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Hello friends! It's been a week now. I remember promising you a oneshot. So here I am with a HotShot. I know the current track of NK is full of drama and so I present you a break vala shot 😉 My first try with hotshots so please bear with me 😳 😃
"Ouch!! My head...urghh!" Snaking her fingers through her hair lock, massaging her scalp a bit, she groaned. It was hard for her to even open her eyes, as her head felt so heavy and her eyes were just not obeying her brain's command to open and let her see around. "Bloody hell!" She cursed. What was it with her today? Why was she feeling like this. She again tried to open her eyes and this time, it seemed, her brain's command was clearly obeyed by her eyes. She slowly opened her eyes, looking around, she lifted her her body and sat cozily on the bed. It was then that she realized that this, wasn't her room or their room. Her mind corrected her. She then tried to recall the reason she was here and realized that she was here on a trip, planned by her Super-Bebe for them. Again, she was reminded of him. Where was he anyway? She thought. She felt cold. "Damm! The AC" She chided and turned around looking for the AC remote and her eyes fell on a white shirt laying on the other side of the bed. She grabbed the shirt and her phone from the bedside table and was dialing his number wearing the shirt over her red tank top, simultaneously, when the door clicked open and he entered and froze.
"Hello hubby, can you please get me a cup of coffee?" She requested for the coffee buttoning the shirt but he did not move. She looked at him, her eyes narrowed, noticing his changed expressions, from shocked to scared. 'why the hell is he behaving like this?' she thought. She slowly pulled the blanket covering her, aside and got down from the bed.
"What?" She went towards him and stood in front of him, her palms resting on her waist line.
"Abhi tak nai utri kya?" He stammered.
" What?" Her eyes widened in shock.
"Listen, don't okay? Just don't. Stay away. I ain't gonna follow your orders anymore. Last night you made my life hell. You RAPIST!" He hissed.
"Oye! How dare you? Do you even have an idea, what are you talking? " She clutched his collars and he breathed in, sharply. "Mujhe nai tumhe chadhi hai. You are drunk. So.. Just go and sleep." She left his collar and turned to leave but he held her arm and twirled her around, her back hitting on to his chest.
"Ouch! Leave me" she groaned in pain.
"Bewadi! If you know that you cannot handle alcohol then why the hell did you get drunk? Aur peeliya toh bhi direct nit?" He left her arm and she turned around. She was so confused. 'Is he right? What did I do? I don't remember' she tried to recall last night's incident and failed miserably as her head warned her not to stress it. Defeated, she asked him about yesterday night.
"What did I do Neil? I mean okay, I got drunk but then what? Did I really trouble you? Wha.." She was cut off by him.
"Trouble? Ohh no no.. you.. you just made it all hell. Aur ab shaant ku ho? Kal raat ko toh badi DDLJ ki Senorita ban rahi thi" he took steps towards her and continued "Jara sa jhum lu mai" he pulled her by her arms and twirled her, pulling her, again twirling her, leaving her. She lost her balance and landed on the bed. He continued. "Jara sa ghum lu mai.." he now jumped on the bed and started dancing. She was hellshocked. "Aaja tujhe chumm lu mai.." he again jumped on the floor and pulled her up pinning her to the wall. She closed her eyes in fear.
'What the hell have I done?' she chided herself mentally. Now he won't spare her. She slowly opened her left eye and there he was standing, hands crossed near his chest, a known smirk plastered on his lips. And she realized that he was fooling around. 'Damm' she growled mentally.
"Youuu!" She seethed in anger. "How dare you? Tumne mujhe ullu banaya? Huh?" She started hitting him with her palms on to his chest. "Stupid, idiot, chipku, liar..." And that? was it. She called him liar. Him? He hated lying and here his wife was calling him a liar? Great! He held her wrists in his left hand and placed his right hand palm on her mouth, shutting her up.
"Chup! Dare you call me a liar again" he warned she pushed him hard with force and yelled again.
