Billionaire's 'lost' wife

Chapter 13- The Couch that spoiled the kiss

The study stood at the corner of Shandilya mansion. It had Rukma's late father's huge desk and shelves upon shelves of legal books.  Rukma and Chetan considered it as a sacred space, preserving the memory of their father. They had only updated the furniture and now one of the windows overlooked the garden. Beyond that not much had changed during the renovation. Chetan had added the couch and the all the tech on the side of the desk.He used it to look serious and mature during his key investor calls.

Rukma decided to move past the couch and towards the desk to make this meeting more businesslike. Vit stared at her first and then leaned against the wall, and continued staring at her. Her morning look was interesting, she looked out-of-the-bed comfortable. Her eyes were beautiful as usual. 

'You brother had no clue about you marriage plans. '

Mid way to the desk, Rukma turned in alarm, 'You asked Chetan about my marriage!'

'You had told me if i wanted to ask for a proper marriage, I need to talk to him. So I figured the other fellow would have talked to him as well if things had gone far.' Vit explained.

She went and closed the study door gently. She would not want any of this conversation to be overheard!

Vit found it amusing. 'Are you sure you want to be alone with me behind closed doors? You have filed for annulment.'

Conscious of the situation, Rukma immediately moved to the other end of the room behind the desk.  'I am not scared of you. I know how to take care of myself.'

'I am not forcing myself on you either. No matter how much you tempt me!' Vit defended himself. He had come uninvited so he could not blame her squarely for looking soft and sweet.

'I think yesterday was proof enough of your behavior.' She accused him.

The memory of her in his arms came rushing in. 'Don't tell me that you were not willing.'

'I was, till I realized that you are engaged to another woman!'

Vit could not stop himself from asking, ' Did we..when we...when we were together in the forests for almost a month, did we...errr...have a physical relationship?'

Rukma folded her hands around herself and answered, 'Back then you were far more sorted, you made it clear that you wanted nothing like that and stuck to it. You were a thorough gentleman.'

'But I do remember you kissing me.' Vit reminded her.

'Yes thanks for the reminder. Yes I kissed you and then you told me how and why this marriage won't work. Why I should not have any expectations from this marriage. So I don't plan to repeat it. '

'Have you kissed the other person?' Vit could not hold his curiosity.

Rukma took a minute to process this question. She was part angry, frustrated and amused. She was not sure she wanted to laugh or cry or punch Mr Vit on his face!

She decided he needs to understand his boundaries, 'None of your business.' she answered in a very clipped tone.

Vit was standing next to her in a moment, 'Can you please repeat what you said?' he asked barely controlling his anger.

Rukma moved past him towards the door trying to create space between them. Vit did something he had never done, he pulled Rukma by elbow and she literally crashed into him with her back hitting his chest.

Neither wanted to acknowledge the sensations that ran through them. Vit released her hand immediately and Rukma turned to face him. Her wrap was stuck in his open zip and came off revealing her very loose top. Vit tried to take it out and Rukma pulled the other end balancing herself by placing a hand on his chest. This was becoming unbearable for Vit, she was again in his arms and he was lost.

Vit kissed her on her forehead. Rukma looked up in a shock.  Their eyes were locked and Vit took a step towards her and Rukma almost backed into the wall. Vit took his time to kiss her eyes and then moved to the lips. She was softer and sweeter than he had remembered. The wrap was gone and she was backed into the wall. All rational thought was gone and Vit was kissing her passionately.

Rukma was holding on to his shoulders to steady herself. Despite what she had promised herself, she was moaning softly into his ear and that pushed him over the edge. His hands had circled her waist and held her in his embrace. He was hungrily kissing the neck and shoulder area exposed by the loose top.

His hand snaked up her the stomach and onto her breasts. She was moaning loudly by now and could even feel his arousal. Passion had taken over and was deaf to her rational mind. He was kissing the skin just above her breasts and the scent was maddening. Instinctively he wanted to move her away from the door to ensure privacy of her response. Her arousal was meant for him only and while he hoped to savor it, if only he could rein in his hormones a little.

So he picked her up in his arms bridal style to take her to the couch. It felt so natural to him holding her body in his hands. Her head rested on his shoulder and he could still hear her soft moans of passion. He was not sure he would be able to stand it for long and softly placed her on the couch.

 It was the feel of the cold fabric of the couch that Rukma realized how far they had gone. Vit was sure why he had behaved like a teenager left alone with his crush. He had not been so hormone driven since eons, and he knew Rukma to be almost an innocent. She knew the birds and bees but never gone beyond kissing. She stood up and Vit stepped back and Rukma picked up her wrap and covered herself. Rational thoughts finally came and collided with the sensual ones.

Vit was shocked at her defensive stance, 'Surely you have nothing to be defensive about. I am not that kind of a person.'

Enraged, Rukma challenged him, 'Then what were you trying to do here?'

'The question is what are you trying to do here! Whenever I try to talk seriously about the marriage closure or your marriage plans you sidetrack us into something else!'

'You are accusing me of trying to seduce you?' Rukhma was aghast.

'100 crore rupees does turn heads of people.' Vit was angry that he had lost his control so badly and she was not even ready to acknowledge her role! Experience with his ex-girlfriends had taught him a lot. 

Rukma stilled for a minute trying to process what he just said. She stepped close to him and  slapped him!

Vit stared at Rukma, 'What kind of behavior is this?'

'One that you deserve. Talking as if I was alone in this room! My sympathies for your fiancee. I think you should leave now.' Rukma said in a very clipped voice.

Rukma stepped away and opened the study door, 'I don't think we should meet again. You can sign the papers and end the relationship.'

As Vit passed through the door, Rukma added, 'Our  meeting again would not be fair to your fiancee. All the best for your marriage.'

Vit turned to look at Rukma and she averted her gaze. While his heart still had the fuzzy feelings for her, the cheek still stung from the slap and the brain was trying to remind him of the situation and the answers that were needed. There was still another part of his anatomy refusing to come out of the mad rush it had just felt.

Rukma was stood next to the door and her gaze followed the movement of Vit exiting the hallway and the out of the house.