A Heart Laid Bare: Raj’s Confession

Saira's pov

Raj’s lips moved against mine with a hunger that took me by surprise. His mouth was warm, coaxing me to melt into the kiss. At first, I was frozen, a storm of emotions swirling inside me, but as he deepened the kiss, something within me softened, and my hesitation dissolved. His hand moved from my cheek to the back of my neck, drawing me closer, intensifying the connection  and cradling, pulling mecloser as if he was worried I might slip away. ThHis fingers tangled in my hair, holding me gently yet firmly, as if he didn’t want to let go.

As his lips parted, his tongue brushed against mine, sending a spark through my entire body. The sensation was overwhelming, and I felt my breath hitch, my hands finding their way to his shoulders for support. My heart pounded, each beat pushing me further into the warmth of his embrace. I couldn’t help but respond, mirroring his passion as my fingers pressed into him, pulling him closer. The taste of him was intoxicating, each second making me crave more, stirring something I’d tried to keep buried.

Time seemed to slip away as we lost ourselves in the kiss. His lips claimed mine with an intensity that left me breathless, each movement conveying a desire I hadn’t anticipated. The room around us faded; all I could feel was the warmth of his touch, the gentleness of his grip, and the way he seemed completely lost in the moment with me.

But as my breath began to falter, I tapped his shoulder, signaling that I needed air. He slowly pulled back, his breathing as ragged as mine. His eyes held mine, filled with a mixture of surprise and something deeper—something that made my pulse race all over again.

My legs felt like they were barely holding me up. My heart was racing, my mind still spinning from the kiss that had left me breathless. Raj had always managed to get under my skin, but this—this was different. I could still feel the warmth of his lips lingering on mine, and it was hard to focus on anything but the way my pulse was still pounding.

I took a deep breath, attempting to regain control over the emotions surging inside me, and finally managed to ask,“Raj… what was that?”

He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me in an embrace so comforting and steady that I felt my heart stutter. The warmth of his chest, the steady beat of his heart, and the strength of his hold made my pulse quicken. I felt safe and grounded, a sense of comfort.

“This,” he began, his voice low and earnest, “was something I’ve wanted to do for so long.” He pulled back slightly, his eyes searching mine, his expression both vulnerable and intense. “I’ve tried to keep my feelings hidden, tried to convince myself that I shouldn’t… but seeing you stuck in that elevator, knowing how much you fear the darkness, it terrified me. I was worried out of my mind, Saira. I can’t lose you again.”I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you. Not again.”

My breath hitched. “Again?” I repeated, the word coming out in a whisper. “Raj… what are you talking about?”