"Bolungi. Liar! Liar! Liar! Tum itne der se jhut bol rahe the mujhse" she complained, a pout adorning her Face.
"Ek min I did not lie. You were out of control last night, you know? You wanna see, what you did? Wait!" He moved his collar and pointed towards the scratch marks on his neck. "Dekho, Dekho kya kiya tumne! Chudail! Daayan! Bhooki sherni! Mujhpe line maar ti ho, meri izzat lutne ki koshish karti ho aur, aur mujhe hi jhoota bolti ho? Ab sajaa milegi." He pinned her to the wall behind the bed.
'Ohh god! What have I landed myself in to? You have to do something Avni. Think.' she thought of ways to escape and her eyes fell on the jug of water placed on the bedside table. 'Idea' she smiled in her mind and slowly moved her hands to get the jug, her eyes never leaving his eyes. Her efforts were fruitful. She finally got the jug and made a count in mind. '3,2,1' and Splash! She emptied the jug on to him.
"Shit!" He took steps backwards, leaving her, wiping off the water from his face.
"Hahaha" she started laughing. "Mujhe saja doge bachhu? Ab lo" she continued laughing helding her tummy.
" You are so dead." He ran towards her and stooped down with bended back, circled his hands around her legs and pulled her up on his back and started walking.
"Neil! Utaaro mujhe... Idiot" she started hitting him on his back while he opened the door to the bathroom and locked it behind him.
"What the hell is going on in your mind?" And before she could register anything she found herself in the bathtub.
"Aah!" She tried to breathe normally, wiping the water droplets off her face, clearing her vision. She heard him chortle. She rubbed her eyes slowly and opened her eyes to find him sitting on the floor, his palms covering his mouth, trying to stop himself from laughing hard.
"Neil! Stop it! Don't!" She pointed her index finger towards him thus, warning him. But, he instead, ended up in howls of laughter. He slowly crawled towards the bathtub, where she was still sitting, her nose red due to her sudden encounter with the water, inching really close to her face he slowly put behind her wetlocks and whispered in her ears, " you look really hot wifey" she shivered at the contact of his hot breath on her skin. "Hot panda" he said huskily and the next moment he was on the floor having a belly laugh. "Oh god wifey!" He teased her again.
"I'll kill you!" She screamed, anger visible in her voice and he stopped.
"Really?" He made puppy face and soon it was gone "okay!" He laughed again. This time he knew that he had actually irked her beyond a limit but, it was too late for him to realize as she hurriedly got up from the tub, out of it and attacked him.
"Youuu!" She howled in anger, fisted his hair in to her palms and pulled hard.
"Aaahh!" He cried in pain. "Chodo mujhe...Avni!!" He held her wrist, which were pulling his hair.
"Nai, nai hubby ab bolo na. Don't you think am hot?" She smiled wickedly.
"Arree pagal aurat. Kal talli hokar meri ijjat loot rahi thi. Ab meri jaan logi kya?" He managed to get her hold loose on to his hair and finally freed his hair.
"Tumne mere baal kyu khiche?" He asked annoyed.
"Kyuki mai tumhe takla banana chahti hu." She retorted.
"Tumhe toh.." he breathed in sharply, and reciprocated her actions but his pull was a bit loose. 'Damm, why am I being so nice to this mad girl?' he thought. She again started to pull his hair.
"Idiot!" She screamed.
"Dumbo!" He yelled back.
And their cat-mouse fight began. She never loosened her grip on to his hair and he never tried to tighten his grip, finding ways to stop his crazy wife. 'this has to stop, but how? Should I accept defeat? No! I ain't loosing it.' there he was busy thinking about ways to stop her and here his hold went loose. She grabbed the opportunity, getting his hands off her hair, pulled him with force and attacked his exposed skin on his shoulder with her teeth, biting him with all her might.
