Warning this content I am posting may contain some very Er*tic and Se*ually Explicit Scenes in some chapters since I have adopted this story line & L*vemaking scenes from a Favourite Mills& Boon novel of mine so people read @ ur own Risk!!
Chapter Seven
Jai took his time driving her home. He wanted to savor having her next to him for as long as possible. "Do you open tomorrow, or does Rano?"
Bani turned towards him. She'd been far away, and he'd left her to her thoughts. After all, he'd dumped a remarkable amount of information on her in a short amount of time, and she'd handled it remarkably well. He was so proud of her he was ready to burst with it.
"Actually, I close tomorrow and Rano opens. Rano closes Saturday."
Jai smiled in pure anticipation. "Good. We can take our time tonight. Aditya's got the early morning, I have late shift."
Her shiver of response was enough to send heat flooding his system.
"Bani?"
"Hmm?"
He was truly curious about her responses, so he asked, "You took everything I told you really well."
"I've never understood the woe-is-me thing. I mean, the hottest guy in town just told me he wants me badly enough to bite me and make me like him, and now he wants to drag me home and ravish me. I'm going to, what, run screaming into the night? Oh, no! I'm a Puma now! My life is over! Sob!" Bani rolled her eyes. "I mean, don't get me wrong, it's still freaking me out a bit, and it's probably going to cost me a fortune in bikini waxing, but it's not the end of my world."
Jai nearly ran off the road. "You get a bikini wax?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Hell yes."
Her laughter filled up all the empty places inside him he hadn't even known were there.
"If Ranveer and Rano get together, does that mean he'll bite her?"
Jai nodded. "If he wants to mate her, he'll have to bite her. And from what he told me, he wants to mate her."
Bani gave him a speculative look out of the corner of her eye. "How many women have you bitten?"
"As a mate, or to turn?"
Bani growled, startled at how possessive she felt. "How many mates do you have?"
"Only one, Curana." He took his hand off the steering wheel to stroke the back of her neck soothingly.
Bani still glared at him. "And how many women have you turned?"
"Two, not counting you."
"Oh?"
Jai grinned at her possessive tone. "One as a favor to Danraj, one because it was the only way I could think of to fix a problem she had. And, no, I can't explain it further than that; it's not my secret to tell."
"Did you have s*x with the women you turned?" His slight wince was all the answer she needed. "Who?"
"Bani?"
"Who? Pia."
Jai sighed. "Pia."
Bani groaned. "How did I know you were going to say that?"
"What can I say? I was young and stupid."
"Was she the favor or the problem?"
"Danraj asked me to turn her. Maybe he thought, since Purva and I didn't hit it off, that Pia would turn out to be my mate."
"Especially since the two of you were already doing the mattress mambo?"
Jai flushed. "We broke up soon after that."
Bani remembered the circumstances of the break up, and winced. "So it had nothing to do with how she insulted me," she muttered, not thinking about how that would sound.
"It had everything to do with how she insulted you." When she looked at him, confused, he smiled. It wasn't pleasant. "She was very good at hiding how much of a bitch she really is. I broke up with her that night over what she said about you, and what she wanted to do about Rano's punch stunt." He shuddered. "She's been on my tail since I got back into town. So far nothing I've done has gotten her to leave me alone." Jai's smile was cheerful. "But I have the feeling you won't have that problem."
Jai turned into his driveway and pressed the button to open the garage door. He lived in a lovely historic house his parents had left to him when they retired to Florida. The home was craftsman in style, built early in the twentieth century, and had been lovingly restored by the entire Walia family. The dark gray gable roof was set off by rich mahogany brown shingles and bright white trim work, with rich red fieldstone set around the base of the house. The front had that beautiful pillar and post design, with a covered porch that wrapped around to the left side of the house. The elder Walias had added on a two-car garage and utility room to the right side of the house. They'd made the extension look like just another part of the house by having the garage entrance on the side rather than the front. The windows along the front matched the rest of the house. Bani had never been inside, but she'd always admired it from afar.
Jai pulled into the garage and turned off the Durango. He reached up and pressed a button, closing the garage door behind them. He turned to her with a solemn joy that startled her.
"Welcome home, Curana."
Bani opened her mouth to reply, but he was already getting out of the SUV. She hopped out on her own, ignoring the amused shake of his head. He waited for her to round the hood of the car before opening the door into the utility room.
She started to step through the door but he startled her. With a swift move he picked her up, ignoring her gasp of surprise. He carried her into the utility room. "Get the door, will you?"
She reached out with a foot and kicked the door shut.
He laughed. "The other one."
She leaned down and opened the door into the rest of the house.
