CHAPTER 8Rishab stroked her naked back and leaning over he kissed her spine. Your skin is like cream.
Your hands feel so good on me.
He again bent and kissed over her neck. "Youv'e got marks sweetheart of my mouth, hands."
Lifting her head, she glanced over her shoulder.
"Was I too rough?"
"I have no idea, I was out of my mind. "
He laughed, like a well satisfied male. "So was I.I've got bruise or two.
"I'm sorry. "
"No, dont be. I'm not."
He sifted his fingers through her hair, massaged her scalp. She let his ministration for some time, but later told, "Rishab, we aren't going to do this again.".
"Ofcourse we are." She felt him swell deliciously against her thigh. "And damn soon, I'd guess."
"Thats not what I meant. "
His hands stilled. "What do you mean? "
"Tonight, was just, a think.
"What do you mean? "
"After tonight, we can't see each other, surely you can't think we see each other."
He grew serious. " I dont know what I'm thinking Madhu."
"Frankly speaking, you blew my head off."
Her heart thumped in her chest, but she had to keep these feelings in perspective. "It was wonderful for me too Rishab. I meant what I said before. Its never been this good before. "
Coming up on her elbows, she braced his chest with her hands and told "Rishab, this was wonderful, too wonderful. I dont think we should let this further and risk either of us get hurt."
"What do you mean? "
"Don't you know?"
"I know, but I want you to say it."
"Alright, because we have a connection. We click."
"And that's the very reason I intend to let you go now."
"Because there is no future for us."
He fell back on his pillow. "Damn it Madhu, all I want is you, in my life."
He came back on his elbow again and cupped her breast. "I want you like this."
"Don't do it Rishab. "
"Dont."
The phone rang startling them. "Who the hell rings you at this time. Let the answering machine take that."
"Nick's husky voice filled the room. "Hi babes, I wondered why you din't call after I dropped you home. Anyways, I've reached home. Love you. Bye."
"What the hell."
He swivelled out the bed, far from her
"Tell me one thing"
"What?"
"Did you sleep with him today?"
"What?"
"The dinner date and the phone message
"She came of the bed like a shot, "You bas***d. How dare you...get the hell out of my house", she sputtered. "Get the hell out now."
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