Tied up in knots
She gently laced her fingers through his hair arching to feel him as she brought his head down on hers... offering up her lips
Her eyes stormy and wild... having no clue what she was doing or where she was...
She kissed him gently, like she was on her first date and she was saying good bye, tentative and shy.
His hands on her lace urged her to "take"
She did when he opened his lips fully on hers...
He tasted like cumin and dates and pepper, there was a dull burn on her left and under her curves where the sticky chutney took refuge
She let go of his head with her right hand to wipe off the trickled jelly
He sucked it clean off her finger and off her skin slowly and patiently making sure he got it all
"How many kinds did u make?' he asked exploring her curves
"Three" she whispered on his collarbone...
Take off ur" he began
"Please da" she held his face in her palm "I texted u when I got home didnt I... I texted u all day yesterday, I left two voicemails" she tried to reason with him
He listened to the whole thing and took her right hand and placed it on her waist band on her knot... the moment his fingers touched her belly button she shook and buckled
He rubbed his palm over her belly... circling her hand. as if he waited...
She undid the knot by pulling the short ended string... he raised himself as if to watch her do that... her eyes were wide open, scared and stimulated
He let her lift up her knees as she rolled it down, and kicked it off her ankles...
He reached for the second bowl and picked up a multi colored wedge and bit into it.
kissing her letting her get a taste... she moaned and moved her face away gently,
he chewed on her shoulder, moving his lips she felt his adam's apple as he swallowed..she writhed in arousal
"I want my teeshirt off" he said
She was weak and unsteady...
"U dont have to eat anymore" she grumbled
He smeared some cold yogurt on her belly as she shook in shock first rage later
Heard him suck it all off...
He reached for the ICE CUBES?
She reached for the edge of his tee and yanked it off frantically
Pulled down his sweats... and now they were even in clothing... just in under clothing
"There!" I am ONE AHEAD" she whispered
Unable to not look at him with no clothes on... lean yet sinewy, hard and strong... and
tanned, he was TALLL... LONG... AND ERMMM... hard like a rock
He reached for the aloo parantha, his chest on her lips, she opened her lips involuntarily tasting his pec
lemony, woodsy... male? her lips bruised and swollen as he had crushed them with his chest because she was getting too far ahead
From chapter 4 to 14...
He lay on the backrest side and put her on the outer edge, handing her the wedge and said "Feed me"
She took it and took a big bite biting off almost 2/3rd of the wedge
"Love it" she mumbled a mouthful
"What part of FEED ME dont u get?" he asked claiming the almost chewed slice from her mouth.
"Appa would have killed me if I had stayed" she continued to plead for forgiveness
He plundered her body with his lips and his hands...
"Please da?" she begged when he let go of her body briefly
He took her hand and rubbed it all over his... as he stroked her nose ring with thumb first, and errmm..lips and everything else inside the mouth. later
"We could work something out" he said punishing.. as she groaned languid... as his hand guided hers someplace she had taken a U turn from a week ago Sunday at Jaipur.
If he was not wrong that U turn was for Appa also... the man was not willing to go away, much to R&B's chagrin
She leaned forward and kissed him fully, as a penalty perhaps?
"Not today please da" she begged terrified
"why" he asked moving on her hand.. the fabric separating his skin from hers
"Ur Dad's home" she gasped as she felt things stir and move
He held her bangled wrist firmly not letting her move it
Afraid and nervous... like she was a teenager.. and her parents slept in the other room
And he began his first lesson in R&B gratification and his first lesson but it started from Chapter 20
He took all her kissing, begging and pleading AND got what he didnt get at Jaipur and rewarded her with yet another gift he gave her in Jaipur
He snoozed on her for a good hour? she didnt know, she slept too too tired to move
Too weak to think... the throw on the backrest now covering them... she was still in her under clothing... he... ermmm wasnt
1 ish "Lets eat II" he muttered on her chin
She was bruised and sore and fuller...
She didnt move
"Hey lets eat"
She snuggled with a "Tchhh" and a "Shhh"
He let her snooze for another 20 minutes
And then snaked his arm and moved a lid off a dish... She stirred and woke
He gently eased himself off her sitting up... she pulled another throw, and wrapped herself, cold...
She served for him and watched as he ate... half smiling
"Its not spicy" he said
"U are goddamn right, if u are going to eat that off my skin it better not be mujhe burn injuries nahi chahiye"
She looked down at her lacy undergarment... a red welt on her ribs where the pepper laced syrupy paste had travelled to
"My Mom would make this for me every weekend" he said softly
"Oh!" her heart rate suddenly picked up and galloped at the unexpected verbal intimacy.
