The Intern

Part 3

This is a mature story. Only read if you are comfortable.

Abhimanyu Birla:

It has been weeks and Abhi was still trying to get closer to Akshara. Abhi knew from the first week itself that Akshara wouldn't be like the other girls who would throw themselves at him. He knew he had to work a little harder to get closer to her. Usually, he wouldn't bother. There were plenty of other girls around. Why would he waste his time on just one girl, especially an intern? It was too risky. If he was caught being involved with an intern, it would have a big impact on his career.

But Akshara? There was something about her. The more time he spent with her, the more he wanted her. The way she smiled, the way her big eyes will shine when she got something right, the way she bit her lower lip when she was anxious. Oh that lip bite, it made him crazy. It would take all he had to stop himself from jumping on her right then.  There was something so untouched, so pure about her that he wanted it.  She walked around without any idea just how much she tempted him.

Recently, even when he was sleeping with other girls, he could only see Akshara's face. Even his dreams were about her only. He would wake up in middle of the night sweating and panting and hard after dreaming about being on top of Akshara's naked body. He wanted her. No matter what. No matter the consequences. He had to have her. Even if it just once. No other girl ever drove him this mad before.

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He entered his usual club and sat at the place he usually sat at. It made him have a good view of the whole club and he could see who he wanted for the night.  Picking a girl was easy. There were many pretty faces and he could usually tell who would be an easy catch. All he had to do on his part was buy them a drink and smile, and they were his for the night.

He sipped on his drink and looked around. "Akshara?"  What was she doing here?  She was sitting in a corner, looking lost and scared. He got up in anger. She shouldn't be here.  He walked up to her and sat down. "Hello, Akshara." She turned around and almost jumped. Her big eyes even got bigger. "Sir?" He smirked. "What are you doing here, Akshara?" She started to bite her lip again. She really needed to stop doing that. "Umm...my friends dragged me here. I didn't want to come." He took a careful look at her. She was wearing a silver sequined mini dress exposing her thighs, had her hair down in loose curls and had red lipstick on.  Abhi wanted to pin her down right there in middle of the club.  He tried to control himself. "It's your day off. It's good you are taking time out to have fun." He took his hand and placed it on her exposed thigh. Her skin felt soft. He smiled at her and she smiled back nervously.  "Would you like a drink?" He asked her. "No. I don't drink, sir." She answered back. "It's okay. Just one drink?" He took his hand and took a strand of her hair and put it behind her ear while looking into her eyes. She gulped. "Okay, sir."  He smiled. "Good girl."

After two drinks, Akshara turned to Abhi and grinned at him. "Akshara, I think you had enough drinks." Abhi took the cup from her. "Akshu. You can call me Akshu." Akshu put her head on Abhi's shoulder. "Okay, I think it's time to go home. Come on." Akshu got up and took Abhi's hand and went to his car. Abhi helped her inside the car and went and sat in the driver's seat. "Where do you live?" Abhi asked. "Umm...Udaipur." Akshu mumbled. "Where do you live in Mumbai?" Abhi laughed. "Umm...with Khushi."
Abhi took his hand and put it on Akshu's cheek. She looked at him and smiled. "Do you want to come over to my place?" Abhi whispered to her. "Okay..." Abhi smiled and kissed her lightly on her lips. "Okay, Akshu." Akshu put her head back and closed her eyes as Abhi grinned and drove to his penthouse.

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