Astha wore a pink net sari with dark green motifs throughout the sari. She pinned her hair slightly in front and wore some bangles and small earrings for good measure. Astha didn't bother with much make up. A dash of kohl and nude lipstick completed her look. Astha was very nervous to meet his family. She didn't know what they would think of her, or how they would react.
Astha came down slowly with the worrisome thoughts running in her mind. Shlok ended a business call as she came down. He looked devastating in faded jeans and a crisp white shirt. His hair was lightly messed up, adding to his allure. His eyes widened slightly when he saw Astha coming down in her sari.
Shlok pulled her to himself after she came down. "I wish we didn't have to go now. We should probably cancel this whole thing and go to bed." Shlok nuzzled her hair and tugged her earlobe. His hands caught her waist firmly, not letting her go.
Astha melted against him, her nervousness and anxiety fueling her desire. But Shlok just gave her a lingering kiss and stopped. "No, I don't want to go on. I want you to be on edge this whole evening. You should be hot and ready for me. By the time we come back you should throb for me. And then I will take you. I will f**k you till you scream."
Astha's heart leaped to her mouth. Her pulse accelerated at his words. She was frustrated and shocked at his words. How could he do this to her? That too just before meeting his family! She gave an inward groan and went away from his arms. Astha checked her appearance and they went together in the black Audi.
Shlok's house was at an hour's distance from his modern mansion. Shlok chose to sit at the back with her for the visit. He held her hands in his and his fingers were stroking her knuckles while he was talking mundane things. Astha had a difficult time concentrating, her body and mind attuned to his caress.
Shlok smirked at her after he asked a question for the second time. "You aren't here at all isn't it? What are you thinking about?" Astha jolted out of her erotic thoughts his hands and mouth evoked. His fingers already weakened her knees and to top it, she had looked at his mouth when he had started speaking. And that had been her downfall.
She thought about the path that sinful mouth had taken yesterday, and she had completely ignored his question. A slow blushed raised from her neck. "Hmm...nothing important. I was thinking about work." She improvised. Shlok's sardonic look told her he didn't believe her one iota.
When they reached the house, his mother was waiting in the living room. She got up and went to Shlok as they came in. "You decided to come finally. Aren't you not eating well? You seem to have lost weight." She didn't notice Astha initially.
Shlok interrupted his mother with his dry tone "Ayi, first of all you saw me only a week back. Why do you behave as if you haven't seen me for years? And I do eat properly, every meal of the day. Proof of that lies here." And he pulled Astha forward.
Astha folded her hands and greeted his mother, Anjali Agnihotri. Shlok's mother stood tall and proud, she looked regal and young for a mother of two grown up men. And she gave a piercing glance at Astha before asking her to come in and have a seat.
Varad too joined them. Though she had seen him covertly the other day, they had a formal introduction then. Varad shook hands and politely enquired if she was doing fine. He seemed to be calm and a thorough gentleman, unlike his sexy brother. How could two men born to the same parents be so different, Astha thought.
Shlok seemed to be relaxed with the two of them. And he sat next to his mother and enquired about her recent illness. She responded with grace. Astha noted this exchange with interest. So Shlok did care. Astha almost sighed in relief. She couldn't bear to think of Shlok as an unfeeling person anymore.
Varad meanwhile started speaking to her as some water was served to them by the maid. Varad came to know about Astha's life so far. He was surprised that his brother had chosen Astha as his latest conquest. She was very much unlike his other sophisticated companions. Varad wisely chose not to talk about it to anyone.
After the mother-son completed their conversation, Shlok got up and took Astha's hand. "Ayi, I have brought Astha here for a reason. We have got engaged." And Astha promptly touched Anjali's feet as was the custom. To say Anjali Agnihotri was shocked would have been an understatement. Varad too felt his jaw drop. So they were engaged!
"Shlok, what is this? Do you inform your parents like this? Don't you think you need to take our permission? And what about Astha's parents?" Anjali's voice betrayed her anger and concern. Shlok looked totally unimpressed by the outburst.
