Just posting Part A, girls. Will post Part B over the weekend. Cheers 😃
Sitting next to him in the car, Prachi watched him from the corner of her eyes. Dressed in an expensive black suit with a crisp white shirt and a red tie, Milind looked an absolute eye candy. His unruly curly hair and dark rugged features in the moonlit night made him look strikingly handsome. Just then Milind turned towards her and flashed a bright smile and her breath caught in her throat. He hadn't spoken much to her but his eyes made up for that. His heated, appreciative gaze roamed over her curves drawing a deep blush from her. Though revelling in the admiration in his eyes, she chided him silently for his blatant appraisal especially in front of her friends.
At the church lawn, he had just walked towards her and stood in front of her and slowly placed a hand on his heart. That gesture itself had melted her heart and his words after that made her aware of the power she held over him. He had dipped his head and asked her if she was trying to kill him that evening and if she had been, then she had succeeded completely. She had just smiled shyly, her eyes downcast. They were brought back to the world by Lisa's loud clearing of her throat. She had nudged Prachi warningly and when Milind said that he would bring Prachi home late, she had just smiled at them gesturing them to go on. She had also warned Milind not to be too late. The men had become busy with Peter and it was easy for Prachi to slip away from the crowd.
Now Prachi was in the car with Milind and he hadn't even told her where they were going. She watched him silently wondering what he was so deeply thinking about. The silence in the car apart from the soft music that was playing in the background somehow made the drive even more sensual and Prachi was very aware of him tonight. As the car entered the now familiar gates of the plantation, Prachi looked at him surprise. He just smiled at her and brought the car to a halt near the bamboo house.
Holding the door open for her to get out of the car, he said with a small smile at the question in her eyes, "We will just take it from where we left that day", he said naughtily and winked at her, "And I meant only dinner", he continued huskily. Holding her around her shoulder, he walked up the stairs. Gesturing to her to step inside, he bowed gallantly, "Come on, Princess, dinner awaits you". With a happy giggle, Prachi entered the softly lit lounge. She could see the table set up for dinner near the large glass windows looking out towards the stream. Walking up to the music player, he slotted in a CD and soft music filled the room. He lit up the candles on the table and the few others around the room and turned off the electric lights. Pulling out the chair for her, he made her sit and drapping his coat on the back of the other chair, he sat down, his eyes drinking her appearance all the while. The candle light played wonders on her skin, making his heart thump even more wildly. He suddenly wondered if it was a good idea to arrange this cosy private dinner. He willed his senses and his hands to stay in control.
Taking her hand in his, he kissed her fingers softly, "You like Shankar's cooking, don't you? That's why I arranged this. Do you like it?", his voice was sensously husky. Prachi nodded slowly, her eyes shying away from his as she was struggling to react normally in the very intimate atmosphere. She gave a relieved sigh when Milind suggested that they eat. Conversation was slow and the clunk of cutlery over china was soft as the tension in the atmosphere grew. Feeling very hot under his collar, Milind pulled at his tie undoing it completely and let it drape around his shoulders. Rolling up his sleeves, he undid a few buttons trying to breathe slightly better. He couldn't take his eyes off her and all he wanted to do was to pull her in his arms and kiss her senseless. But not trusting himself to stop with just kissing her, he struggled to concentrate on dinner. His eyes strayed back to her pink lips softly moving as she spoke and eat. Giving up after a few attempts, he pushed his plate away, "Sorry, I don't think that I can eat anymore", he said with a slight grimace. Relieved, Prachi pushed her plate away too. She was struggling to keep her eyes away from his chest, exposed to her shy gaze through the half undone shirt.
Prachi got up and stood near the window, watching the beauty of the night outside. She could see the glimmer of the moon light on the stream. It was a beautiful night. Everything looked even more beautiful tonight, she thought to herself with a sigh. Her heartbeat had increased steadily and her hands were feeling clammy. She didn't understand why she was feeling so restless tonight. She shivered as she felt his breath at the back of her neck. "Its full moon tonight", he said softly turning her towards him slighlty. Tracing her pink cheek, he groaned, "You are so beautiful tonight, Cherry and I am struggling to keep my hands off you", he said honestly and she blushed even more.
