Casa 13 Part 187 E on 131 - Page 2

They exchange breath capable of soldering iron, hers comes out in gasps while his is long and labored……..

Khanak's self pity takes over and so a quiet "I don't think so!" comes out of her mouth.

She shuts her eyes and waits to be released, he reaches for her left hand that's crushing the edge of her pallu and releases it, fights to link his fingers with hers, her bag and purse drop from her right hand involuntarily when her left hand links with his.

Shaan: Did you know he was coming today? (sniffing her neck and ear)

Khanak: I didn't know this was your house, and you were going to be here! (bitter)

Her eyes are still closed his hair tickles her cheek and neck, as he leaves a trail of steaming breath. His thumb rubs the center of her palm he watches her squirm

Shaan: Is that why you came to Delhi so you can be close to him?

Khanak: I came to Delhi because I can be far far away from you

She moans in frustration

Shaan: were you planning to stay the nite with Dadi?

Khanak: Ummm… mmm

Both wait for the other person to make the first move, and so end up enjoying the proximity.

Khanak: It was a bad idea, Dadi talked me into it

Shaan: You would rather have gone on a double date with Prad and your friends? The husband spoiled the picture? (nasty)

Khanak: I really didn't want to meet you (tearing up)

Shaan: I can understand how it might cramp your "single" lifestyle

She pries her hand free, he wont allow it

Khanak: Jab hum saath nahi hai to aapko is se kya matlab main jo karoon

Shaan: Did you urge him to choose FMS for his MBA

Khanak: I would have if he had asked me!

At that point he slams himself on her, knocking her breath out

The door creaks, her protest gets muffled on his tee

Her eyes fly open as she looks at him in fear

Shaan: No wonder you advertize your single status so explicitly "Ms Mistry" (fierce)

Khanak: Mera haath chhodiye, please. Hatiye……. I cant breathe

Shaan: is this like not being able to see without those glasses? (mocks)

They stay pasted on each other for a few seconds, they can hear a bell ring outside, he doesn't let go, she pleads "Its prolly Ritu" panics

He brings his free left hand and feels her arm, rubs his thumb where Prad's goatee chin touched her

Shaan: Enjoyed his caress?

Khanak: Totally ……..It didn't poke

He bends down and kisses her mole, under the collar bone

Khanak: that was abrasive (lies)

Shaan: Good!

As he continues to graze her neck and collar and chin vehemently.

Shaan: Pretending to be single, encouraging my cousin……. Good going Ms Mistry

Khanak: What ever I do I do splendidly Mr Gujral

Spits fire at him

He looks at the way she says his name, mesmerzied, his left hand travels up and down her arm.

Shaan: In that case you must kiss splendidly also…. Ms Mistry. Lets find out!

Kisses her for the first time during the separation.The familiar groan escapes his lips when they come in contact with hers….. He can feel her stiffen in fear beneath him her eyes are terrified , he lets go of her right hand and places his hand on her bare waist as she buckles again, he can taste chocolate, the only kind he loves are the ones that tastes like her, she can taste scotch, and mint……. Her left hand goes to remove his from his waist and she hears the familiar " No Khanak!". Unspeakable joy snakes through her system upon hearing him say her name like that passionately for the first time in months……. His hand begins to inch up towards her ribs……..

She is a soft warm mass of silky chiffon, he is still damp from the tryst in the balcony,cool firm and strong…….her lip gloss will be all gone again and he will be unapologetic about it as usual………his left hand reaches for her braid and pulls off the scuncie, the silky intertwined weaves of the braid part effortlessly and hangs in a long glossy mess, he picks up a bunch and squishes it in his hand…….. and a "Good God!" is whispered on her lips, as his fingers get to her nape through the glossy strands