Rejecting Your Love: Chapter 21 - 22 on Pg. 16 (May 28th) - COMPLETE! - Page 10

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As soon as our tongues met, his hands moved up and down the sides of my body. I tried to lift his shirt off, but I was trembling so much that I wasn't able to.

Randhir helped me though - he took his shirt off and threw it on the ground. My hands roamed up his back as our make out session continued.

This felt so good... this was what I had wanted, and I was so glad that it was happening.

His lips moved down my neck and he slid his tongue down into my cleavage area.

Then suddenly an idea came out of nowhere and hit me... I knew it wasn't the right time, but it was such a good idea, that I couldn't control myself. I wanted to see how Randhir would react to this.

"Randhir," I said to him, holding his shoulders and pushing him off slightly. "I'm pregnant."

He lifted his body up over mine and looked at me suspiciously.

"What?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.

"I'm pregnant," I repeated.

"We had sex two days ago Sanyukta... how could you be pregnant?" he asked me, narrowing his eyes.

"Who said it was yours?" I said to him, rolling my eyes.

He lay down next to me and looked at me straight in my eyes.

"Are you being serious?" he asked me and I nodded.

"Yes!" I told him. "Will you accept me and my child?"

Randhir continued to look at me with suspicion as he nodded.

"Yes I will," he said.

I couldn't stop myself from smiling. I loved him so much... wait... no... maybe... yes, I loved him. What else could this be? This amazing feeling my heart felt? It had to be love.

I hugged him tightly and kissed his chest. He hugged me back.

"I was joking by the way," I said to him. "I'm not pregnant."

"Is this even something to joke about?" Randhir asked me, sounding annoyed.

"I wanted to know how you would react," I told him. "That's all."

"That's stupid," Randhir said.

"I told you I was joking didn't I?" I asked him. "I didn't keep it up for days... now come on, let's finish what we started."

"I don't feel like it," he said.

"What?" I asked, irritated. "You have to!"

"And why should I do that?" he responded.

I sighed and took his hand. I navigated it beneath my nightdress, and up in between my thighs, into my wetness.

"Because of this," I told him.

"Good, more reason to not continue," Randhir told me.

I glared at him.

"Don't be annoying," I said.

I took his hand and started to rub myself down there with it. I moaned softly, but he removed his hand.

"Fine!" I said angrily. "If you don't want to please me, I'll please myself! I have fingers too!"

"Oh really? You have fingers? I didn't know," Randhir said sarcastically, raising his eyebrow. "Do whatever you want... I don't care."

"I hate you," i said bitterly. "Leave me alone."

And then I turned around, facing the wall away from him. His hand wrapped around my stomach and he buried his face in my neck. I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Don't touch me," I said. "I don't want you to touch me anymore."

He pressed himself against my back and I closed my eyes.

"Alright," he said. "I won't do anything... but I want to hold you like this while I sleep."

I just ignored him and closed my eyes.