This is story of a couple who can't be together and can't be away from each other..The chemistry will not allow them to be away where as the situations will never allow them to be together.
This story was abandoned by me long back because of so many...
I'm so pissed and I didn't want to face them. I am not ready to explain to my friends what that discussion is about. And I am not at all interested in hearing their verdict on who is right and who is wrong. It doesn't matter. All that matters is Samy's opinion and now I don't have any idea what his thoughts are.
There was a knock on the door, but no one spoke from the other side. I'm not sure who that is. I didn't bother to respond either. There's another knock, and this time it is a little bit loud. Still, there is no voice, and I'm not in a position to guess who that is.
I turned and was thinking. Should I open the door or let it remain closed? Then, I heard a small voice from the other side of the door.
"Please open the door, Angel." It's Samy. Now I'm not sure whether I want to open that door or not. I didn't respond but stayed there without moving. I leaned a little closer and placed my forehead on the door in pent-up anger and disappointment.
"Everyone left. I made them go. Open the door and let's talk with you, please," he pleaded.
"So now you want to talk with me?" I asked with a trace of sarcasm in my voice, but I made sure my tone was slow and no one else could hear me from a distance. "You have been so busy and involved in flirting from morning till now, and now you want to talk with me?" I scolded him, even though I knew that I had no right to react in this way.
There was no response from the other side of the door for some time, and I thought he'd left. I lifted my head from the door and slowly opened it. There he was standing in front of the door with his hand on his forehead as if he was rubbing away an impending headache.
Once our eyes met, I understood my mistake and tried closing the door immediately. But he pushed his leg inside the door and managed to push the door with enough force to not hurt me and keep the door open at the same time. Even though I tried hard to push it back and close the door, I failed. Somehow he managed to come inside and locked the door immediately.
"Get out. I don't want to talk with you. Go and do that shopping which you promised her. Get lost." I rambled as soon as he turned and looked at me after locking the damn door.
"They all left. Anurag took them and went shopping, and when they returned, we all will go to lunch and then exhibition." He simply said those words as if I wasn't shouting at him a few minutes back. He slowly started walking and without breaking eye contact with me, he sat on the bed.
He patted the space beside him as if asking me to sit there. In his dreams! I'm not going to behave like we didn't fight just a few minutes ago. How can he be so calm?
"Come, angel. Let's talk. I guess you have some questions to ask, and I am all yours to answer them now." He said with a smiling face, and that made me even madder.
"Why? Because your girlfriend went shopping? So now you have time to talk with me?" I folded my hands as if that would make me more powerful or determined than I am. Who am I kidding? It didn't work with Sameer, and I know it won't work with him.
He smiled more after seeing my hand position, and that irked me. Suddenly, he raised a little from his sitting position and held my hands. I was confused about what he was planning to do, but that confusion didn't last long. He pulled me towards him and made me sit on his lap, with my back facing his front. I struggled a lot to get up, but his hands were strong and he hugged me tightly without allowing me to get up from his grasp.
He leaned into me and I was so shocked at that sudden proximity. I forgot that I was fighting with him. He slowly moved the hair covering my ear to my other side. "Stop struggling, angel. I've given you a choice to sit beside me, but you were stubborn, and now you don't even have that choice." He whispered slowly in my ear and kissed me there, making me gasp.
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He slowly nibbled on my earlobe, making me swallow my words. He pulled me into him more with his hand on my stomach and with his other hand, moved my face to have easy access to it. Once he got a clear view of my face, he adjusted my sitting position and turned me in his lap, making me face him more comfortably.
"You were saying something angel," he said in a slow voice, making me realize that our lips are almost touching. With every word, his lips were gracing mine, and I was not able to respond to him in any other way.
I was speechless. He is so near. I can feel his breath on my face. My stupid brain stopped processing. Forget about responding to his question; I even forgot to push him away. This is so wrong. He knows it, and even I know it. But my stupid brain and body seem to have forgotten that simple logic.
"You are jealous," he said with a small smile in his voice, still maintaining the same distance. I can feel his smile on my lips. Damn, I should push him away. I should respond to his words. If I have to do any of those things, I should first clear the pending thing that's on my brain.
Without waiting for my brain to second-guess what I was doing, I closed the little to no distance between our lips and kissed him. He was shocked initially, but in seconds he regained his composure and responded to my kiss. He pulled me more into him even though there was no gap between us.
***** Adult content ****** You can skip this section and go to the next chapter if you want G-rated content and you won't miss the story.
This kiss is different from all our kisses before. This is like a fight. I am angry with him and jealous, according to his observation, which I have not agreed with for some time. So I am giving all my might to this kiss to show that whatever I am feeling is valid and he is wrong today. He might have guessed that as well and he is also planning not to surrender this time.
He lifted me suddenly with both his hands on my waist and without leaving my lips, pulled me into him and moved to the middle of the bed. This new position made me straddle his body with both my legs on both sides of his body. His left hand is tangled in my hair and is pulling me deeper into the kiss, while his other hand is marking every inch of my waist and my body.
When he understood that I was not going to lose and give him access to my inner mouth, he left my lips and started kissing my neck, and chin, and then started moving lower. My moans increased with the intensity of his kisses. He is marking every inch of my body with his lips, teeth, and tongue. His lips are now near the curvature of my breasts, and I can feel his other hand over my right breast.
"Your nipples are hard angel. Just like old times. God, I miss this." He groaned and latched onto my breast over my dress while his other hand was trying to get inside my dress from the cut along the waist.
"Shut up," I moaned grabbed him from my body, pulling him into another angry and agitated kiss. But this time I didn't wait for him to ask permission. I opened my lips, giving him full access to my mouth. He ravished my mouth and tongue while making me groan because of the marks he was making with his hand on my naked waist and back.
Author's note: 🤗 Hello... Don't look at me. Don't talk to me. I don't know who wrote this chapter. I am innocent and I don't know anything that happened in this chapter or anything that will happen in the next. So stay tuned. Please vote, comment, and share if you like it.
