Couple of days later, Madhu was having her afternoon tea in the conservatory when little Aroosh popped up over the fence, asked her if she could come over and play a game with her. Assuming he wanted to play a ball game, she went into their lawn. The maid told her that everyone were out in town today.
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She crouched and told "I've no idea what that is"
"Its agame on the computer which uncle Rish lets me play."
"If I find that on the computer and let you play for sometime, will you be a good boy and have your dinner properly."
"You bet."
After playing for sometime, Aroosh went to have his dinner and Madhu went to shut the computer down.About to press end program, she caught sight of an icon Beach house pics. Against her better judgement and feeling that she should stay alway from this man - she booted up the pictures.
Logically Madhu knew it was impossible to fall in love with a man through his photographs, though in the past she did feel an intimacy with a writer after reading his work. These pictures captured his essence as much as the subjects. Whimsy; several shots of Mayra & Aroosh, the little nothings when Mayra held her belly, the excitement of the bursting sunrise, the foot prints and the motor boat. After seeing each picture she knew she was invading his privacy but couldn't stop herself from continuing. Withevery new shot she got a different look at Rishab's heart and soul. And because of that she felt uncomfortable and was about the close the program when she accidentally hit next button. Another photo appeared on the screen.
"Oh, my god, how dare he?"
She was almost through looking at the pictures when Rishab pulled up in the car. She shut the system and was at the door when Rishab came in.
"I cant believe you've been waiting for me"
"Yeah, I cant believe it either"
"I'm waiting to talk to you, Mr.Kundra"
"Told you not to call me that, darling" he teased.
"Save your charm for somebody else"
uh-oh
"how about we step out the house, I want no one listening to us"
"some lucky day of mine, must say"
Dressed in light weight yellow summer dress with a halter neck, hair pulled up in some kind of knot - she walked out straight. She smeltlike flowers combined wth a unique earthy smell of hers.
And when she turned, her face sparkled with lust...blood lust.
"How dare you invade my privacy?"
"What? Somewhere a bell rang in his mind". At her stony glare he threw up his hands and told " I wasn't spying on you. I happened to catch you doing yoga. It's not a crime." He took a step forward, grinned and tested her biceps.
"You look great by the way and are in terrific shape."
Stepping back, her eyes widened. "Don't flirt with me."
Grinning he told "what was I thinking?"
You tell me exactly, what were you thinking when you took those pictures of mine, without my consent?"
It rarely happened that somebody made Rishab speechless. Then the ramifications of what she told sank in. And like any man he went on the offensive mode and asked, " how do you know I took your pictures?"
"It doesn't matter, I just know"
"It matters to me. You must have snooped on my computer"
"Aroosh wanted a to play a game on your computer and I booted it up for him, and while shutting it down I accidentally stumbled upon my pictures. Picture that were lewd."
His jaw dropped. "Lewd, what are you talking about?"
"They were..." She looked away. "They were blatantly sexual."
Remembering how he captured the gentle curve of her spine, the thrust of her breast, her creamy skin. He flushed thinking of those images and what it did to him. But damn, he dint do po*n.
"Yes, they were sensuous photos of a female subject, but I don't take lewd pictures."
"This is complete breach of ethics on your part, to take pictures of somebody without their consent."
"I took pictures of you Madhu not somebody"
"Are you pissed off that , I took pictures of yours without your consent or I took your pictures in the first place".
"I don't even know you and that's irrelevant."
"Best remember that you've intruded my privacy and keep your hormones in control".
Sometimes women just told wrong things to guys, like now. He stepped forward and invaded her personal space. He was a head taller than her, and had weight on her, but she didn't move. She simply stared up at him with those almond colored eyes, which were fiery in the moonlight.
"Sorry ifit upsets you." God he hated apologizing. He refused to lie and apologize for the photos, becausehe wasn't sorry one bit for having taken them.
"Somehow that doesn't seem sincere."
"Shit, you invaded my privacy too"
"My finding them was accidental."
"I couldn't help myself. You were so beautiful in the morning light. Almost ethereal."
"Forget what I look like Mr.Kundra."
"Say my name"
"What?"
"Say my name. Just once."
"This conversation is over." She tried to move around him, but he grasped her shoulders.
"Take your hands off me."
Rishab thought it was time to switch tactics, bring on his legendary charm. So he told
" You could have your way with me, you know."
He saw her swallow hard, saw her chest rise& fall and her eyes go heavy lidded. Her reaction, so blatantly aroused, shot right to his groin. He reacted without thinking, yanked the knot of her hair and tunnelled her hair with his hands. They felt like strands of silk and smelled like heaven.
"What do you think you are-"
His mouth closed over hers to shut her up. But his intention changed the minute their lips met. He didn't taste. Didn't sip. Didn't tease. Instead he took. After a few seconds of hesitation, she gave. She leaned into him and pressed her body against his.
So he deepened the kiss, hungry and hard. He kept his hand in her hair but tangled their legs. He bit her lip, soothed it with his tongue and repeated the whole thing again.
She wasn't passive either. She locked her hands around his neck, drew him down and angled his head for better access.
After a long time his mouth left hers and travelled down to her jaw, her neck and shoulders; And again came back the same way, gave open mouthed kisses on the jaw and neck. His hand slid between them and closed around her breast, which was hot and heavy in his palm.
She moaned.
"Say my name," he whispered. "Please."
Buckets of cold water couldn't have doused the moment quicker than his words. As if they made her realize who she was. She stiffened, drew back and clapped her hand over her mouth. It took him a minute to come out of his haze of desire.
"Don't be upset."
"Upset?" She watched him like he was a predator.
"Look, I'm not the only one who was involved in that kiss. You were practically climbing up on me."
She wiped her mouth , as if that could erase what had happened.
He grasped her arms. "Honey, its okay". We are two consenting unmarried adults. At least that's what he thought.
"Aren't we? You aren't..."
"No"
"But this isn't what I want."
Wounded male pride surfaced. Damn, what is with this woman? "You seemed to want it a few minutes ago.
He stepped closer again and whispered in a silky tone, "shall we give it another shot and see."
"No." She sucked in heavy breath. "We don't even know each other well enough to be doing this."
"I know you are beautiful and you want me."
"No, no, you don't."
He went on as if she hadn't spoken and told that's enough to know, I want to pursue this thing between us.
"Please."
She placed a hand on his chest and repeated again.
"Please."
If she had been angry or pushy, he might have pursued it. But she looked frightened and vulnerable.
"You don't know important things about me. My background. My history."
Shocked by the anguish of her plea, he said simply, "Then tell me."
Her face turned up to him and he could see the sadness in her eyes.
"I can't. We'll forget this happened."
Circling around him, she walked away and he let her go.
Hewilled her to turn back and look at him, but later unwished for it because he had been moved by her vulnerability and oddly he wanted to protect her from him.
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[DIV]"From himself? What a crazy thought.
Kabhi Neem Neem Kabhi Shahad Shahad
