Rikara - FF - Book | ✓

FF #4 || Chapter 4

Gauri stopped in her tracks when she noticed a familiar face. Priyanka's. She was sitting beside Vikas Arora. At the succeeding quarter of a minute Priyanka was looking at her. It had been three years since she last saw her. It was overwhelming. She looked prettier, her hair had grown long. Damn, she had lost way more hair than her. As girls, they'd always argue about who had the longest hair. It was awkward staring at her, after everything that happened. Perhaps a little embarrassing too. Gauri couldn't forget that moment when Priyanka had learned about Omkara and her.

Gauri giggled when Omkara impatiently pulled her over his lap. "Someone missed me, huh?" She teased raking her fingers through his hair. 

He held her hand. "Stupid trek! Since when did you start liking these stupid treks organized by college?" 

She freed her hand. "It was fun. Priyanka was right." Gauri giggled.

He nuzzled her hair, "I missed you." 

Gauri caressed his cheek fondly. "I missed you too." 

He smiled placing his forehead against hers. 

"God help me, Gauri!" He whispered and in the next few fleeting seconds, his lips were overs. Gauri loved how he brushed his lips over hers. But that didn't last long, soon he had gained access into her mouth. By nibbling at her lips and making her gasp. The soft kiss had now transformed into a full blown passionate kiss. She could feel his hands cup her breasts over her shirt. She liked it. She swirled her tongue feeling every inch of his mouth. 

He broke apart a few seconds later, staring at her while trying to catch some air. "You use too much tongue." He muttered. 

Gauri leaned over breathing laboriously. "Deal with it." She whispered. 

He grinned, "you want to know what it does to me?"

"Oh, no dirty talks, mister." She placed her index finger on his lips. He bit her finger staring into her eyes. The heat between them was unbearable. The sexual tension was at it's peak between them. Now that she was straddling him and kissing him, the tension felt thousands times stronger. He couldn't keep his hands off her.

"Omkara." Gauri whispered when she could no longer hold that intense gaze. He blinked and proceeded to kiss her again. Gauri didn't mind it. She kissed him back with equal fervor. His hands that had been caressing her bare arms now reached her shoulder pushing down the thin sleeve. 

Gauri broke apart at the realization. His other hand was placed on her hips. She glanced at him in anticipation. He met her eyes, his own dazed owing to the passion raking his body. He placed wet kisses along the length of her neck and his lips traversed to her bare shoulder. He gave her a light bite. Not expecting that Gauri shifted. His hold tightened on her hips trying to keep her stationary. Did she even realise that she was literally sitting over him? Her movement did crazy things to him.

He looked at her meeting her eyes. "Don't move." He whispered kissing her jaw. 

"Omkara!" She gasped as he nibbled at her skin. Her hands automatically reaching his hair. They weren't done not yet. The three days of separation had multiplied their craving for each other. 

"Let's flip." He said. She was moving a lot over him, he won't be able to take it more. She moved her leg trying to get off. Omkara acted quickly and lifted her bridal style and landed her on his bed. 

Her eyes widened. He grinned, "its easier this way!" He winked climbing over the bed hovering upon her. Gauri wasn't convinced her expression said it all. She didn't want things to escalate between them. Although the thought of crossing the line tempted her. So what if she decided to have premarital sex? It was Omkara, anyway.