AVENGING LOVE

Chapter 39 : Birthday Bash

The warm aroma of pancakes, reaching her nostrils, was what woke Akshara up from her deep slumber. Turning on her back, she stretched her arms above her head to ease out the knots while slowly opening her eyes.

“Good Morning!”

Abhimanyu greeted cheerfully, placing the breakfast tray on the nightstand before sitting beside her.

“Happy birthday love. How are you feeling ?” - he asked softly, putting aside hair from her face.

“Sated.” - she replied, then after a pause, added : “For now!” - making him laugh.

“Is this the same girl who, during our first time, was blushing hard enough to combust into flames ?” - he asked, mischief shining in his eyes.

She shrugged while answering :

“You have spoiled me. And are spoiling me still.” - she added, looking at the tray on the nightstand.

She sat up and he carefully placed the tray between them on the bed.

“It's your birthday after all. Breakfast in bed is mandatory. Besides, I have to give you, your remaining surprises naaa...” - he said.

“So this is my third surprise ? Breakfast in bed ?” - she asked while pouring maple syrup over pancakes.

“Nah. Your third surprise is breakfast in bed made by ME.”

Akshara barely saved the syrup from dropping off her hands as she stared at him with her mouth agape.

“You'll catch flies honey.” - he smirked, while closing her mouth with his finger.

“You made this ?” - she asked, overcoming her shock.

“Why, yes.”

“I didn't know you can cook...” - she commented.

“I didn't either. Since it's the first time I have made something.”

Her eyes softened and she felt her heart melting like maple syrup. He, Abhimanyu Birla, cooked for the first time in life.

For HER.

“Jaan...” - he whispered in a chiding tone and wiped the tears from her cheeks she didn't know she was shedding.

He picked up a pancake and made her have a bite. Her eyes automatically closed at the taste and she moaned when the syrup mellowed on her tongue. She opened her eyes when his thumb wiped the excessive syrup from the corner of her lips and sucked it clean.

“I take it that it's delicious but don't moan like that. I'm already barely holding myself back with you in my shirt.” - he motioned towards the black shirt she was wearing currently while licking his lips.

Picking the tray up, she put it back on the nightstand and grabbing his tee, pulled him towards her.

“Though one would think that after last night, you would have had enough of me. But the case seems to be different Mr. Birla.” - she whispered while trailing a finger from his temple down to his neck before replacing it with her lips and started sucking at his pulse point.

“I'll never have enough of you Akshara. Trust me when I say, that you have become some kind of a drug to me. Which I crave more and more by each passing day.” - he whispered and inhaled sharply when she dug her teeth in his neck.

His hand involuntarily went to her head and grabbing a fistful of hair, pulled her back.

“You're making us get late for classes.” - he said and saw her eyes fluttering. The desire overtaking her mind.