Aryan Khan (One-Shots/Short-Stories)

His Brother's Engagement [2]

continuation from the previous part.

~ Amrita ~

We reached his place within twenty-five to thirty minutes as it was late at night and there was minimal traffic. I parked the car inside the building and looked at him. He was sleeping peacefully over my shoulder. I caressed his face softly and woke him up. 

Aryan yawned cutely and realized that we had reached.

"So you drove us to our home safely, Jaan". Aryan spoke in his raspy voice.

We went in the lift to the fourth floor and entered his flat. He lived in a posh area in a 4bhk flat which was one of the reasons for me avoiding living with him. I came from a middle-class background and had rented a 2bhk flat after getting a promotion at my office. But he owned these kinds of pads in many cities and countries. I didn't want anyone to think that I was after his money or was a gold digger. He knew that this might be a reason and at one point in time wanted to shift to my house to stay with me. 

But as my family visited me often, I convinced him not to. My family had accepted our relationship but they would never accept us staying together before officially getting hitched. And I didn't wanna create any difficulty for them. Although I didn't stay at his place, I had a spare key and a few of my necessary stuff for situations like this. He told me to freshen up and change while he did the same. I took a hot shower and wore nightwear and came to the dining area. He was making coffee for himself. Aryan knew I wouldn't drink it as it was late and I follow the basic night and day rules. I drank a glass of warm water and went to his room and made myself comfortable on the bed. He came in with his coffee. He had changed into track pants and a vest. He kept the coffee on the side table and sat near me with massage oil. I looked at him curiously as he pulled my legs and kept them on his thighs and started massaging my feet. 

I told him I was fine but he insisted upon doing it as the feet were slightly swollen. He caressed my feet for a while and then asked me if I needed a head massage. He sat with his back to the wall and I sat with my back facing him, between his legs. I laid my head backward on his chest as he massaged my forehead and ruffled my hair. He kept sipping his coffee from time to time and pecking me on my hair. I loved his forehead kisses much more than any other physical form of love. I described to him about some random incident from my office and he kept giving his views once in a while. 

"How much I wish to come back home to sleep like this with you every day! Why don't you think of living together or else let's prepone our marriage, Amrita?" Aryan expressed in a serious tone. He usually calls me by my name when there is some serious matter.

"We are anyways getting married next year. Do you really wanna marry sooner? "I asked.

" Hell yes! I can marry you even tomorrow if you give a nod. Let us live together soon yaar. It feels so good to sleep by you and then wake up with you by my side! " he exclaimed. 

I told him, I will think about it and discuss it with my family then. He felt relieved as I agreed easily. He hugged me from the back and snuggled into my neck giving me wet kisses. Although I didn't wanna stop him, I knew both of us were very tired and had to go to work the next day. 

So I turned my head slightly to look at him and told him,

"We won't be able to stop if we start now, and then we won't be able to wake up tomorrow on time."

He chuckled softly and nodded. I got out of his hold but he held my hand and pulled me closer for a kiss. That kiss turned into a smooch and went longer than I had expected and I knew we wouldn't be stopping at a kiss now. He took off his vest and unbuttoned my nightshirt while continuing to explore my mouth with his tongue. He pushed me and came over as I caressed his back and pulled him close enough. He showered my neck and chest with wet kisses and held on to my bosoms. As he was going down, he saw me wince with pain as my feet were hurt. He met my gaze and kissed my toes and came up to kiss me again. 

He knew how exhausted I was so he came near my ear and said,

" Jaan, let's cuddle and sleep today and continue this tomorrow ". 

I smiled, I loved this about him. He always knew when to start or when to stop. He respected my needs and understood my situation without me expressing it. But before taking me into his arms, he unhooked my bra and kept it aside. He then pulled my naked upper body over him and I put my head on his chest as he caressed my bareback. 

" Women must loosen up their undergarments before going to bed. It avoids a lot of health issues. Sleep well, Jaan. I love you" Aryan whispered in my ears with a smirk. 

I smiled and kissed him on his chest a few times, shifted myself completely over him with both my legs on each side of his thighs making as much contact as I could with his bare upper half. The only person in the world with whom I felt comfortable enough to sleep naked and feel his touch and heartbeat was Aryan. 

He was truly the man of my dreams and reality. He kept caressing my back before going into a deep slumber.

I forgot how to write! I don't know how to do this anymore!