"Ayi, if you had been living with me I would have asked you. But as you know you chose a different path and I chose my own. And as for Astha, her parents are no more." Shlok stood by his principle and didn't budge an inch. Astha didn't know what to make of this drama unfolding right before her eyes.
Anjali straightened her shoulders at her son's words. She got up with the same grace and informed dinner was served, and that her husband would join them any moment. Astha was shocked at that announcement. So his father was still living in the house. As if on cue, a bald man dressed smart came from upstairs. He smiled seeing Shlok, though the smile never reached his eyes.
Astha almost shivered seeing Shlok's father. Her dislike for him grew more. "So Shlok beta, you decide to finally join us?"
"I decided to have a meal with you all. I came to see my mother and introduce my fiance to her." Astha noticed two things. Shlok's voice had gone carefully blank while he was speaking to his father, and he never introduced her to his father formally. Astha didn't know whether to go and introduce herself or to keep shut.
She decided to do the latter since she couldn't imagine saying anything to the cruel man who had robbed her Shlok of a normal life that he had been entitled to. When she remembered his fear of touch, rage boiled within her.
They all left to the huge dining room. The Agnihotri house was huge and traditional. Everything spoke about old money and they even had a temple inside the house. Despite all this, Astha didn't like the place much. She felt a very odd vibe, as if something was spooky. Astha told herself to stop imagining things and she sat down right next to Shlok.
Astha noticed Anjali stood to serve all of them, She did not sit with all of them to eat. The conversation was flowing between the menfolk while Astha chose to remain silent. She was looking down into her plate, when she felt a caress against her sari clad thigh. Astha's breath hitched. She threw a glance at Shlok, who smirked at her before looking back at Varad.
His hand didn't stop though. It rose up to her bare waist, and drew circular patterns on her skin. Astha felt suffocated. She did her best to keep a straight face. Shlok came close to her and murmured. "Did you forget? I said I wanted you hot and throbbing for me." Astha fumed. This wasn't the place to mess. How could he?
Well, two could play the game she decided. Astha slowly kept her small hand on his thigh. Immediately he stiffened and his dropped from her waist. The minx! He didn't think for a moment she would do this to him. Her hand slowly went up but she didn't go too near to his now hardening member.
Astha stopped for a few seconds before retreating. She then moved her hand up again. And again she just stopped a few cms short of his manhood. Shlok controlled himself with a lot of difficulty. His plan was beginning to backfire on him. The meal thankfully ended and Shlok wasted no time in packing Astha back to the car.
He told his mother in no uncertain terms that the wedding date hasn't been decided yet, and both of them needed some time. Astha could see that Anjali Agnihotri was disturbed that they were living together. Yet that woman chose not to say anything unpleasant to Astha. Anjali blessed Astha once again as Astha touched her feet before she left.
Varad smiled and waved as they left. Once inside the car, the two of them were locked up at the back. The driver partition was already drawn up and Shlok wasted no time to pull Astha to himself for a deep kiss. He was murmuring frantically between kisses.
"I was so hard for you during dinner. Do you know? Today was the first time I didn't concentrate on that loathsome man's presence. All I could think was whether you're going to touch me or not. And good thing you didn't; I would have exploded then and there had you touched me."
Astha moaned at his words. She was already more than ready for him. And Shlok knew it. One look at her closed eyes, parted lips, and prominent nipples, he knew she was lost. That she was equally affected by him gave him some equilibrium.
Astha just lay back as Shlok kissed her neck, throat, and then down to her cleavage that was exposed from the sari that he had removed. Astha clutched at his shoulder as Shlok bent down to trace his lips over every bare inch of her skin.
Astha too started unbuttoning his shirt, not caring they were still in the car. All too soon the car came to a smooth halt. Astha was jolted to the present and she blushed at her own state. Astha hurriedly straightened her sari, before Shlok carried her in his arms to his room.
Astha's heart thudded at what was to happen. Shlok looked at her with glittering eyes. There was nothing teasing in his manner. He had been waiting to take her since morning and thankfully his body was going to get the much needed release it craved.
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