Having a bottle of champagne in his hands, he looked straight into her eyes but did not answer her back.
Closing the door, he locked it and walked toward the refrigerator.It was Shana's turn to be enraged.Was he hurting her on purpose?He was well aware of her hate toward it and yet he had the audacity to bring the bottle.It was like having a taste of its own medicine.Vihaan was well aware of what he was doing, knew very well it was hurting Shana like hell and yet he was doing it.He was so lost in his pain and betrayal, he was no longer the gentleman.Closing the refrigerator door, he looked at Shana from the mirror and found her standing with closed eyes and hands in a fist.He closed it with a loud thud on purpose and effectively saw her looking in his direction."What is it?" she demandedShana waited for him to say, anything.But nothing came out of his.She saw him looking and looking at her through the mirror while standing behind her, and the intensity of his gaze was no more authoritative.Rather it was to claim her.None of them breaks eye contact, their eyes telling each other what they want.Shana wanted him to know she could never cheat on him and Vihaan wanted her to know he wanted her in every way.And then Vihaan moves his eyes from her to her face and then to her cleavage.His eyes remain there for a minute, and then down to her abdomen, to her waist and finally to her legs to move back to her neck.Shana was on fire.Not from anger or something, but from the intensity of his gaze.Or the fact she wanted him for a long time.She was sure if he would
The naked white and smooth legs caught Vihaan's attention in a second and he no longer wanted to sleep.Fuck sleep! He no longer wanted to have any control over himself.But his desires almost sank in disappointment when he saw Shana covering herself hurriedly.Shana did not look at him at all, even though her face was burning with his gaze.Swallowing his saliva, Vihaan withdrew his eyes and unconsciously adjusted his manhood.It was getting tough for him to lay next to her without touching her.Trying to close his eyes, Vihaan started counting numbers from one to hundred again and again until he could erase her half-naked body from his mind.Thirty minutes later, he was still counting, his arms under his head but palms in fists.Grrr...grrrr.... grrrThe vibration of the phone distracted him.H
"Vihaan" stopping him from unbuttoning the last two buttons of the chest area, Shana placed her hand over him preventing him.Vihaan stopped, momentarily.But a mere look at her and he knew he was not forcing her.She wanted him just like he wanted her.And the next second he was kissing her.His hands did not need any guidance and they reached back to her breasts.Sneaking inside her almost-opened shirt, he heard her moaning against his mouth the moment he touched her bare under the breast.And he lost all the sense.He was correct. Her body was so ready for him.Grabbing and kneading her breasts, he sucked her lips, his right leg making its way inside her legs.Shana no longer wanted to stop, her body and mind drugged with his touch, touch of hands, lips and tongue.
"Fuck, Shana!" Vihaan exclaimed, jerking her hands off his eyes.Shana immediately closed her eyes and covered them with her arms as if shielding her properly. Meanwhile, her breathings were too rough, her cheeks too red, and her body deep in pleasure too much.She did not care what he was saying, thinking or looking at. She was busy captivating and feeling her first orgasm because of any male.Her male, corrected her heart.Vihaan waited and waited for her response, but when he could not wait for more, he grabbed both of her arms, uncovering her eyes.Shana closed her eyes with more force, as if that was making her cover herself from embarrassment she was feeling.Vihaan was now no more interested in looking in her eyes.He was worried.Had he hurt her?Before he could question it, Shana, opened her eyes, but with
Driving at the lowest speed he could, Vihaan stole a glance at her when he saw her turning uncomfortable in the passenger seat for the nth time.But he did not ask, for the silence in the car was hard to break.He knew the better place to discuss it. He was not going to let it go.All Shana wanted was for the ride to end as soon as possible. Only she was aware of the difficulty she had been facing every time she would cross her legs and feel the sensation between her legs, and every dirty thing a woman could imagine would surface in her mind.On top of it, Vihaan's presence was not helping her at all.Trying to distract her thoughts, she looked outside the window and felt relieved.But it was too short.Bored of it five minutes later, she looked back inside, and unconsciously, her eyes turned toward him.She was not aware of what hap
