SidNaaz: Suroor E SidNaazians

New Intimacy Found

Sidharth Ashok Shukla sat in his chair indulged in an important task since 30 minutes. His concentration undisturbed and gaze, unwavering. The files on his table untouched, the laptop in sleep mode and phone on silent. One could wonder what was such important task, that he has given up on his job.

Well, you see, he was staring at a certain woman who refused to give him an inch of her attention. Shehnaaz was sitting, head bowed over a notepad and fingers quickly typing in a report. So Sidharth Ashok Shukla right now, is not even on her list of priorities. A report that is due after 10 days has pushed him out and the workaholic woman denied to acknowledge the displacement.

He looked at her, enjoying the sense of pride he had been feeling. Shehnaaz grew leaps and bounds, leaving the impulsive, uncontrollable teenager behind and grew into a level-headed, rational young lady. She was still Shehnaaz, just not the 'I'd-rather-die-than-let-others-feel-hardship" Shehnaaz.

Amongst many other facets of her, Sidharth has marked his recent favourite. It's the Shehnaaz that set his senses on flame on his birthday and has continued to do so, ever since. Like he promised, the had gone on a date, multiple dates in fact. All of them sandwiched between kisses and make outs.

They have been sneaking all around the house, wifh him pulling her into dark corners and guest rooms. Swollen lips, messy hairs and unsatisfied desires had been their routine.

He planned to change that today. It's time they take a step forward, and by no means was he a saint. Sidharth stared at the woman sitting at the foot of the couch and began taking her in. She was in her customary night suit. The usual kurti and those baggy pants. But there was something special in today's. White in colour. Pure, untouched and unruffled. Like her soul and her essence. The dress reflected Imlie more than anything else.

Physically, it is also the reason behind his stares since a long time. The dress was thin, flimsy and stuck to Shehnaaz in all the right places. It framed her shoulders delicately, it's deep round neckline suiting her perfectly. All Sidharth wanted to do, was to slowly push the sleeve down and kiss his way along her shoulders.

His gaze moved to her neck, and beneath. The steady rise and fall of her breath accentuating her collar bones and making him play peek-a-boo with the cleavage that disappeared beneath the dress. He gripped his chair tightly, controlling the dark, dominating monster inside him, begging to break forward and take the lady sitting. Take her to ecstasies and show her worlds, all the while, not letting her move from under him.

The monster wanted to see his marks, all over her neck to the seducing collar bone and hear her, hiss and moan as he gave them. It wanted to roam his hands all over her body, exploring the deepest corners and tasting her.  It wanted to see her bite her lip in anticipation as he traced his fingers along her legs, going inwards but missing the spot that she oh-so desperately will want him to touch. It wanted him make his way downwards, teaching her new sensations as he toyed with her extremely sensitive bundle of nerves, all wanton for his attention. It wanted him to dip his finger in her eager depths and explore her as she moaned his name, softly. It wanted him move with her, lip to lip, shoulder to shoulder, breast to breast, hip to hip and limb to limb. It wanted him to make her scream his name, between gasps and breaths, again and again and again, until...

Until both of them shatter together and hug each other, experiencing their highs and love each other, like there was no tomorrow.

Sidharth jumped out of thoughts, the sudden ping of her phone bringing him back to reality. He shook his head, desperately wishing the images to go away. His pants were beginning to get uncomfortably tight and he cleared his throat, swallowing the dryness.

His gaze roamed all around the room, trying to concentrate on random things willing for the hardness to go away and Sidharth groaned as his eyes fell on Shehnaaz once again. Shehnaaz was bent slightly forwards, her neckline hanging forward. This time, there was no peek-a-boo as the valley between her breasts came into his vision.