"Aaa...Avnii" came his shrill cry. She pulled back and smirked and again pulled him by his collar getting dangerously close.
"I know I am hot hubby" she sexily whispered in his ears and caressed the bite mark on his shoulder, which was given by her "and also wild" she winked and his breath hitched.
A sudden wave of passion hit on to him. His heart threatening to break out through the ribcage. His eyes fell on her beautiful face, her charcoal eyes getting darker, her nose red and those soft luscious lips. He so felt like chewing and sucking that part of her flesh . Her wet hairs adding on the spice. His eyes moved southwards and fell on her neck and it was then, that he noticed that she was wearing his shirt. He so felt like getting her rid of his shirt.
'No, stop!' he warned himself. He then sensed her hands traveling down to his chest making patterns over there. He looked at her, her lips still had that evil smirk while his lips quivered in fear and excitement.
"Kya hua hubby? Nervous eh?" She grinned and slid her arms around his neck.
"Avni, don't!" He warned her. But she wasn't paying heed to his words as she was too busy trying to make him loose this fight. Little did she know about the consequences she might have to face.
'bloody damnation!" He cursed. He felt a volcano erupting in to him ready to explode any moment. He needed to stop her or else it was going to be hard, really hard for them. He rose his arms to her face and snaked his fingers in to her hair and in a jiffy he changed there position. Now she was laying under him her head on his plams, eyes closed in fear of getting her head hurt, her hands clutching his shirt.
"Stop it now, wifey or you won't be able to stop me later" he said in a husky voice and she froze.
~
She was so irked and annoyed today because of him and so she decided to teach him a lesson. But she had no idea of the things she was actually doing to him.
" Stop it now, wifey or you won't be able to stop me later" his words rang in her ears and she froze on to her place. She slowly opened her eyes and looked in to his. His eyes were so different. Deep and dark. Threatening to pierce through her soul. His breath hitting onto her skin. She had never been so close to anybody in her entire life and here she was laying in his arms, completely hypnotized by his gaze. She should be punching him hard on his face but here she was holding on to him, her heart thumping and thudding in to her chest. She again felt that alien like feeling down there, which threatened to take over her sanity. She always felt this thing when she was close to him. Their physical proximity has always affected her and it wasn't any different now. She felt so many emotions together. She again looked in to his brown orbs and she was lost. She gave in to that feeling. She gave up all her sanity. She slowly lifted her back and inched close to his face, eyes locked with him and whispered sexily
"Who's even asking you to stop?" Her voice bold and tempting, challenging his manhood. And that was it. He stopped all his attempts to control the sudden eruption of strange emotions in him. He let himself drown in to her eyes, eyes which were full of need. He let that insane side of him, which was crazy for her; which just needed to feel her; do things to her, to take in charge of his near future actions and crushed his lips on to hers. Kissing her insanely made him feel all sane and rational altogether. She was first taken aback by this sudden attack on her lips but slowly she too joined in this battle of insanity, kissing him back with same passion and hunger. Showing him that the need was equal from both the sides. He was initially baffled but then marveled by this side of hers, which was so bold, so daring. He never expected something like this from her but again she never failed to mystify him, astonish him. He suddenly felt the urgency to feel her, taste her but Avni being Avni wasn't letting him do so. Though they were in the most passionate encounter of their's but still it was a battle. A battle of power and domination. He wanted to take charge of every action between them and she was giving a tough fight to him, showing that she was Avni-a fighter who never let's anyone control her.
"Urgh!" exasperated, he groaned as all his attempts failed. He could feel her smiling into that kiss. Annoyed he chewed on to her lower lip and she moaned in pain, now it was his time to smile and enjoy his win. She kicked her leg in frustration digging her nail in to his back and he grinned more. He moved his hands to her back and turned over, getting up, pulling her on his lap, her legs on the sides of his waist, his lips never leaving hers. She perfectly fitted there as if it was her seat and was crafted only for her. Slowly breaking the kiss he moved down placing open mouth kisses on her jaw line then nibbling her earlobe.