He caught her wrist as she tried to move away from him. He raised her hand to his lips and kissed it softly, "Dance with me tonight", he commanded huskily and pulled her towards him. Gasping as her hands made contact with his chest, she shook her head slowly and gasped even louder as she felt his hand on her bare waist. Squirming as his fingers traced her soft skin, she looked up at him and felt the full blast of his heated gaze.
Not able to withstand it, she closed his eyes with her hand, "Don't look at me like that", she said her voice shaky.
A slow smile played at his lips, Milind said, "I don't need my eyes to look at you", his lips ticklish against her hand.
Removing her hand, she looked at him naughtily, "Really, Milind. Lets see". She pulled the tie from around his shoulders and tied it around his eyes, successfully blindfolding him. "Well, you don't need your eyes to see me, do you? Now, catch me if you can, Milind", she giggled naughtily, quickly moving away from him.
Milind's mouth went completely dry. Blindfolded now, his already hightened senses had gone completely into a overdrive. "God, Does she even realise how arousing this actually is?", he groaned silently to himself. And he knew that she was completely unaware of her innocently arousing move. Taking a shuddering breath, he challenged her, "And if I catch you, what would you do, Prachi?".
Cocking her head to one side, she giggled at his blind movements, "Umm, anything you want me to do", she said.
Milind groaned again silently. "Forget God, It looks as if the devil himself is against him tonight", he thought. "You better keep your word", he muttered and lunghed to catch her.
Quickly ducking out of his way, Prachi giggled again. "Oh, this is so much fun", she thought to herself, relishing her upper hand in the game. Escaping the second time, she challenged him, "Accept defeat, Milind".
Wound up, even more, Milind stood still for a minute to listen and smiled, "My sweet innocent darling. She has forgotten that she is wearing anklets", he smiled to himself triumphantly and moved towards the noise swiftly. His sudden movement startling her, she tried to run out of his way. Quick to follow the sound of the anklets, Milind moved towards her with his hand stretched out. As she tried to jump out of his way, his hand gropping blindly, closed on one perfect breast.
With a loud gasp, Prachi pushed his hand away from her and moved back swiftly and felt the wall behind her. Blood rushed to her head as her heart hammered away, her body tingling from his touch. Milind had gone perfectly still and following her laboured breathing, he moved towards her with slow deliberate steps. He stood in front of her and tugged at his blindfold and undoing it, threw it away and it landed in a perfect loop in the far corner of the room. Following it with her eyes, Prachi looked up at him with wide eyes and trembled at the intense heat in his eyes. Moving close to her, he lifted her trembling hands and looped them around his neck, his eyes commanding hers silently. Holding her firmly by her waist, he pulled her towards him and she hit his broad chest with a startled gasp. Before she could react, he held her head still with his other hand and bent down to place his hot lips on her forehead. With a shudder, Prachi closed her eyes, her hands would tightly around his neck. Placing soft kisses, his lips trailed down her face and came to rest against her lips. His fingers splayed across his waist, his hand skimming it and fingers digging into her skin. Her gasp drowned as his lips claimed hers, his teeth grazing on her soft plush lips. He pulled her head back and his tongue plunged into the sweetness of her mouth, his other hand moved higher up and cupped her softness. Prachi's eyes flew open in fright and her hand instictively tried to push his hand away but he was way too strong for her. Prachi's knees buckled as he plunged his tongue in way deeper and his thumb brushed against the tip, his hand cupping and kneading her softness. A moan escaped her and her hands clutched his shoulders as though he was her only anchor as she was sucked into the whirlpool of new sensations that she had never experienced before. Easily balancing her weight on one arm, Milind was way beyond thinking or reasoning and as another thread holding up his control snapped, he lifted her up in his strong arms. Her soft protest was drowned as his mouth crashed down on hers and walking purposefully towards his bedroom, he kicked open the door with his foot and strode inside.
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