Part 41 - Caribbean, here we come!
Astha and Shlok got back together. Astha immediately went up and deposited the bags in their room. Shlok stayed back to speak to his Baba and Varad. He informed them about their trip. Their ticket was booked for the midnight flight.
Anjali urged them to have their dinner before packing for their destination. Niranjan was concerned about their stay and other details. Shlok assured his Baba that everything was taken care of. He then called Astha. Together they had a light meal before proceeding upstairs.
Shlok ensured Astha packed every little item from their shopping trip. She was reluctant but he insisted. Finally Astha gave in, though she did have her own clothes packed as well. She did not want to give up that easily.
Varad and Sojal were ready to drop them off in the airport. Astha and Shlok took the elders' blessings. They also went to the Kirloskar house and informed them before leaving. Kalindi and Avdhoot hugged Astha and Shlok before sending them off.
On the way the conversation flowed in general. Before they knew, Astha and Shlok were inside the airport after waving off Varad and Sojal. The check in and other formalities happened. Soon eough, they were seated in the business class seats. Both of them politely declined the offer for drinks.
They chatted for a while and Shlok worked in his laptop. Astha was content to surf through a magazine. A yawn caught Astha unawares and her eyelids started drooping. Shlok continued to work for a while. He saw Astha sleeping. Immediately he kept his work aside and set her comfortably in the business class seat. Shlok also covered her with a blanket and switched off the lights.
He gazed at her sleeping form fondly. How innocent she looked. She was still a child-woman. He could hardly think of any another woman with such vibrancy, love, and innocence. Well, that innocence may not stay long with the kind of things he wanted to do to her and with her. A sexy smirk came on to his face at that thought.
After a long journey their flight landed and finally they completed their check out. With the connecting flight and a rather long journey, it was evening by the time they landed. A limousine was waiting with Shlok's placard. They swiftly proceeded to the luxurious cottage that they were to inhabit for the next few days.
The cottage was overlooking the beach. It had two huge rooms, a small living room, and a kitchen. Astha instantly fell in love with the beautiful place. She ran from room to room and exclaimed at every small little thing. Both the rooms led to a huge balcony that was facing the beach. She stood in the balcony and breathed in the air. By the time Astha entered the second room, Shlok had already kept their luggage there.
He was nowhere to be seen. She saw one of the boxes from the shop and a letter underneath the box along with a long stemmed red rose. Astha picked up the letter.
Astha,
I am off to get us something to eat. Meanwhile freshen up and wear the gift I have given you. No excuses...will be back soon. Eagerly waiting.
Love,
Shlok
Astha's heart raced. She tore open the gift. Inside she found one of the nightwear Shlok had chosen. A black, lacy, short nightdress that hardly qualified as a dress. She turned it forward and backward. It hardly concealed anything. What was the point in even wearing such a thing? Huh!
Shlok came back and noted the bedroom was empty. He was wondering where Astha was. He heard the shower stop and waited with a bated breath. Astha slowly opened the door and peeped out. She saw Shlok sitting on the bed. He was wearing a shorts and a t shirt. Obviously he had showered before he left.
Shlok heard the door open and got up towards Astha. He was amused to see the pair of hazel eyes peep out of the door.
"Come out Astha." His husky voice beckoned her.
"How..how will I come out in this Shlok? I can't" she stammered. Astha was flushed completely and her eyes darted in part excitement and part embarrassment.
Shlok walked up to the washroom and slid open the door. He took Astha's hands and pulled her out. Shlok's breath froze in his throat. Astha was looking so freaking hot. He almost lost it then and there. Man it had two whole days since they had made love. He was brimming with need.
Astha saw his dark brown eyes flare with desire. His pupils darkened and his breath came out slightly raspy. "Astha.." Her name came out as a husky moan and the next instant she was in his arms.
His kissed her with complete dominance, not giving her time to think. Her lips parted immediately. She went on tip toes and she grabbed a fistful of his hair.
Shlok's arms crushed her and his lips became rough. His lips moved to her neck and he bit the side of her neck. Astha gasped at his intensity and closed her eyes in complete abandonment. Suddenly Astha realized what was wearing and where she was. Her confidence dimmed slightly and she crossed her arms in front of her chest.
Shlok pulled her arms and lifted her gently. He laid her down on the bed. "Don't be shy. This is me and we have already done this. It is too late for modesty. I have seen all of it." He finished with a husky laugh.
Astha blushed furiously at his words. She bit her lip in her inability to take the lead. Shlok touched her lower lip with his finger. His mouth replaced his finger. His hands lowered the thin strap of the lacy night dress. Astha turned her face and caught the sheets tightly when Shlok lowered his head. A soft moan escaped her swollen lips.
Shlok took his own sweet time and tasted every delectable inch of hers. Between sighs of ecstasy and groans of frustration, Astha was reduced to a puddle of need. He finally got up to undress. Astha's eyelids were heavy with need and she opened them with difficulty. When she saw him for the first time in a little light, she was scared. No wonder it pained the other night. Will it fit me?
"If you continue to look this may not last long." Shlok's throaty voice reached her ears. In a split second he came back to her and made her his. To her surprise and pleasure, it did not pain and they both soared the journey together.
The meal was forgotten and the champagne remained unopened. The two love birds slept peacefully after a tiring journey and an even more tiring session of love making.
There you go. The HM that all of you were talking about. Hope the hotness quotient was delivered as expected!! 😉
And I had one more question in my mind. Do any of you re-read my work any time? Just curious to know...
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