Jennifurr
The sun set beautifully over Bangalore and when he returned home after 8, he found BOTH cats, MJ curled up on his favorite spot on the couch
The kitten... whose name he didnt ask Trisha but she told him as she walked behind it was "Jennifurr"
She stressed the R, like she stressed the NN on his name
Great... now he had something common with a cat.
He followed her to her room
"How old is he?" he asked
"ITS A SHE" she said hugely hurt
"I cant tell" he winked
"I just told u the name no?"
He approached her losing his smile
"Ashwinnn" she warned
"I knoww" he said
Pinning her on the wall between two pictures of blue and white modern art with white frames
"You came early to fight?" she asked knowingly
"Do I look like I am angry?" he grinned
"U never look like you are angry" she said thoughtfully
"Is that a compliment?" he asked his face hovering over hers
She nodded weakly
"U never get angry?" she asked innocently
"I do... but not often" he murmured on her lips as she dodged
"Like when u wear glasses?" she took a pot shot
He pulled the glasses out of his pocket and wore em
"Why are you wearing ur glasses?" he asked, his eyes roving over the denim skirt
she wore to his office the very first time, she had paired it with a simple black tee with a sequinned heart on the center
"I didnt sleep well" she muttered
"Why?" he asked softly
She shrugged
"U know and wont tell? or dont know?" he whispered on her lips
She gasped as she felt his stubble
"Why do u always ask me 2 questions?" she mumbled
He threw his head back and laughed
"U have so many questions" he said softly
"Where is Dadu?" she asked
"u are his best friend dont u know?" she detected a swipe in that tone
"now u are angry" she said softly
He approached hungrily to kiss, her shocked mouth forming a perfect O
as her imagination went on a "high".
she imagined him demanding things in bed, her fingers through his hair..
she shuddered involuntarily... her slender body filling up with goosebumps
He let his hand rub all over her left arm
she moaned appreciatively
His wicked eyes watched her endure the hot flush
She had never felt this intense awe and exhilaration as she did... with Ashwinn
Never with Jayadev...
Ashwin treated her like she was some exquisite work of art
His eyes conveying lust and admiration all at the same time
"Now?" (am I angry or not?) he bend down furiously tonguing her lips, letting himself devour the delectable taste inside her mouth
She had no idea what the question was
She let her arms slide under his ribs and go over his back, going up to his locks
on the back of his neck, smooth silky, she felt his body convulse and stiffen, and a long guttural groan enveloped him
He pressed her body with his urgently
"How many cats?" Sharanbir asked, after a longish grunt at the open doorway
"Trish" Ashwinn promised her moistly
Before stepping away
"I see two... not sure how many u see" he said
Walking out of her room, leaving a bashful Trisha and an adorable kitten to deal with his old man
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