Hustle For Love |COMPLETE| MaNan Fiction

8. The One Where We Made Love

A/N : So hello readers! Apologies for missing the date! As the chapter title suggests, this chapter will have matured content, so kiddos I advise you skip it ;)

Also, this is a turning point of the story! :D

Enjoy and happy reading!

A.

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S.P.A.C.E. Academy, New York circa 2011

(Manik's bedroom, S.P.A.C.E. Residency...contd.)

Nandini Murthy

I woke up in the morning feeling weird, I wasn't used to anyone bodily hugging me in my sleep; and here he was hugging me tightly like I'd run away if he loosened his grip. His arm caged my waist, his leg looped around my thighs, his head lovingly nestled in between the valley of my breasts; what Manik and I shared that morning was pure synergy. I tried moving, but his grip was tight, I couldn't; but as I slowly started becoming aware of my body, my God, was that his morning wood I was feeling between my thighs? Yikes, Ayap--Never you mind! Urgh.

"Why're you fidgeting, baby?" he mumbled without opening his eyes, spooning his head further into my mounds. Aah the feeling, I wish I could explain exactly how peaceful and fulfilled I felt at that moment; it felt like my world was in cadence.

"Manik.." I muttered, unsure what to say next.

"Mmm?" he replied, as I felt a soft peck on my breast, as his palm moved from my waist, up my mound which he softly kneaded from one side and kissed from the other, with his eyes shut. The boy had no idea of the amount of pleasure he was inflicting on me, with his soft kneading and wet kisses. I shut my eyes and rolled my head back in the pillow in sometime, the pleasure was engulfing me.

"I'm hungry, I want my favourite breakfast" he whispered close to my ears, after softly nibbling my ear lobe.

"Hmm?" I motioned in uncertainty.

"Help me unhook your bra, and let me feast" he replied softly, although I knew it was a command; he was always in control.

"Manik, I love you."

There, I had said it, just like that, without even thinking it through in my head; it simply rolled out of my tongue like it was the most natural thing to say! Ayappa, what's wrong with you!?

Manik was leaving a trail of wet kisses down my throat when I literally spelt that disaster, and for a moment it seemed he froze.

Sh*t, sh*t, epic f*cking sh*t!

"Nandini.." I heard him utter, there was a tone of uncertainty there that, to be honest, did sting. Here I told him my truest feelings without bringing my Murthy ego in between, least he could do was smile a little, or maybe sound slightly more decisive?

I looked at him with questioning eyes, and our eyes met. I don't know why there was so much hesitation I felt in his eyes, what was that for, I had said I loved him, right? So that meant we could go ahead! I mean, yes maybe love was a heavy duty word to use at this point, agreed; but it also meant consent, right? Then why weren't we making love already? Anyway, after a brief few minutes of frozen silence and an eye lock, Manik was pulling back. Like seriously, you start my engine and suddenly put a break on yours?! Ayappa!!

I don't know what came over me, when I clutched his hand instinctively, that he was pulling away from my breast as he was moving back.

"Please don't" I whispered, not meeting his eyes. I didn't know why, but I needed this, I needed him.