"Umm.." she moaned, feeling his tongue touching her skin. She could feel chills down her spine when his tongue slid down her neck making circle like paterns on her skin, his fingers kneading her waist line. "Nei.." her breath got hitched when his fingers started working on the button of his shirt which she was wearing. "Sshh!!" He stopped his work and looked in to her eyes, "I want my shirt back" he demanded and she could not deny. Soon the shirt was half hanging on to her torso, ready to fall off any moment, her fingers tangled with his hair for support.
They were so lost in their passionate encounter that they failed to hear the bell, of their room, ringing.
*Ting Tong* it ranged again and Avni was the first one to hear the bell sound, getting back to her senses. Realisation struck her hard.
"Neil" she tried to call him, to tell him about the bell noise instead it came out as a moan. But he was so engrosed in to his duty of pleasuring his wife, he ignored her call.
"Neil.." She again called him, this time pushing him lightly, trying to get him back into his senses. He slowly pulled away and looked at her
"What?" He asked, annoyed by the disturbance *Ting Tong* the bell rang again and he got back to his senses. His eyes fell on her, who was on his lap, her clothes dangerously messed as were her hair. Her skin now almost red glowing with his bite marks, screaming about his actions.
'Damm!' he realized the mess he has landed himself in. This wasn't supposed to happen between them. They were just friends. Yes, married! but? for a reason. They had their set of limits and today it was all messed up between them. His eyes then met hers and there he noticed the same awkwardness and tension. Those eyes which carried pure passion in to them for him, now? carried the same tension and questions which were in his eyes and mind. He slowly got up on his legs and rushed out not meeting her gaze and there she was sitting on the cold, wet floor which chilled her already chilled soul. She was still quizzed about her recent encounter with him. She felt,
all awkward yet blissed.
Dressed yet completely naked under his touch.
She wanted to run away from this and again end up landing in to his arms. Irony, wasn't it? Indeed!
Do like and your reviews would be appreciated. Motivating too! 😳
-Mithu
"Ouch!! My head...urghh!" Snaking her fingers through her hair lock, massaging her scalp a bit, she groaned. It was hard for her to even open her eyes, as her head felt so heavy and her eyes were just not obeying her brain's command to open and let her see around. "Bloody hell!" She cursed. What was it with her today? Why was she feeling like this. She again tried to open her eyes and this time, it seemed, her brain's command was clearly obeyed by her eyes. She slowly opened her eyes, looking around, she lifted her her body and sat cozily on the bed. It was then that she realized that this, wasn't her room or their room. Her mind corrected her. She then tried to recall the reason she was here and realized that she was here on a trip, planned by her Super-Bebe for them. Again, she was reminded of him. Where was he anyway? She thought. She felt cold. "Damm! The AC" She chided and turned around looking for the AC remote and her eyes fell on a white shirt laying on the other side of the bed. She grabbed the shirt and her phone from the bedside table and was dialing his number wearing the shirt over her red tank top, simultaneously, when the door clicked open and he entered and froze.
"Hello hubby, can you please get me a cup of coffee?" She requested for the coffee buttoning the shirt but he did not move. She looked at him, her eyes narrowed, noticing his changed expressions, from shocked to scared. 'why the hell is he behaving like this?' she thought. She slowly pulled the blanket covering her, aside and got down from the bed.
"What?" She went towards him and stood in front of him, her palms resting on her waist line.
"Abhi tak nai utri kya?" He stammered.
" What?" Her eyes widened in shock.
"Listen, don't okay? Just don't. Stay away. I ain't gonna follow your orders anymore. Last night you made my life hell. You RAPIST!" He hissed.
"Oye! How dare you? Do you even have an idea, what are you talking? " She clutched his collars and he breathed in, sharply. "Mujhe nai tumhe chadhi hai. You are drunk. So.. Just go and sleep." She left his collar and turned to leave but he held her arm and twirled her around, her back hitting on to his chest.