He carried her into a kitchen straight out of her fantasies. It was laid out in a u-shape with simple arts and crafts style cherry cabinets with silver handles. Stainless steel appliances gleamed in the gentle light Jai had left on, their lines set off by the beautiful black granite countertops. Cherry hardwood covered the floors from the kitchen into the breakfast area off on the right where a round table and four Shaker style chairs sat. The windows in the breakfast nook ran nearly floor to ceiling, with a simple geometric design set into the top panel. He'd painted the walls a rich sage green and the traditional trim around the windows a bright white.
Without pausing, Jai carried her through the kitchen, past the breakfast nook and into the great room. The sage green walls, cherry floors and white trim carried through into this room. A vaulted ceiling with skylights gave the room the feeling of being huge. A large reddish brown leather sofa dominated the great room. It rested on a bold area rug done in a geometric pattern of reds, blacks and greens. It faced a set of built-in cherry cabinets along one wall that doubled as the entertainment center with bookshelves on either side. The fireplace, on the opposite wall, was decorated with the same fieldstone that was outside the house. She caught a glimpse of the huge double doors at the front of the house before Jai carried her past the fireplace down a short corridor and through another door.
A king size cherry wood sleigh bed dominated the room. It was covered in a crazy quilt of geometric designs in bold blues, reds and blacks. He'd painted the walls a warm terra cotta, with framed black and white prints by Escher, whimsical brain twisters that would normally capture her attention but, now, barely registered.
She could make out the master bathroom through the open doorway, barely. The cabinets in there appeared to match the ones in the kitchen, but the room was dominated by the massive oval tub, surrounded by rich, highly polished tumbled stones inset with black ceramic diamonds. The same tumbled stone was on the floor. The room had been painted a dark red wine color.
Bani realized Jai had stopped moving. Looking up at him, she found him staring down at her with a quizzical look. "Well?"
Bani blushed. She'd been rubbernecking in Jai's house, trying to take in everything at once. "It's incredible."
He smiled with satisfaction. "If there's anything you want to change, you'll have to let me know." Gently he placed her on the quilt. "This is now as much your house as mine."
Bani's mouth fell open as he toed off his shoes and socks. "You're kidding me, right?"
Jai began unbuttoning his shirt, diverting her attention from his whole "Mi casa es su casa" attitude. "I was in Ranveer's shop when you called about the Madonna, you know."
"Oh. Really?" she replied absently. She could barely speak as Jai unveiled the finest chest it had ever been her privilege to see. It was lightly sprinkled with light brown hairs, trailing down his stomach to point directly into his pants. Dark brown nipples peeped out from the hair, tempting her into some very sinful thoughts.
"Yes, I was. And you know what?"
Bani didn't know her own name; Jai was unbuttoning his jeans. "Um, nope."
"You live up to your voice," Jai purred as he slipped his jeans down his legs.
"Urgh," Bani choked, "n*ked." She could feel her eyes bugging out of her head. Jai went commando. A sinful buffet of man-flesh was laid out before her in one single sweep of his hands. She didn't know whether to sigh or to sob.
"Yes, I am." Jai laughed huskily. "Now it's your turn."
Bani bit her lip, a sudden attack of shyness nearly paralyzing her. Jai didn't know it yet, but he'd be her first, and from the look on his face she'd better tell him soon.
"Jai?" Bani sat there, her hands clenched in her lap, her gaze riveted to his c*ck. The thing looked huge, all v**ned and r*d, and pointed straight at her. A small dr*p of liquid seeped from the sl*t. It tw*tched a salute to her rapt attention.
"Yes, Bani?"
Her gaze lifted to his; unknown to her, they'd turned pure, molten gold. "You remember the talk of other men?"
He growled low in his throat and crawled onto the bed.
"Eep," she whispered, lying down as he prowled up her body.
"You were saying?" he whispered huskily as he settled his n*ked body between her thighs. He brushed against her cheek with his lips, a caress so soft she barely felt it. It sent a shiver down her spine. Those same lips continued their incredible journey, trailing down the side of her neck to settle on the bite he'd given her outside the restaurant. Goose bumps raced up and down her arms as he moved his hips in a sinuous motion, brushing his n*ked c*ck against her m**nd.
"Um, there weren't," she squeaked, unconsciously arching up into his body as he scrapped his teeth along his mark.
"Weren't what?" he muttered, one hand moving up to start sliding her camisole up her stomach. He paused long enough to caress her there, trailing fire in his wake.
"Any other men."
His hand stopped.
His mouth stopped.
His hips stopped. She was really sad when his hips stopped.
Edited by heermann - 15 years ago
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