It was dark. And she was breathless.
Not suffocating, but breathless with... anticipation? Suspense? Feeling?
She was standing on her tiptoes, and yet she was upright with no effort. A warm blanket enveloped her and she was clutching it.
Yes, that must be it...
But the blanket was heaving... breathing...?
The folds of the blanket enveloping around her felt warm and snug, the safest of feelings. But it didn't cover her whole body. In fact it was only 2 bands of tightness strapped across her back.
What is that?
And suddenly they moved. A pair of hands stroked her back, spreading heat through her.
She was holding on to a person? A MAN !!
His hands ran all over her back, caressing her hair, and immediately she felt wonderful, safe and sound. Strong, big but soft hands stroked hypnotizingly until she was in a trance.
She summoned courage to move her hands. She was touching warm solid shoulders, tense and tight. She rubbed them gently and felt the tenseness leave as the breathing pattern slowed down. She reached up and felt soft wavy hair. As she ran her fingers in them, she heard indrawn breath and the grip around her tightened.
But wait... Shaad's hair is curly isn't it? This feels soft and luxurious, like she could touch them all day.
All words failed her when his head turned and he rubbed his nose against her cheek. Hot steamy breath fanned her cheek, causing her breath to quicken. He followed the line of her jaw and stopped at her chin, aligning his sharp nose to hers.
She closed her eyes, Oh God... this feels heavenly...I have never felt anything so intense...This sense of belonging...
She waited breathlessly for his lips to touch hers. She could feel his breath, so near, as though watching her response. An impulsive impatience rose in her...
Please kiss me !! I need these feelings... They make me feel like I belong to someone I love. Please don't let me go back to that gnawing emptiness i am in when I'm awake...
I am dreaming, right?
She pressed a kiss on the edge of his lips, and loved the feeling. In the next second the arms around her released and he cupped her face gingerly, making her eyes tear with the gentleness. He angled her face and covered her lips with his. Insistent lips sucked at hers repeatedly with passion.
In this avalanche of passion, she moaned and tightened her arms over his shoulders. The movement allowed him time to part her lips and deepened the kiss.
She lost all her thought processes, as his hands bunched in her hair to slant her head back for more access. His hands grasped at her body again, keeping her from falling, restless hands rubbing heat all over her.
She loved it all, wanted more. But she needed to breathe, she was going to pass out soon at this rate. She broke the kiss and pulled back, gasping. His lips moved to her neck and trailed open mouth kisses up to her ear lobes.
She shivered with the sensuous tickle of his blowing in her ear. She laughed breathily...
"Aahil..."
...
Jannat woke up with a jolt.
She felt his arms all around her still, their absence made her feel cold and alone. Still breathless, she looked around and saw Shaad still asleep on the couch.
"Why am I having dreams about Aahil? Are these my own memories, or am I attracted to Aahil's love for his wife Sanam?"
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