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41. Proposal

Riddhima's grip tightened on his shirt. "Tell me, Riddhima." This is wrong. He can't demand it from her. "I... I said..." What should she do? She could speak no more. The room turned silent and Riddhima found her nervousness grow.

"I don't know what love is, in a romantic way." Rajveer broke the silence, his voice husky and sweet at the same time. "But I want you for forever. If that is what it is, then I love you too and you can't back away now." His firm words only sounded more seductive to her. She opened her mouth to speak something, anything. She couldn't handle his close proximity anymore. His warm breath continued to tingle her neck, where his stubble grazed her cheek once again. Rajveer dipped his face in the crook of her neck to leave slow, teasing kisses. Riddhima gasped. His hand moved up her arm to remove her hairs from her shoulder that had only a loose white strap of her top. He kissed her shoulder, lightly grazing his teeth. "Rajveer...." Riddhima wondered, when did he become so good at seduction. She rubbed her thighs together. "Tell me." He coaxed. "I love you." She gave in.

Rajveer moved back to look into her eyes and then captured her lips again. Riddhima shuddered, when she felt his hands sliding down the straps of her top. Rajveer kept her busy with his lips, while feeling the warmth of her soft skin with his hands. "Oh!" Riddhima felt her head going fuzzy, when he squeezed her breast. His thumb grazed her nipples back and forth and Riddhima pressed herself into him. "This is unfair." Her complaint came out as a plea when Rajveer bent down to suck her nipples. "Hmmm?" His voice suddenly sounded so deep. Rajveer locked his lips with her again. Riddhima tried to gather her senses back. "Take off your shirt too!" Rajveer chuckled against the crook of her neck. "You can do that. I am rather busy." He playfully bit at her earlobe. Riddhima felt her face heating. When did he get this bold?

Opening his buttons appeared to be one of the most difficult and longest tasks of all time. He was distracting her! When she finally did it, Rajveer helped her in sliding his shirt off his arms. When he was eyeing her lips again, Riddhima pushed him to lie down on bed. She moved her hand across his hard muscles. Riddhima felt slightly nervous as she had never taken the lead. But then again, it wasn't like Rajveer was experienced too, they can learn together. Rajveer looked at her with passionate eyes, patiently waiting for her to begin. Riddhima bent and kissed his neck. Her lips followed the path of his midriff, tracing his muscles with her lips. She kissed him, dangerously close to his waistband. Rajveer took a shaky breath. His hardness was clearly visible. When she came to kiss him again, he snatched the control out of her hands. And then, they were busy together, past midnight.

Rajveer pulled himself away from her, with great difficulty, to wear his shirt. "We will go to hospital tomorrow, together." Riddhima almost whined in frustration. She anticipated that something more will happen between them today. That they will break a little more limits. Her wetness pooled between her thighs wasn't helping either. But, then again, she was in her brother's home. "Okay," she mumbled. Rajveer noticed the annoyance and disappointment in her eyes. He cupped her cheeks. "I will not have you....yet." Riddhima looked back to his smoldering gaze, not knowing what to say.

"Let's meet my parents tomorrow after your job. Are you ready to marry me?" Riddhima felt her heart fluttering, like a young girl who is getting married for the first time. Rajveer's eyes held promise, that he would never let go, that they would fight through the life together. She squeezed his hand. "I have just met my family, Rajveer. I don't think, I would be ready anytime soon. My brother....sister..... We can get engaged,though."

"That's okay with me." He placed his index finger on her cheek and tapped her cheek to bring back her attention to him. "Once we get married, only then ...." His finger moved across her cheek, down her neck, towards her chest, her stomach and went lower. Riddhima held his prying hand. "You were leaving," she reminded him. "Good night." He kissed her forehead. "Sweet dreams." She kissed his cheek.