Fantasy- MaAn shots

| Innocent Sin| - Shot 2

[Rating - 16+ ]

Pursing her lips, she walked over to Samar's wardrobe and threw it open. "M-Main aapko abhi kuch aur de deti hoon" While she rummaged through the dresses, Anuj came up behind her, his dark eyes fixated on her head. What was she talking about? What could she see?

Having found a kurta, that she was sure wouldn't threaten her sanity, she spun on her heels only to collide into Anuj as they both lost their balance. While she stumbled backward into the wardrobe, Anuj tried to catch her as his one arm drew up around her waist while the other clutched the door for support.

Hands clutching his shoulder for support, Anupama looked up as she found the man towering over her, his breathing shallow.

This proximity was driving him insane and so he decided to withdraw, but as soon as he pulled his upper body away,Anupama came forward and collided into his chest too.

Anupama blushed as she withdrew her face but realized that her necklace was entangled with his neck dori.

"Um..ye wo..dori.." Anupama mumbled while Anuj hummed and turned his face away. His grip on the closet door tightened and he fisted his other hand that was still behind her waist.

While Anupama gently untangled his dori from hers, she couldn't help but look at his face looming over hers. And as she continued to separate the threads that had gotten quite badly entangled,Anuj looked down at her and smiled as he saw her tongue poking out in concentration. A huff of irritation then escaped her lips as few stray locks fell in front of her eyes. Mesmerized more so than ever, he gently gathered the locks and tucked them behind her ears but as his touch lingered, she found her own heart speeding up as she looked into his besotted eyes and found herself enamored.

She meekly nodded her head indicating that her work was done and Anuj nodded too, as he withdrew his fingers and smiled awkward. But this time, when he attempted to move away,Anupama flinched.

"Kya hua?" He asked while she had her neck tilted to one side as she held her hairs. Following the direction, he realized that her fine hair has gotten entangled in his buttons.

Anuj chuckled internally. His lady and luck both were with him today.

As he gestured her to keep still,he fiddled with the strands stuck in his buttons, while she just wanted to run away. One, she didn't know where to keep her eyes- on his face or on the wonder, right in front of her face. Two, why did her son have such a kurta? And this thing had buttons! Then why were they placed so impossibly low!! What was the damn point when they couldn't serve their purpose but were rather playing around with her hairs! And why was her hair so unruly in this one instance when she had left them open.

"Done!" Anuj declared pridefully as he took his chance and slid her hair over her shoulders, his fingers cascading the length of them smoothly.

Could he hear it? Because that soft caress of his fingers had sent her heart into a frenzy. As she nodded grateful, Anuj decided to step back but paused when he heard footsteps closing in.

Quickly, he moved in pushing Anupama against the wardrobe shelf.

"Anuj kya—

Before she could voice out her complaint, he placed his forefinger against her lips and nodded his head in negative.

As she raised her eyebrows in question, Anuj leaned in towards her ear and whispered."There is someone at the door. If we were to be seen like this, kaand ho jaega".

Anupama found it hard to concentrate on his voice since his breath against her ears was making shockwaves ripple through her body.

"Ye wardrobe khula kyu hai?"