The pleasure in her voice as she let go off his hand from her thighs, evoked in Randhir feelings he had never felt before.
He placed wet kisses on her thighs, whilst Sanyukta tried to lower his jeans and boxers, in which she finally succeeded. Randhir
got off the bed to completely remove them, and lay back on her once done. Sanyukta wrapped her legs around his, seductively caressing his legs with hers making Randhir go wild, her hand pulled his hair for another kiss. Though he gained control of his hormones to utter,
"Sanyukta..I love u...We can stop if u want to.." He breathed against her lips, gently stroking her curves, resisting Sanyukta's attempt to kiss him.
Sanyukta opened her shut eyes in disbelief, a tiny tear escaped through the corner of her eye- After covering such a long distance, he
was willing to return without reaching the destination just for her? She mentally stabbed herself a hundred times for calling his love to be lust!
She let go off his hair, brought one hand of hers to his lips, gently brushing them, her eyes staring into his.
"Randhir..I love u.." Her drunk voice and desire filled inviting eyes was enough for him to understand what she wanted.
"I love u too..." His hands pinned hers on either side.
"Randhir...I need u...now...please..." She was practically pleading him to enter her, increasing his already burning passion, strengthening
his desires a hundred times.
He gently entered into her, while his lips kissed hers, to ensure she was alright.
"You are fine?" Upon exiting, he broke the kiss and opened his eyes, only to witness tears flowing through her eyes.
"Oh shit! I was rough..M so.." She pulled him for another kiss, making it clear to him, that the tears were tears of happiness!
Finally exhausted, she left his lips and he rolled over, laying besides her. Pulling the blanket, he covered their bare bodies.
"Sanyukta..M sorry..."
"Shhh!!" She placed her finger on his lips, leaning over him.
"Dont ruin the moment..." Pecking his lips, she placed her head on his chest, inhaling his intoxicating cologne. He gripped her waist.
"Can i ask u something?" He gently stroked her hair.
"Hmmm.." She smiled.
"Why dont you like your birthday?" He placed a kiss in her hair. Sanyukta simply smiled on hearing his question- out of everyone,
it had to be him to notice her uneasiness and restlessness through out the day.
"My mom had to chose between her and me..She chose me..." He felt the wetness of her tears on his chest.
"That is why your dad..." Randhir tightened his grip on her waist.
"And that is why, my dad can never gift me the Agarwal empire.." She rose her head from his chest to glance at his face.
"Lets not ruin the moment..." Randhir tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, his gaze fixed on it. Sanyukta again smiled, burying in his chest- Yes. There were a bunch of unanswered questions. There were yet many mysteries surrounding Randhir that she had to unveil. She was not certain what the future had in store for their relationship. But right now, she loved him, he loved her, and that was all that mattered. Atleast for the moment.
Done! Plz do tell me whether it was fine. Sorry if it was not upto the mark!!
Edited by winchesters - 10 years ago
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