"Ouch! Leave me" she groaned in pain.
"Bewadi! If you know that you cannot handle alcohol then why the hell did you get drunk? Aur peeliya toh bhi direct nit?" He left her arm and she turned around. She was so confused. 'Is he right? What did I do? I don't remember' she tried to recall last night's incident and failed miserably as her head warned her not to stress it. Defeated, she asked him about yesterday night.
"What did I do Neil? I mean okay, I got drunk but then what? Did I really trouble you? Wha.." She was cut off by him.
"Trouble? Ohh no no.. you.. you just made it all hell. Aur ab shaant ku ho? Kal raat ko toh badi DDLJ ki Senorita ban rahi thi" he took steps towards her and continued "Jara sa jhum lu mai" he pulled her by her arms and twirled her, pulling her, again twirling her, leaving her. She lost her balance and landed on the bed. He continued. "Jara sa ghum lu mai.." he now jumped on the bed and started dancing. She was hellshocked. "Aaja tujhe chumm lu mai.." he again jumped on the floor and pulled her up pinning her to the wall. She closed her eyes in fear.
'What the hell have I done?' she chided herself mentally. Now he won't spare her. She slowly opened her left eye and there he was standing, hands crossed near his chest, a known smirk plastered on his lips. And she realized that he was fooling around. 'Damm' she growled mentally.
"Youuu!" She seethed in anger. "How dare you? Tumne mujhe ullu banaya? Huh?" She started hitting him with her palms on to his chest. "Stupid, idiot, chipku, liar..." And that? was it. She called him liar. Him? He hated lying and here his wife was calling him a liar? Great! He held her wrists in his left hand and placed his right hand palm on her mouth, shutting her up.
"Chup! Dare you call me a liar again" he warned she pushed him hard with force and yelled again.
"Bolungi. Liar! Liar! Liar! Tum itne der se jhut bol rahe the mujhse" she complained, a pout adorning her Face.
"Ek min I did not lie. You were out of control last night, you know? You wanna see, what you did? Wait!" He moved his collar and pointed towards the scratch marks on his neck. "Dekho, Dekho kya kiya tumne! Chudail! Daayan! Bhooki sherni! Mujhpe line maar ti ho, meri izzat lutne ki koshish karti ho aur, aur mujhe hi jhoota bolti ho? Ab sajaa milegi." He pinned her to the wall behind the bed.
'Ohh god! What have I landed myself in to? You have to do something Avni. Think.' she thought of ways to escape and her eyes fell on the jug of water placed on the bedside table. 'Idea' she smiled in her mind and slowly moved her hands to get the jug, her eyes never leaving his eyes. Her efforts were fruitful. She finally got the jug and made a count in mind. '3,2,1' and Splash! She emptied the jug on to him.
"Shit!" He took steps backwards, leaving her, wiping off the water from his face.
"Hahaha" she started laughing. "Mujhe saja doge bachhu? Ab lo" she continued laughing helding her tummy.
" You are so dead." He ran towards her and stooped down with bended back, circled his hands around her legs and pulled her up on his back and started walking.
"Neil! Utaaro mujhe... Idiot" she started hitting him on his back while he opened the door to the bathroom and locked it behind him.
"What the hell is going on in your mind?" And before she could register anything she found herself in the bathtub.
"Aah!" She tried to breathe normally, wiping the water droplets off her face, clearing her vision. She heard him chortle. She rubbed her eyes slowly and opened her eyes to find him sitting on the floor, his palms covering his mouth, trying to stop himself from laughing hard.
"Neil! Stop it! Don't!" She pointed her index finger towards him thus, warning him. But, he instead, ended up in howls of laughter. He slowly crawled towards the bathtub, where she was still sitting, her nose red due to her sudden encounter with the water, inching really close to her face he slowly put behind her wetlocks and whispered in her ears, " you look really hot wifey" she shivered at the contact of his hot breath on her skin. "Hot panda" he said huskily and the next moment he was on the floor having a belly laugh. "Oh god wifey!" He teased her again.
