KUCH TOH THA

Chapter 7

Slightly mature content

Abhi's view:

I know this is exactly what I wanted. To be loved by her! I wanted her to the extent that I wanted to bare her body by ripping her clothes off & slam my bare body against her. But I should have some control over me. I shouldn't behave animalistic. We can take slowly. First I'm letting her to have me. Then I can have her. Her lips created some sort of magic which spread through veins all over my body. I can feel the heat radiating from my own Body. She's placing soft feathery kisses. She's handling me like a delicate doll.

I mentally chuckled. Then my thoughts came to a halt when she licked my beard. That's it! I groaned in pleasure. My blood started to flow towards south & it made my manhood grow harder for her. I never knew she's bold enough to lick me. I was never sexually aroused to this extent before for anyone. If she proceeds what if I cum before entering her? It would be embarrassing. When I realized that I would be inside her in few minutes, it sent electrical jolt to my spines. Now she knows how my skin tastes. She even knows how my lips tastes. Even if she finds out how each & every inch of my skin tastes, I've no complaints. But I still don't know how would she taste. Also I'm in need of release myself inside her. I want to know the ecstatic feeling of her soft skin wrapped around my hard one. Running away from each other is ain't a solution for our sexual tension. We should pursue whatever we have. Maybe we can talk regarding this later. When I came to this conclusion, to my dismay she moved back. When I missed the feeling of her body pressing against mine, i opened my eyes slowly. I saw her horror stricken face. I can understand what is bugging inside her. I hesitantly started “Pra-gya it's not....", but before completing the sentence she ran to upstairs. Again she ran away from me. When is she going to stop running away from me? I'm still in hell. My body is burning. I'm need of her. Yet I decided to not go back behind her. She needs sometime alone. Whatever happens I won't leave this house without talking to her. I want my pragya back. I took some ice cubes from the refrigerator & settled on the couch. Then the realization dawns. Fuck! I can't use it here. This is not India. British winter will kill me. I left the ice cubes on the dining table. This day can't be anymore worse.

Who gonna save my day? Maybe sleeping! I myself suggested this idea to me. Sleep can help me get away from this horror situation. My eyes are willing to close. But my body isn't ready to give up. My body is rigid. I can feel how hard my south is. The couch is so uncomfortable as it's so small for me. I sighed in disappointment. One side my stomach is burning as it is craving for some food. Other side my desire is burning as it is starving for pragya. Fifteen minutes passed by. I heard door creaking sound & I lifted my head to look at her. Her eyes were blood shot. I know she might've cried in her room.

"Abhi you aren't used to British winter. You can't sleep here. Plus you're 5'8. So the couch would be uncomfortable for you. Morning you might get back pain. Let's go to upstairs!" her concern filled voice echoed inside my eardrums. Even though she got hurt she's still concerned about me. It made me happy. But I need some food now. I saw the clock. Time was around 12.

"Pragya I'm starving. Can you give me some food?" I mumbled. Actually I'm lil embarrassed to ask her anything.

"Don't tell me you didn't have your dinner" she retorted. "Actually I didn't have my lunch either" I muttered.

"What?" she screeched in shock. "Have you gone nuts? How many times have I told you to not skip your food? Are you getting any award for starving? Jebi se!!!!!" she yelled at me. I chuckled. In return she gave me a deadly glare. Her eyebrows furrowed. Without wasting a minute she headed to kitchen. I followed her to the kitchen. "I'll re-heat some rotis I've made for my dinner. Is it fine?" she asked. "Anything" I shrugged.