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Part 38
Oh you insatiable readers, I have tried my best to comply to your wishes. Somehow I couldn't visualize Astha in the billiard table. Am sorry! 😆
Astha went in and leaned on the door. She saw herself in the mirror and grimaced at the picture saw there. Despite her horrible appearance, Astha suddenly had a goofy grin on her face. Shlok loves me...he loves me he loves me he loves me, she chanted to herself with a watery smile.
Astha quickly ran a bath and put some lavender oils. She sank down in the slightly warm water with a sigh. Astha came out after a while, clad in a robe. Her nerves had calmed down and she now clearly saw Shlok distracting Aditi with his sensual power. Though she was still uncomfortable at that prospect, she knew he had done it only to save her. That being the case Astha suppose she could forgive him.
When she came out Shlok was nowhere to be seen. She went to his room still in the robe but he wasn't there too. Astha quickly went in and pulled one of his white shirts and changed into it. She felt Shlok's unique scent and warmth clinging to the shirt. Astha almost sashayed down to the library cum office where she was sure he would be.
And Astha was not disappointed. Shlok was sitting back in his chair by his desk, his long legs outstretched in front of him. Astha quietly opened the door and went in. Whatever he had been thinking just flew out of his brains the moment he saw the sexy Astha in his shirt. By the look of it she was wearing nothing much other than his shirt.
His hard on was poking through his trousers. Shlok had long ago abandoned his jacket. The top buttons of his brown shirt was unbuttoned and he was looking relaxed though his face illuminated his tension. Shlok mutely stared at her, not moving from his chair. He wanted her to come to him after that outburst. Shlok was actually scared of making a wrong move and pushing her away even more.
He swallowed and his eyes became hooded as Astha came and sat on his lap, straddling him. Shlok slightly groaned when her lips trailed from his forehead to his ear. She bit his earlobe slightly before clutching his shirt. "Astha..." It was a breathy whisper.
"Shh.."She licked the shell of his ear making him in stiffen with want and desire.
"To what do I owe this pleasure." He murmured, partially distracted by her hands that were removing his shirt. She kissed him slowly on the lips, snaking her tongue in to his mouth. Shlok was surprised at her initiative. Usually she was prim and reserved. He was the one who initiated love making. Was this the same Astha? His heart was threatening to burst out of his system when she moved closer and titled her head to deepen the kiss.
Shlok's hands automatically went beneath her shirt even as he kissed her back. "I owe you some pleasure for saving my life. But you cannot touch me. And that is for having lunatic ex girlfriends." She swatted his hand away and put it outside her shirt.
"This is not fair." Shlok practically growled and his eyes were already jet black with desire.
"Oh but it is Mr Agnihotri. Serves you right for having ex girlfriends." She giggled and nodded no when he attempted to touch her. "If you touch me then I will get up and go back to my room." She gave him a grin as she delivered her ultimatum.
"What? Are you threatening me?" His face was filled with comical horror.
"Hmm hmm..." And she got back to her task of undressing him. She deftly removed his shirt and belt. His feet were already bare. Astha thought what beautiful feet he had. Getting back from her distracting thoughts, she wantedly brushed his over heated body as she skimmed down to her knees. She removed his belt and pulled his zipper with a jerk.
"whoa! Easy. Do you want to kill me?" His voice was hoarse. He was already salivating at what was to come. His hands went out as she moved away slightly.
"No; I will carry out my threat." Shlok didn't want to take a chance. He simply complied, for the first time in his life. Astha took his member out and lightly grazed the tip with her tongue. Shlok swore inchoherently and closed his eyes with his head thrown back.
Astha took that as a sign of encouragement and took him in her mouth completely. His breathing was audible and shaky. Strangely the sight of him losing control turned her on more. Within a few minutes Shlok caught her hair roughly. He pulled her up. "Enough!" His voice was rough.
Shlok kissed her hard briefly before carrying her to the desk. He lay her down on the desk, her legs partially dangling out. He pulled at her shirt buttons, not caring if the buttons flew apart. His hand caught her waist as he entered her. His other hand traced her swollen orbs as he started moving against her.
Astha was simply lost in the thunder that he created in her. She gave up to the pleasure, biting her lips from crying out. As he increased the pace, Astha stiffened against the rising tide of pleasure.
"Let go baby." His voice was gruff. And Astha exploded into pieces even as Shlok groaned at his satisfaction. Shlok slowly moved away, pulling her to his sated body. "Marry me."
"What?" Astha was stunned. She didn't see that coming.
"I don't think I can live without you, without this. I want you with me till I get old and frail. Even after that. I love you." He finished softly.
Astha's eyes welled up with emotional tears. She kissed his cheek softly. "Yes. I love you too. You are my life." Shlok was too choked to answer. He held her, his hug conveying everything he wanted to say.
They moved apart and Astha attempted to close the gaping shirt, exasperated to find many buttons missing. She rolled her eyes at his grinning face. They chuckled at the sight and went up to his room together.
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