"I would eat on the counter, I would sit on it, and she would roll on the side Manny and Sam burning up with envy" he chuckled
"Unko bahut rulaya hai tumne?" she asked
(Uve given them grief havent you?)
"A lot" he said softly as if sharing a rare priceless secret
She leaned and snuggled, as he ate quietly... she sat up took his plate and served more potato parantha and tore up a bit and fed him
"No its not because I screwed up Friday night" she said looking away
He knew it wasnt, she need not have told him..
"I saw you working in the kitchen" he half smiled
"When u were listening to the Tamil playlist and chopping mint
"I should have known you were being yourself" she growled
She fed him two wedges, one half... tasted her finger and thumb... "Nahi hai spicy" she said
He added more to the plate...
She began eating, and fed him in between...
"I am not making paranthas every Saturday, in fact I want to wake up 11 and EAT paranthas,
tum bana sakte ho chahe, ya koi aur, itne saare varieties ki kya zaroorat hai
BTW WHO EATS KEEMA parantha, atleast paranthas ko to veg rehne do yaar.. ellathayum en da non veg panre? (why do u make everything into a non veg?)"
She spoke her paragraph he knew things were back to normal
She set the plate down after they ate yet another refilling by him
Wiped her hands off and curled up and him...
His armd went around her hugging her...
"Do u like me nose ring"
He chuckled and she felt it under her, as she lay on his pec, her right leg on his, his on the coffee table now, longer... clean and well groomed..
She leaned forward and traced a scar on his shin, 4 inches long visible over/under the dense curling hair
"Yeh kya hua?"
"skateboarding accident in Paris 3? 4 years ago" he said, as he checked his email
She felt the length
"Did u BREAK it?" she asked shocked
"Umm ya, and my shoulder"
She looked at him in horror
They stared at each other interminably... she was unable to cover up the care her eyes showed because he wouldnt let go of her gaze
He was stunned to see so much compassion
"Paris mein to akele" (YOU ARE ALONE IN PARIS ARENT YOU?) Horrified
Her stomach muscles churned, entangled...
AYYYO! II HE IS CARELESS AND RECKLESS JUST AS YOU ARE JUST A MILLION TIMES MORE
WHO TOOK HIM TO THE HOSPITAL AND HOW LONG WAS HE THERE. WHO CHECKED ON HIM? HOW MANY DAYS
AYYO.. WHY DO I FEEL THIS SURGE OF CARE
RAKSHASAN... NEVER FELT LIKE THIS FOR YOU DA
"Arent u supposed to be wearing all those knee pads and elbow pads and stuff?" she asked worrying
tearing her gaze away... flushed, yet unwilling to let go of her caring nature
SHE WASNT SURE IF IT WOULD BE APPRECIATED. HE HAD "BEEN AROUND" FOR 12 YEARS
Such TLC must seem immature and childish to him... not to mention "none of my biz"
"I was II"
"Phir itni chot kaise lagi?" inquistion
(WHY DID U GET HURT SO BAD THEN?")
He set his phone on the coffee table and pushed her back on the couch... his eyes glinting again
POCHU DA. IPPO ENNA SEMAYA TORTURE PANNA PORAAN TEVAYA ONAKKU II
VAAYE MOODADU DI ONNODA
(This is it II now he is going to torture you for being a silly idiot, why cant u just shut up and talk about the weather instead)
He climbed over, peeling her sheet off so he could feel her under him
"I wasnt wearing shoulder and shin pads" he said his eyes dancing on her as he moved
Enjoy and loving the concern every bit
"You BROKE your shin da" she accused
"Were you in the hospital?" she asked visibly shaken
"4 days? 5?" he said
she punched him
"SPEAK FULL SENTENCES..DA. I AM SO SICK OF YOUR ONE WORD REPLIES...
I AM NOT GETTING MARRIED TO YOU IF U DONT START TALKING" she let her tears appear making it seem like she was frustrated with his quietness
But he could tell the accident had riled her up
"Do u promise?" he goaded (Do you promise to call off the wedding if I dont speak?)
Her arms went around him in fury crushing him to her "Jerk" she cursed him
"Koi aaya India se?" she wanted to know "Akele kaise reh sakte ho hospital mein?' (How can u be alone, did any one come over from India?)
"Nahi" he said in her neck
Tanmay's Dad was having bypass at Apollo Sam couldnt leave. Ranjan had been asked by Delhi Police not to
leave town until the "rape" investigation was over, Sam had court hearings for her divorce at Sydney.
Ma? was gone...
"ayyyoyo" she cried softly, her tears soaking the shoulder years after it broke