itni mehnat ki hai...


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itni mehnat ki hai...
Waiting...
Waiting...
They were out strolling and as they were moving very slowly and aimlessly they did not notice that they have left the crowd back and were in an isolated lane. As they had been warned before it started to drizzle and they were not carrying any umbrella with them, as the first drops hit them they realized that they were in some unknown place, both looked at each other and smiled.
She ran to the nearest tree to shield herself from the drizzling while he just stood there rooted. He thought about the past few days they had been with each other, there were no more barriers now as they now knew what they felt for each other, the drizzle soon became rain, and he was fully drenched. She called him out and he came out of his thoughts to find her standing under the tree and the rain increased even she was starting to get wet.
He came near her and stood resting his back and one foot on the tree trunk with his hands in his pocket, he watched as she covered herself with her shawl, he hair were now wet and water droplets were teasing to pour down to touch her already wet face, she was rubbing her hands together to stop the chill feel of the wind, she now and then moved her wet hair back that fell again and again on her forehead. He watched her mesmerized by her soaking beauty, she was looking divine, he remembered once seeing a statue on a female who poured water from the vessel.
She felt his gaze on her and turned back, she was taken aback on seeing his darkened eyes, she shivered and tried to look somewhere else but his gaze held her, now it was her turn to be rooted, he was standing at a distance from her his hands still in his pocket but she could swear that she could feel them all over her, she shook her head firstly to make herself come back to senses and secondly to break the gaze, she turned her back to him but she felt a strange pull.
He smiled at her effort to control herself, she was not conscious of herself before but after seeing his desire which was quite evident in his eyes she became aware of her being alone with him that to drenched. She looked around just to find that the lane was totally isolated and with this heavy pour there was no chance of any one to come.
She turned back and as he knew that he was making her uncomfortable he stepped out of the tree shade and sat on the nearby bench. She looked at him, he was fully soaked and his clothes stick to him like second skin, his perfectly trimmed chest was quite evident and as the water dripped through his hair and touched his lips she shivered, even she was feeling the same desire, she wanted him to come to her and hold her but she knew it would be wrong but still she longed for him to come near her, she shivered again with the thought.
He could feel her gaze on him, he smiled and looked back, she dip her face down and fixed her gaze to the roots of the tree, he stood up and stepped towards her, her toes crawled in her shoes, with his each step she could feel her heartbeats increasing. He came near her and stood there with minimum permissible distance, she just had to take a step towards him to make a collision, she could fee his hot breath. She felt butterflies in her stomach.
He took one more step and there she was in his arms, he lifted her face and rubbed his thumb on her lips, she shivered and fisted her palms, she did not look at his eyes, he lifted her chin to make her look at him and there gaze were locked he slowly rubbed his palm on her arms, it felt good, she placed her palm on her chest his heart was competing with her own, he pulled her and nibbled at the pink soaking petals, she at first was shocked but within few seconds responded back, they kissed as if there was no tomorrow, they stopped to take a breath and she turned back, hitting her back on his chest.
He encircled her and took off her shawl, her blouse and the skirt were clinging to her not leaving anything for imagination, he slowly moved his hands inside her shirt and caressed her waist, she shivered and held his moving hands with her, he pulled her close and placed kisses on her shoulders and neck, she trembled.
As Time went and the downpour became heavy she gave in to his desire and let his hands move on their own accord, in turn she too explored where ever she felt like. She was on the verge of giving away, they were in a lane where anyone could appear anytime, but all was forgotten, he pulled her further and moved his hands under her skirt when thunder bolted and they came out of what they were doing, he looked at her in horror and Maan's words roared in his mind take care and I want her back as she is leaving in single piece no damages and no messing up with her.
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