Part 1 The Kiss
It was quite late in the evening, Dr. Nagarajan and Karan Khanna walked on the lawn, moving slowly towards the entrance of the lavish hotel they were currently staying at.
Karan turned towards Dr.Nagarajan and smiled, "Toh phir 3 weeks hone ko aaya hai!" Dr.Nagarajan stopped and looked at him, "Haan! And you will be my 125th patient after all! Who knew!" Karan looked at with endearing eyes, "Ab kya?" She continued moving forward and replied "Ab...you must continue to stay sober and check in with me every week for a year!" Karan stood where he was and said, "Main uski baat nahi kar raha tha! I was talking about us!" Dr. Nagarajan continued walking further without giving him a glance and replied nonchalantly, "What about us? I love you!" Karan yelled out. Dr.Nagarajan stopped but didn't turn to face him. "Iska jawaab nahi hai tumhare paas? Iske liye kaunsa treatment lun?", he continued speaking.
She just stood there, swallowed a lump in her throat without having the faintest idea for a reply to his questions. "Hello? Behri hogayi ho kya? Jawaab do?" He walked towards her, grabbed her arm and pulled her close. His eyes locked with hers, he held her close to his chest. She resisted but couldn't get a word out. "I overheard you talking with Sherry! I know you love me too. Phir bhi jaane ki baat kar rahi ho?" Her eyes widened at him but she soon pulled away from him. "What do you want me to do, Karan?" She asked him, a little teary-eyed, with a little confusion and a whole lot of frustration. He honestly didn't have a reply. He wanted her to do something but even he didn't know what it was. To be honest he hadn't thought it through, he never did.
He just stood there, looking at her. She, still in her pajamas, had draped a shawl around herself and her hair was brushed to lay on one side of her shoulders. This had become a thing now. He absolutely adored her.
Just that moment, it started to pour, following a thunderstorm. Dr.Nagarajan began running towards the hotel, but Karan pulled her towards him again and kissed her. Her shawl fell to the ground. His lips met hers and she didn't unwelcome them. It came as a shock to both. He eased into the kiss after the sudden rush of hormones had settled in. The rain intensified and so did their kiss. His hands slowly slid down to the small of her back and settled there. He pressed her closer to his body. It felt like a jolt of electricity had hit her core. Her hands which were pressing against his chest, slowly moved up to his neck. She ran her fingers through his hair and gripped it tight as she tilted her head to allow him more access. His manhood twitched at this brassy move of hers.
He was sure she would just push him away and give him a tight slap but she had embraced his audacity oh-so graciously. Their clothes were soon drenched but they just didn't care. The cold breeze sent shivers down their spines. His hands slowly moved up her back and down again, which caused her tiny body to shudder under his warmth. Her cheeks were flushed, heat radiating from them. Their lips moved almost synchronously yet hungrily, heads titled appropriately, allowing them to relish every moment of this sweet dalliance. Soon they had to pull away to breathe. She just stood there, in the rain, with a poker face. She wasn't going reveal her cards just yet. Before he could say or do anything, she ran towards the hotel and this time he didn't stop her. Instead, he began to process what had happened. "Oh, shit!", he muttered and ran his fingers through his hair. He picked up her shawl and stood there, not knowing what to do next.
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