"How long is it going to take?"An impatient growl, travelled into the room from outside.
Radhika sighed. Dear, lord, help me in getting rid of this impossible man.
"I can't reach the zipper of the dress."She yelled finally, giving up, all her hair f...
His hold on her hair and his lips on hers shocked her to the core. Radhika gasped. And he put more pressure of his lips on her mouth, his minty breath mixing with hers. Radhika stepped back in an immediate response.
His hand in the air, he looked at her taking a step back, his eyes straying up and catching her eyes, his jaw locked.
Radhika clutched the sharp long paintbrush in her hand as a defence against him.
He towered and loomed over her a good five inches. Radhika held the paintbrush to her chest now, staring as though an idiot.
His eyes narrowed, and slowly his gaze slid down to her chest and then to her eyes. He moved real closer to her, she stiffened and tensed up like a bowstring. His hand covered hers, carefully he slid his one forefinger soothingly on the rapid beating of her pulse. Her hand slackened the death grip hold on the paintbrush. He took the paintbrush with the other hand and put it on the canvas board holder behind her. This bought him closer, her chest rose and fell, touching lightly onto to his light purple t-shirt-covered chest. A tremor through her. All the while his intense brown eyes never strayed from hers.
"I frightened you." He whispered gravelly.
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His rumbly deep husky voice travelled from his body to hers, raising goosebumps on her skin. His breath hit on her forehead. Every cell in her body went hyper-aware and sensitive to his presence. It made her flustered and breathless which in turn annoyed her to no end.
"No." She whispered back defiantly, but her tone came out soft and breathy.
His stare moved finally from her eyes, and she should have felt relieved but she tensed up more when it settled on her lips again.
At the speed of the rapid beating of her heart, Radhika sure was in grave danger of dying of heart failure. He leaned towards her face, getting closer and closer. His breath hit full force on her lips. Tingles spread across her, low in her belly. His lips were only an inch from hers. His hands were on the board on either side of her waist, holding her prisoner by locking her body to his. She leaned back and his head moved right along with her. Her chest was plastered to his strong hard upper front.
Radhika was about to push him away but when she glanced up to look into his eyes, she got arrested and tingles turned to an abrupt heavy pleasured pain following from her chest to low in her belly. His eyes held such intensity, such desire, to do things to her body, desire for her. She gasped out by the slam of desire it brought to look at his face.
His nostrils flared and his pupils dilated, a myriad of unspoken things passed and Radhika understood acceptance, triumph and pure male satisfaction. It brought a pleased glimmer to his eyes registering her reaction. His hand slid on her waist. It heated her blood as his burning touch moved over her spine and up into her hair.
It was only a minute that he looked shocked then he looked up and down probably with an expression of disgust. Wondering in mind, thinking what had made him make out with a mouse.
Early in his office, he humiliated her to no extent and now this? Saying that he bought her with money. Making her feel like whore. All day she was hurting thinking of his brutal words.
Radhika's legs turned rubbery and she held her hands behind the board's wooden hands. Wrong move. Very wrong move. She thought he would either wring her neck or have a showdown. His body stiffened again and his eyes settled on her chest. His body rippled in the V-neck T-shirt sweater he was wearing. His hair gleamed dark, the locks were all over the place, she blushed ten shades by the way she pulled and clutched the silken strands. He looked, my god, she thought, too good, like a demi-god, and previously she had thought he was not.
Heavens! What was he doing with her, she was small in comparison to his all over his physique. She was wearing a red tank top and shorts, the nightgown strings opened themselves by his frantic pulling hands earlier. Radhika was sure she looked like a total homeless person.
His stare on her chest worked up her body into a hot mess. His eyes travelled leisurely to hers again. Curiosity. Bafflement. The disgust of earlier turning into bemusement now. He stood there with an odd expression, this one seemed like a mask veiling her assessment of his eyes. He seem to sense she was prying deep into his eyes, because of the next moment all those things she understood earlier wiped out completely, leaving only her reflection in those brown swirling orbs.
But, he didn't seem to leave, in fact, he looked comfortable as if he had all the time in the world to stare at her. Like she was some kind of a puzzle he wanted to solve.
A second passed and the full reality of the situation dawned over her, instantly freezing her heated skin. She had made out with him. In the frigging forest. In the middle of nowhere. Heaven helps her, she behaved so idiotic, worked commonly by her desires. No control over the body.
Now, he would think that she was some kind of sl*t. Oh god no.
Radhika stepped back, she saw his gaze snap back to hers. He moved forward but when she whimpered in fright. His stance got stiff and his eyes turned cold. His hand which had been outstretched now turned into a fist.
He scowled, and cursed heavily, looking up and down at her one last time, he spun around and walked away. His back to her face. His strides took him away from her. His steps on the ground moving forward. A space engulfing. A ground distancing. A place emptying a huge part of where he stood moments ago. Radhika's eyes held his disappearing purple figure intently.
Her eyebrows furrowed feeling immense heavy silence vibrate her mind and body. The cold started to grow on her. A strong gush of wind moved her back, Radhika gasped....a tear escaped her left eye.
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Did she need to call him back? To ask just what had happened?
She walked forward slowly. Her strides moved along the path. A string near her heart had attached a strong threat and pulled and propelled and pulled her body forward. Towards where he disappeared.
She ran and walked. It didn't help with the desperation she felt at the separation. Radhika broke into a run altogether.
Wait!!!!!!! Her mind called out.
Her eyes watered more. She ran forward into the thick trees, twigs and branches breaking into her skin, but she didn't care.
She got out and came onto the road, looking around and panicked, but it was empty. Except for a black car far at a distance, there was nothing.
Radhika slid down on the road, gasping for breath.
Did something happen tonight to her? She felt it hit her very soul.
The string which tied its invisible string and thread to her chest, hurt her now. Extreme.
She felt a change come over her. Feelings, took her breath away, as her eyes watered more.......
