Pt1/2/3'Debt To Pleasure' Thrd1 Pg4/23/67 - Page 2

"Vicky, they are following me!" Geet yelled over the phone, running as fast as she could. They both knew that it was a dangerous area and they shouldn't have been here alone, but it was due to Geet's coercion and compulsion that they both were stuck here, at the middle of the night.

"Did you get something?" Vicky asked worriedly, gulping hard. The poor soul was terrified to death. Never in his life, had he taken such a big risk.

"Stupid, I have got a CD as an evidence but I will hand over the CD to you, if I would stay alive. I said they are following me. I can hear them approaching me. And I can't run faster. Come near that big tree, I showed you, we need to run and we need to run now. Come and get me from there." Geet said, trying to catch her breath at the same time. She shoved her mobile in her bag, while running.

She glanced back once again, but couldn't find anyone. She could still hear their footsteps. It was impossible for her, to run more. She could feel a terrifying sort of a chill, coursing through her body, a chill that you experience on a dangerous roller coaster ride.

"I can't stop, I am Geet Handa, I can't give up so soon. I have to run. I can escape them." She thought, holding her bag's strap in one hand and her other hand was holding her stomach that was aching, due to excessive running.

Geet stopped, when she heard the roar of an engine, and her gaze flew in that direction. A well-built guy was sitting on an expensive heavy bike. His face was concealed becuase of the helmet he was wearing. Geet was panting badly and was trying to catch her breath while her eyes were fixed on that person.

She couldn't see him, but she could feel his heated gaze on her. Strangely, amidst all the danger, she felt secured, she felt safe. She was oblivious to the fact that the person was Maan Singh Khurana, known as MSK. And he was the same person from whom she needed to run. He was dangerous, he was lethal.

Maan was following her, just to get that video. But the moment his eyes fell on her face, he was shaken to the core. He could feel as if her eyes could look through him, like they could see the things, hidden in the deep corners of his heart. His gaze fell on her lips and he couldn't look away.

There was a strong attraction, like a magnetic force that was forcing him to taste them once, just once. Her milky white skin, innocence on her face, her rosy lips and her long hair that were scattered right now, everything was attracting him. This strong unnamed urge was beyond the comprehension. He hated her for doing this to him and he hated this feeling even more.

Concentrate Maan, nothing is more important than your work. You can't afford to take any risk. He thought, gazing at her face.

"Please, drop me near that big tree, on the main road. I need to get out of here." Geet said, breaking his reverie.

You may come across some things in life, which would have no explanation or rationality in them. Some things are beyond comprehension of sanity. This was exactly the situation. She somehow trusted him, trusted the enemy from whom she was supposed to run, and trusted a total stranger. She had no reason but she believed her instincts and her heart.

He gave the engine a couple of muscular revs, signaling her to sit behind him. Without thinking, she paced towards the bike and somehow she managed to sit on that heavy bike.

"Hold me," He ordered and without hesitating, she held him tightly. But she felt him getting rigid as soon as she touched him. He increased the speed of the bike, but clenched his jaw, because of the sensation that coursed through him, just by her simple touch.

It was a full moon night. He drove through narrow streets that had a lot of turns. Cold wind blew her hair away. He stopped the bike when they reached that tree, on the main road.

He swung off and kicked the tire of the bike in frustration. Geet failed to understand reason of his outburst. She tried to ease off but was it was a difficult task, in that dress of hers.

Grabbing her waist, Maan plucked her off as if she was weightless and help her stand. She shuddered because of his raw touch. He had simply touched her, without her permission, as if he owned her.

"Give me that CD." He said, removing his helmet. His voice was cold, devoid of any emotion.

"Hell," She gasped because he was the same person from whom she had been running.

Geet felt a strange pang in her heart. She had trusted him and he was after that video. He was his enemy. Why had she trusted a stranger? She felt betrayed and that enraged her.

"Never," She retorted back as she took a few steps backword. Her face had turned pale.

But he was a kind of person, who got what he wanted. Without sparing her a second glance, he grabbed her bag and found her camera. Throwing her bag on her, he opened the camera, to get the CD. Damn, it was empty. She had already removed and hidden that CD somewhere.

"I want that damn CD." He roared and she clutched her bag closer to her chest. Her mobile started ringing, she hurriedly took it out but it was instantly snatched by Maan. He turned on the speaker phone.

"Hey Mr XYZ, whoever you are. Leave her. If you dared to touch her, I would have enough proof against you. I am making video of you right now. I can clearly see you. And I have already informed the police. They would be here any moment. And if you try to harm her, everything would be recoded." Vicky warned him. The poor guy tried his best to sound intimidating but his trembling voice and his stammering couldn't conceal his fear.

"MSK," he said and paused.

"The name is MSK, and you are a fool to threaten me." He said, throwing her mobile away, breaking it into pieces.

"I am asking for the last time, give me that CD or else.." He was on verge of losing his patience. It has been enough. A mere girl was refusing him and was wasting his precious time.

"No, I won't." She refused, looking straight into his eyes, despite the fear she felt. She was a little confident because she had heard Vicky over the phone.

"What you will do? You will harm me? Beware, everything is being recoded. Whatever you would do here, would be on air tommorow. You can't harm me, you fool. Tell me? What are you going to do, now?"

That was it; he lost the last bits of patience, left in him. Leaning a little, he slammed his lips on hers.

He had been yearning to taste her once. And now it was impossible to restrain that urge. Giving in to that forbidden desire, he sucked her lips harder.

Her body was paralyzed due to the shock. She couldn't wriggle or fight him away. This was the first time, someone had kissed her. She could do nothing but to experience the first kiss of her life.

He was totally lost in her and his hands started to grip her waist tightly. Unable to control, he entered his tongue in her mouth, to explore the deep secrets. Her one touch had awakened the demon inside him, which had been hidden for a long time or he had assumed that it never existed at all.

Lost in this pleasure, slowly she started to give in to this feeling, claiming his rough lips inside her mouth. This forbidden pleasure had rendered her senseless, making it impossible for her to hold back.

They both kissed each other, forgetting their surroundings, experiencing the first kiss of their life.

It is said that the decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender.

Next: Part 2

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