“We should just hook up whenever we want until you get married to who your Mum picks” she said quietly “Everyone can get what they want then…”
He stopped eating and just stared
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Good Girl
“The assumptions behind that question are so misguided it frightens me”
“I am not assuming anything, A” she quietly mutilated her baingan
“You are assuming I too only want to hook up right?”
“I have to, because Its ridiculous to assume you want to go through the torture of the pain and suffering your parents are putting you through otherwise” she ate without looking at him
“So you ARE agreeing it hurts me when they say I cannot marry you?” he nailed her to the wall
She turned red self consciously
“Look up at me right now Mrunalini” he hissed
“No” she mumbled and continued to play with her food
He paused and sat quiet
She just played with her food“I don’t believe we were put on earth for our paths to cross”
“Are u through yet?”
“No…. we met we had a baby and that was it… don’t make it sound like we belong together”
He quietly reached and lifted her chin up
“Didn’t you just acknowledge my parents are hurting me by disallowing our wedding?”
Her cheeks were aflame
“Umm.. maybe”
“So you just acknowledged “Aatreya is in love with me so his parents proposal hurts him like hell”
He didn’t let go
“OK may be…” pulling her face away “U can love me… but that still doesn’t mean we belong together
He just dragged her closer
“Aatreyaa…” she scowled
“I have to gloat I have had very few wins” he chuckled trying not to laugh
She pulled away or tried to
He pinned her down and mounted her just looking at her face
“If your son is awake, he is going to walk in on us”
“MY son? That’s two wins in a day… I better leave when I am ahead” he whispered
Hovering over her lips
His hands going down to her legs to feel her soft skin under the skimpy cotton draw string shorts
His fingers creeping under the back to cup her…
She pushed herself against him to free herself they rolled on the dhurrie, his smile was wicked as he rubbed her curves slowly
“I am never going to tire of this” he complimented
“Oh well sir… that’s exactly why I am dressed this way” she whispered loosening up and feeling his beautiful hair
He gently lifted her tee with his chin and stared at the orange lace and bend down reverentially to nuzzle the soft side, inhaling deeply, flicking his tongue over the raspy lace where the swelling underslope met the underside of her ribcage… she arched holding his head in place
“Kiss me beautiful” he whispered after a few minutes of foraging on her chest, the teasing glint of his eyes embarrassing her
His eyes slumberous, his fingers leaving her back curves to hold her chin, fitting his mouth perfectly on hers, darting his tongue between her teeth… “I wont stop” he growled
“Don’t then” she said lazily “Are u OK with your dates”
She chuckled at his concern… they didn’t check about that at Lonavla… well he used protection
But she had to have Dhru.. her sweet Dhru
“No more kids with me… that’s a good idea” she goaded him, he punished her for it
His palm now going over her mound to knead the tip, having her moan in blissful excitement
The mingled scent of their heated bodies heady and hit her brain like raw alcohol he cursed when he could not undo her hook… ripping it off her skin
His tongue running over the rigid crowns
Took her hand and placed it on his lower body
With intense urgency they found themselves helping the other person get rid of whatever clothes remained on their body, guiding him into the silky heat for physical union. She shuddered gasping a cry as it mingled with his answering groan of completion.
He lifted her up and took her to the divan
Stayed close, covering them up with a sheet
She fell asleep he got up to clean up the food, and returned and joined her
She opened her eyes to look at him and rolled away
“I promise, just one more time” he whispered on her shoulder rolling her on to her back
This one was long and scalding hot…”I need to go to work” she begged after he was done
“I do too” he whispered on her sweaty chest, as his body still shook from the aftermath
“Then stop begging for more”
“U sound like you are talking to Dhru” he growled resting on her body, using the nickname she used for her son, breaking his Pa’s rule about “Full name only”
“He is not this bad” she yawned falling asleep again bearing his sweet weight
“We are getting married soon Mrunalini, get that into your head… I am done j----g off by myself”
He left at 5 AM ish, she watched him leave, he paused by the front door to lock gazes with her
She lay in bed savoring her happiness
His mother sent her a terse text at 7 AM
“After everything I requested from you it was not very polite, what you did” “I expect this much at least from a girl from good family”
She seethed
Just got ready and took her kid to school
“Dinner after I drop my parents off?” “My place?”
“You have the nerve” she sent him an image of his mother’s text
“She will get over it… I had to listen to worse!” he said coolly
“She is YOUR Mum”
He called she didn’t answer
She had to go see Sameena, some retching, some crying some ranting later… she calmed down
He sent dinner over, since he had last minute meetings
He called her many times
“Stop it… answer the f---g phone” he texted
She called him back at 11:15 PM
“want to get married tomorrow?” he demanded
“No… I am just not brave enough to deal with your parents” she sobbed
“LET ME” he begged
Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon
Jodha Akbar