"Missing me, wifey?" Vihaan anxiously waited for the response, the speed of the pumping of his heart increasing with time.His cheeks red like strawberry.Days had passed since the incident or the fortunate incident at the hotel, but unlucky him, he had not spent a single night with Shana.The day after that, he had flown to Mumbai for meeting with the same client he had cancelled his meeting with.It was not hard for him to visit her, but something inside was asking him not to as if his absence would make her miss him or feel his love toward her.Not so far away from him, Shana was standing in between the doors of the wardrobe, surrounded by his clothes.Trying to ignore the voice and the butterflies it gave to her, she supported the phone in between her neck and head by adjusting it with her left hand and once her hand was free, she felt the texture of his white shirt,
The silence was heavier than the mass of the earth.And Shana's heart was heavier than the mass of Jupiter.For the first time, Shana acted flustered in front of him and within a second, the call ended.Or rather she cut the call.Dhak dhak dhak.....Placing her hands on her heart, she tried speaking calmly, " Calm downnn," but to no positive result.She had no idea why she was getting so excited and affected by it.It was not she had never talk on phone .Yes not on video call but was not it same as audio call.But her heart knew it was not at all about the type of calls.It was all about the flirting.They were acting like strangers after two three dates."Love me like you do ...."The song continued, but Shana did not pick up the call.
Shana watched Vihaan walking toward her, her right hand still clutching the glass pressed against her right cheek.The glass was surely helpful. It did not let the blush cloud her cheeks.A minute later, Vihaan was standing in front of her in his full glory, the blue pants hugging his legs and the purple shirt glorifying his chest.He remained standing without saying a word, his hands inside the pant pocket on either side, the icy blue dial with platinum case Rolex adorning his right wrist.Shana was immensely lost. She did not even bother blinking or averting her eyes.Damn! He had never seen so handsome.Or maybe she had never seen him properly.She came to her senses when she heard Ms Kriti," I will be out." and saw her walking out of the gate.And still, she was lost.She had no words to say. All she wanted was
Lying on their bed, she watched him, removing the tie, and unbuttoning his shirt, and then suddenly he stopped.The action did not go unnoticed, and immediately, Shana looked at him.And found him looking at her."Always Look at me," he demanded as soon as their eyes met."I am already looking at only you," Shana replied emphasising on 'you', and her eyes reached to his manhood again.Shana took a long breath as soon as his hands touched his belt.All the curiosity, anxiety, and excitement made their way, and she could feel the sweating make the way.She had touched and had felt him, but now she was going to see it.As if he could sense, he spoke," Are you sure?" Even though his heart was praying, " Please don't say 'No'"."Are you going to torture me in slow motion, " Shana was restless now."Ha
"What?" Vihaan almost stammered.And he broke the kiss, not because he wanted to, though. He looked at her, shock written all over his face.Did he just hear Shana correctly?Shana hesitated. Was Vihaan not ready anymore for her?But the kiss did not seem like it. It had the same passion."Nothing," and she blurts out with disappointment, lacing her voice."Shana...please repeat what you said?" Vihaan just wanted to hear her say once more.He had wanted to hear it for such a long time that he was not sure he was even hearing it.Lifting her chin, making her eyes meet his, Vihaan spoke again," Please, just once."His pleading but love-loaded eyes and his thumping heart answered the one Shana was searching for, and she whispered the magic words again," Love me, Vihaan."Tick tick tick
Ascending the stairs, Shana knew it was a turning night in her life.Vihaan had never left a party like it ever.And she was confused.No way, Vihaan had left the party simply because saaransh had danced with her.And the voice of Vihaan rang in her mind, " One touch of another man on your skin and trust me, you will never forget this night.""He was not serious about it." speaking to herself, she tried calming herself.She was so engrossed she hardly heard Vansh's footsteps beside her."Good night, beautifool" Stopping at the first floor, Vansh looked at her.Shana smiled tight lips, her eyes on the second floor, her heart beating fast, in excitement and desire.Waving goodbye to Vansh, she hurriedly ascended the stairs and halted in front of the door to their bedroom.Calming her running heart,