"I'll kill you!" She screamed, anger visible in her voice and he stopped.
"Really?" He made puppy face and soon it was gone "okay!" He laughed again. This time he knew that he had actually irked her beyond a limit but, it was too late for him to realize as she hurriedly got up from the tub, out of it and attacked him.
"Youuu!" She howled in anger, fisted his hair in to her palms and pulled hard.
"Aaahh!" He cried in pain. "Chodo mujhe...Avni!!" He held her wrist, which were pulling his hair.
"Nai, nai hubby ab bolo na. Don't you think am hot?" She smiled wickedly.
"Arree pagal aurat. Kal talli hokar meri ijjat loot rahi thi. Ab meri jaan logi kya?" He managed to get her hold loose on to his hair and finally freed his hair.
"Tumne mere baal kyu khiche?" He asked annoyed.
"Kyuki mai tumhe takla banana chahti hu." She retorted.
"Tumhe toh.." he breathed in sharply, and reciprocated her actions but his pull was a bit loose. 'Damm, why am I being so nice to this mad girl?' he thought. She again started to pull his hair.
"Idiot!" She screamed.
"Dumbo!" He yelled back.
And their cat-mouse fight began. She never loosened her grip on to his hair and he never tried to tighten his grip, finding ways to stop his crazy wife. 'this has to stop, but how? Should I accept defeat? No! I ain't loosing it.' there he was busy thinking about ways to stop her and here his hold went loose. She grabbed the opportunity, getting his hands off her hair, pulled him with force and attacked his exposed skin on his shoulder with her teeth, biting him with all her might.
"Aaa...Avnii" came his shrill cry. She pulled back and smirked and again pulled him by his collar getting dangerously close.
"I know I am hot hubby" she sexily whispered in his ears and caressed the bite mark on his shoulder, which was given by her "and also wild" she winked and his breath hitched.
A sudden wave of passion hit on to him. His heart threatening to break out through the ribcage. His eyes fell on her beautiful face, her charcoal eyes getting darker, her nose red and those soft luscious lips. He so felt like chewing and sucking that part of her flesh . Her wet hairs adding on the spice. His eyes moved southwards and fell on her neck and it was then, that he noticed that she was wearing his shirt. He so felt like getting her rid of his shirt.
'No, stop!' he warned himself. He then sensed her hands traveling down to his chest making patterns over there. He looked at her, her lips still had that evil smirk while his lips quivered in fear and excitement.
"Kya hua hubby? Nervous eh?" She grinned and slid her arms around his neck.
"Avni, don't!" He warned her. But she wasn't paying heed to his words as she was too busy trying to make him loose this fight. Little did she know about the consequences she might have to face.
'bloody damnation!" He cursed. He felt a volcano erupting in to him ready to explode any moment. He needed to stop her or else it was going to be hard, really hard for them. He rose his arms to her face and snaked his fingers in to her hair and in a jiffy he changed there position. Now she was laying under him her head on his plams, eyes closed in fear of getting her head hurt, her hands clutching his shirt.
"Stop it now, wifey or you won't be able to stop me later" he said in a husky voice and she froze.
~
She was so irked and annoyed today because of him and so she decided to teach him a lesson. But she had no idea of the things she was actually doing to him.
