| SwaRon SS - Masked Feelings.- Epilogue updated @ 40 - Page 14

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Happy birthday Aunty 🤗

As always m super late ...Sorry for commenting so late :(

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Awesome update twinny 👏👏

M jst falling in love wid ur writing more n more n the way story is moving is beautiful ... Loving the way swayam n Sharon coming close n hope shivam gets to knw the truth bt surely wid a twist 😉

Hope to see Sharon confessing her love for swayam to Shivam n some emotional love confession bewteen Sharon n swayam ..Twinny I guess u knw wat I want bt I hate the fact is story is about to end 😭😭

Feels like to keep on reading the story as it's getting dat much interesting ...Love ur writing on swaron u justify their character superbly n the plot of ur stories seems like something which is completely out of my imagination 😃

Cheers to u for coming up wid such awesome stories always

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8. Raw Love

That night changed everything; shattered every relationship. A gaffe demolished a number of lives. It was an unintentional mistake. Swayam never expected anything that happened, neither Sharon. He never expected to get intimate with her, but their life had planned something tragic for them, the unintentional act had put them in a place where they couldn't even face each other anymore.

His eyes roamed over her body, not lustfully but lovingly. Her eyes were almost dropped, having not much energy to stay open, her black eyelashes merged into one, through the small slit he could see the glittering green eyes of her stare deep into the depth of his black ones.

The things happened fast, without giving much time to rethink what was happening or to realize that, they were doing wrong and they should not do that, but the urge, the love, and the desperation were so strong that nothing else mattered. More than a mere lust the need to be one exhorted them to do the worst.

She was intoxicated, but he was not. The pinky promise he did was broken, he didn't drink that night, he just sat beside her staring at her face until she pulled him towards her, where he could even see the freckles of her eyes, she blinked making him smile.

He shifted his position to make him comfortable, one palm pressed against the soft bed on her right side and with left hand; he held her left wrist.

"Swayam, you know this is wrong," Sharon mumbled and shifted her palms from her side to his shoulders, not realizing how hard it was for him to keep him under control. He thanked his stars for keeping him conscious, if he was not he would have ripped the clothes she had and would have made her his in every possible way a man could.

"I know Sharon, this is so wrong." taking her hands from his shoulder he put them carefully on the bed; he raised his head and looked at her face. That was the first mistake he did on that night, the moment he faced her, the first string of his control broke.

He retraced his hand back to his lap from the side of her body and sat straight. "I will arrange medicine for you; you will probably have a headache when you wake up." Mumbling mostly to himself he walked away to search medicine. Taking it out, he came back and sat down on the bed beside her, after setting the medicine in a place that would make it easy for Sharon to see when she wakes up.

"Swayam,"

"Sleep Sharon." He placed his hands over her eyes and said softly.

"You didn't drink, right?" she pouted and removed his hands.

"You will say thanks to me tomorrow for that and please don't pout..." He said, rather requested, "Now sleep,"

His desires were already out of control, in a dimly lighted room, the gorgeous lady he ever met, lay on his bed, vulnerable, and in a state where she would not remember anything if he did something. Her smile, her cute chuckles and her every gesture urged him to let go of his values and make love to her, but his conscious mind never failed to remind him that he should not and he didn't, but she had something else in her mind.

His reveries broke when he felt a wet lip on his palm, Sharon kissed his palm lightly, making him shudder, and the naughty glint that her eyes displayed tugged the last thread of his control. She tugged his hand and intertwined their fingers, next moment her lips met his wrist. Nothing happened as they wanted, they did not want to do something erroneous and regret it later, but some mistakes are worth happening.

A few minutes later, Swayam found himself lying beside her and she hovered over him. His hands moved its own accord and stopped at her mid waist on the backside. Her hands held him tightly against her flesh; her right leg moved over and rested on his.

"Sharon, please stop this torture." He snapped angrily when she directed her lips towards his neck.