Everything was going well. Since the arrival of Vihaan, Shana could hardly feel any gaze. And the party was going great. As it was for only closed ones, it hardly had thirty to forty people. The food, the music, the aura, everything was perfect. "I think it will be a girl" Sipping the soft drink, Shana spoke, her eyes filled with love looking at Avni's belly. She was standing in the middle of the party hall with Vansh, Avni and Anubhav. "I think it would be a boy" Vansh spoke next. "Come on! I can tell you it will be a girl" Caressing her belly, Avni glared at Vansh. "Ofcourse, even I want a girl" Joining Avni, Anubhav continued" Imagine having a little image of you. That would be so beautiful" and he was dreamy now. Shana was enjoying t
Shana was sitting in front of the dressing table, her pinkish-round face glowing.Not with any makeup, but with shyness, excitement and nervousness.Her greenish silk saree with a backless blouse and the emerald necklace adoring her petite and creamy neck were not making her less prettier.And she realised people saying green is her colour were not liars.She was glad to choose green, for she wanted to look pretty. The feminine in her was urging her to look beautiful, for herself and for Vihaan.She knew something had changed, maybe not just something but everything.She now wanted to wear gorgeous sarees and dresses and wanted to look mesmerizing every time.And her expectations of herself were so much, she could not even decide which lipstick to apply.Her heart as usual wanted red, but her eyes and mind were urging her to go to pink.And vihaan lying on the bed, his hands supporting his head was not helpful at all.Instead, like always he was increasing her heartbeats and regrets.
Shana might not have forgiven him, but she would answer him ,whenever he would ask her anything.But that was it.Days passed and it was one fine day.Avni and anubhav have visited them and all except Vihaan were sitting in the lobby, enjoying the sunset and cool Breeze while enjoying the coffee.Vihaan was as usual in his office, he had some important meetings with the international client.But he had promised Avni he would be with them as soon as the meeting will be over.Sipping the coffee while gossiping , Avni spoke up, gaining everyone's attention on her"I have something to share with you."And she had everyone's attention.She looked nervously at everyone and then her gaze halted at Anubhav who was sitting beside her on the sofa.Out of her habit, Shana was noticing her body language and she noticed Avni's p
Two days passed and it was already Sunday.Neither Shana nor Vihaan had any plans, but the rest of the Rathores had already departed to one of their relatives.Since it was one of her favourites, Shana took her time to wake up.She had no obligation to wake up early and to rush to the office.She had inner plans though.She wanted to wake up late, have a bath, have brunch and then she wanted to dedicate her time to writing.It was killing her to know she had not written a single line for a long time.Waking up at ten in the morning, she was out of her room after half an hour.She had not taken a bath yet, she was craving for some strong coffee.Still in her sleep, she descended the stairs to reach Vansh's floor and the thought of having a glimpse of him made her walk toward his room.Knocking, sh
Good morning" Trying to meet her eyes, Vihaan spoke while sitting at the breakfast table.It was not exactly morning; it was ten in the morning, and they both were late for the office.Or, Vihaan was deliberately late as he was waiting for Shana to at least look at him.He was completely sober, even if he was not, he was not going to show it.The thought of the night was a nightmare for him and he did not want to ruin the present day.But it looked like it had.He felt Shana ignoring him completely, and once done with the breakfast, he followed her back to his room.Closing the door, he walked toward Shana and lightly grabbing her elbow, made her turn towards him."Please look at me" Lifting her chin with his index finger; he was like a lost puppy.Shana did not glance at him."I am sorry, Shana"
Tick tick tick....The second hand of the wall clock was increasing her heartbeat with every strike and she was becoming more anxious.Now she was concerned about him. It might have been normal for her to pretend to be okay in front of the members of the family when they had asked about Vihaan and she had replied" He will be late."But, now when she was alone, and time was passing at a fast pace, she was worried.All she wanted was for him to be in front of her.Lurching up from the bed, she stood up and picking the phone from the table, she had just dialled his number when she heard the bell ringing outside the door of the room.And the next second, she heard the knob of the door turning.She had never been so relieved as she was a the moment and she almost ran forward to hug him.But, then she stopped and all the anxiousness, worri