" Stop it now, wifey or you won't be able to stop me later" his words rang in her ears and she froze on to her place. She slowly opened her eyes and looked in to his. His eyes were so different. Deep and dark. Threatening to pierce through her soul. His breath hitting onto her skin. She had never been so close to anybody in her entire life and here she was laying in his arms, completely hypnotized by his gaze. She should be punching him hard on his face but here she was holding on to him, her heart thumping and thudding in to her chest. She again felt that alien like feeling down there, which threatened to take over her sanity. She always felt this thing when she was close to him. Their physical proximity has always affected her and it wasn't any different now. She felt so many emotions together. She again looked in to his brown orbs and she was lost. She gave in to that feeling. She gave up all her sanity. She slowly lifted her back and inched close to his face, eyes locked with him and whispered sexily
"Who's even asking you to stop?" Her voice bold and tempting, challenging his manhood. And that was it. He stopped all his attempts to control the sudden eruption of strange emotions in him. He let himself drown in to her eyes, eyes which were full of need. He let that insane side of him, which was crazy for her; which just needed to feel her; do things to her, to take in charge of his near future actions and crushed his lips on to hers. Kissing her insanely made him feel all sane and rational altogether. She was first taken aback by this sudden attack on her lips but slowly she too joined in this battle of insanity, kissing him back with same passion and hunger. Showing him that the need was equal from both the sides. He was initially baffled but then marveled by this side of hers, which was so bold, so daring. He never expected something like this from her but again she never failed to mystify him, astonish him. He suddenly felt the urgency to feel her, taste her but Avni being Avni wasn't letting him do so. Though they were in the most passionate encounter of their's but still it was a battle. A battle of power and domination. He wanted to take charge of every action between them and she was giving a tough fight to him, showing that she was Avni-a fighter who never let's anyone control her.
"Urgh!" exasperated, he groaned as all his attempts failed. He could feel her smiling into that kiss. Annoyed he chewed on to her lower lip and she moaned in pain, now it was his time to smile and enjoy his win. She kicked her leg in frustration digging her nail in to his back and he grinned more. He moved his hands to her back and turned over, getting up, pulling her on his lap, her legs on the sides of his waist, his lips never leaving hers. She perfectly fitted there as if it was her seat and was crafted only for her. Slowly breaking the kiss he moved down placing open mouth kisses on her jaw line then nibbling her earlobe.
"Umm.." she moaned, feeling his tongue touching her skin. She could feel chills down her spine when his tongue slid down her neck making circle like paterns on her skin, his fingers kneading her waist line. "Nei.." her breath got hitched when his fingers started working on the button of his shirt which she was wearing. "Sshh!!" He stopped his work and looked in to her eyes, "I want my shirt back" he demanded and she could not deny. Soon the shirt was half hanging on to her torso, ready to fall off any moment, her fingers tangled with his hair for support.
They were so lost in their passionate encounter that they failed to hear the bell, of their room, ringing.
*Ting Tong* it ranged again and Avni was the first one to hear the bell sound, getting back to her senses. Realisation struck her hard.
"Neil" she tried to call him, to tell him about the bell noise instead it came out as a moan. But he was so engrosed in to his duty of pleasuring his wife, he ignored her call.
"Neil.." She again called him, this time pushing him lightly, trying to get him back into his senses. He slowly pulled away and looked at her
"What?" He asked, annoyed by the disturbance *Ting Tong* the bell rang again and he got back to his senses. His eyes fell on her, who was on his lap, her clothes dangerously messed as were her hair. Her skin now almost red glowing with his bite marks, screaming about his actions.
'Damm!' he realized the mess he has landed himself in. This wasn't supposed to happen between them. They were just friends. Yes, married! but? for a reason. They had their set of limits and today it was all messed up between them. His eyes then met hers and there he noticed the same awkwardness and tension. Those eyes which carried pure passion in to them for him, now? carried the same tension and questions which were in his eyes and mind. He slowly got up on his legs and rushed out not meeting her gaze and there she was sitting on the cold, wet floor which chilled her already chilled soul. She was still quizzed about her recent encounter with him. She felt,
all awkward yet blissed.
Dressed yet completely naked under his touch.
She wanted to run away from this and again end up landing in to his arms. Irony, wasn't it? Indeed!
Do like and your reviews would be appreciated. Motivating too! 😳
-Mithu