Her eyes filled up as soon as those words fell on her ears, after placing a chaste kiss over there near his shoulder blade, she laid her head on his chest."I love you Swayam," her words muffled against his shirt, "Make love to me."

Horrified, Swayam shifted her briskly; her eyes were dilated, gazing at him without blinking. He rested her back on the bed and supported his weight on his right elbow. She was ready to give up her all womanly values, her dignity and her chastity for him; everything felt so small in front of her love, she was ready to give up all those she secured for the right man, for her love; the right man was in front of her, and nothing else mattered more.

"Make love to me Swayam," she said clearly and with a strong voice, having no regrets and no hints of backing out.

"Are you sure?" words left his mouth before he could even stop them.

Nodding, she pulled him and slammed her lips on his. Her lips moved ferociously against his, after a few seconds, he regained his composure and reciprocated with same intensity, from that moment they could not find a stop and they didn't. He shifted his body and wrapped his hands around her tiny waist, then pulled her closer. The air in the dark room became thick, the passion oozed out, and their bodies melded into one. When he realized that she was getting out of breath, he moved his lips away from her and she whined losing the contact. Chuckling at her impatience, he lowered his head into the crook of her neck.

His conscious mind kept rambling, he was wrong, he should not do what he was doing, but her love intoxicated him and he pushed his mind away letting his body take over his heart's desires. He also knew that she was vulnerable, she was wasted and he should not take advantage of her, but he did everything his heart led him to. Some moments will become 'meant to be' when you let your heart take over your senses.

He reached up to the hem of her shirt, and tugged it, letting her know his intentions. Every time he touched her soft body, she giggled and that sound transformed him into a beast, not being able to wait he ripped her shirt into two parts. Sharon's eyes popped out, seeing Swayam out of control.

"That was my new shirt, how dare you to rip it?" Baffled with his action, she cried out.

"I will buy you a dozen of that kind." Muttering to his wild woman he leaned towards her once again. He moved his lips to her collarbone, but before he could do anything, she yelled.

"I will rip yours." In a swift move, she came over him, ripping his shirt apart she grinned proudly.

"Oh god, you will be the death of me." he once again rolled over. Holding her two wrists with one hand, he raised it above her head, she struggled under him to be freed.

"Don't move." He warned.

After lots of struggling, they both got rid of their clothes, they touched each other, they caressed each other, they loved each other, and they marked each other. He invaded her personal space, his hands roamed over her body shamelessly, and she withered under him.

"I always wished you to be my first." She whispered, smiling, encouraging him to make her his forever. Her fingers disappeared in his soft hair.

He raised his head from her stomach and leaned forwards towards her face, placing a kiss on her forehead he smiled.

"Me too." He returned to his initial position, but he was interrupted with her next set of words.

"I always wished you to be my last too."

Her words hit him hard, he should not do this, she is his brother's fiancee, this is wrong, he stopped dead on what he was doing; the things that he pushed away came rushing to his mind and her fingers stopped its movements. He pressed his head against her stomach and didn't move for the next ten minutes, she also didn't say anything, they stayed silent, a very awkward silence.

He retreated himself from she and looked up to see a sleeping Sharon. He made her wear her all clothes with his one shirt, after covering her with a blanket he wore his clothes too and locking his door, he walked away.

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Next morning Sharon woke up in Swayam's bed. Confused about how she ended up there in such condition, she stood up from the bed. As soon as her feet touched the floor, a sharp pain shoots up in her head and she groaned.

"Oh god, what the heck happened? Why my head hurting like a bitch" she searched her mobile to call Swayam, but a text from him welcomed her.

Sharon,

I have to go to a meeting, will be back tomorrow morning only. I have put your medicines on my table, please have it. You got drunk last night, that's why you have a headache.

Swayam.

"I got drunk last night, and what happened." She stared at his shirt that she had worn.

How I ended up in his shirt?'

Did something happen last night?'

Oh god why I don't remember anything?'

Her mind got messed up, she replied to his text.

Okay Swayam. Come fast we need to talk.

And BTW, how did I end up here in your shirt?

Sharon

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