A RoNakshi FF- Hero for Hire

Chapter 118

'What nonsense!'

'Iss mein nonsense kya hai? This makes the most sense...'

He came back down on the bed.

Sonakshi squirmed.

'Rohit! Untie me right now!'
She was huffing away, getting agitated.

Rohit leaned over and kissed her on the lips, a small peck.

'You are so impatient, Sona! Konsi tumhari koi surgery nikli ja rahi hai. Ya hamari flight chooti ja rahi hai..so re-lax..'

He tiptoed his fingers from her legs, upto her thighs, and above, till he again reached the hem of her sweater.

Sonakshi closed her eyes and looked heavenwards.

'Rohit! I'm not in the mood for gam..'

'To mood bana lo..mere liye..'

His fingers lifted the layers of sweaters and warm things she had on and found her navel.
As Sonakshi looked on, his head lowered onto her bellybutton and he kissed her there.

Sonakshi's muscles clenched and she shifted a bit.
She almost groaned out loud as his tongue replaced his lips.

'Rohit! This is not funny! Kholo na haath..'

'Tum karo to sexy, mein karun to funny? Not done Mrs. Sippy!'

Sonakshi rolled her eyes.

As his hands went upwards to her waist, she pushed herself more deeply in the bed.
He unsnapped her jeans, and meeting her gaze, lowered it down.
As his hands touched more material, he looked down.

'Yeh kitni cheezen pehni hain tumne..'

'Haath khol do, batati hun..' she clenched her teeth.

He pushed down one, then another, till she was left in her thermal pajamas.

'Only you can make even this look sexy..'

'Rohit..tum..'

He left that and moved his hands upwards, baring her stomach.

Her sweaters were pullovers and couldn't be taken off without the help of her hands.

Sonakshi saw him realise the problem.
He moved his hand inside, all the way, till his hand touched her breasts, his hand cupping it over her bra.

Sonakshi closed her eyes against the sensation and changed tactics.

'Rohit! You can't do anything like this..please khol do, I'll help..'

He finally resigned himself and reached up to untie the scarf, freeing her hands.

Sonakshi sat up and rubbed her wrists, where the scarf had left marks.
He took hold of her hands and kissed her open palms, and then her wrists.

'I'm sorry, Sona..I didn't mean to hurt you..'

Sonakshi looked at his bent head.

'It's okay..I'm fine.'

She moved to leave the bed, but he caught her hand.

'Mat jao..please.'

'I was just going to change..you know..into something more comfortable..'

A glint came in his eyes.

'Really?'

'Ofcourse! Tumhe shak hai kya? To nahin jaati..'

'No, no! By all means..I'm waiting.'

Sonakshi quickly got off the bed and went to the bathroom.