It's hard to forget

16. We are twisted

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Sameer's POV:

She grabbed my hair as if her life depended on kissing me. There's no pause, no resentment, no second guesses. I shifted my hand from her waist and raised her top, exposing her skin. Her skin is so smooth. I forgot how good it used to feel.

She moaned when I bit her lips, making me pinch her hard on her waist. I slowly moved my legs, separating them to settle between them. I left her mouth, even though she resisted our loss of contact. I slowly moved down and kissed every part of her body until I reached her waist. I kissed her belly button while looking into her eyes.

She's enjoying this as much as I am. As soon as my lips touched her navel, her eyes rolled and she bent her head back while groaning. Both of her hands are in my hair, and her strong grasp is making me more horny. I moved my hands to her left thigh and pinched there, making her come back for my lips again.

Sensing her urgency to catch my lips, I obliged, moved my body upwards, and kissed her again. My hands didn't leave groping her waist and thigh. I'm enjoying her cute little moans and her reaction to whatever is happening to her body so much that I don't even hear noises outside.

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Maya's POV :

He suddenly stopped moving his hands all over my body. I can sense that he's trying to pull back from me. I should be happy and come to my damn senses and let him leave. But all this feels so magical as if I am in some dream. A sexy, fat wet dream.

I grabbed his hair hard and didn't allow him to leave my body; I tried pushing him deeper into me. He managed to get out of my lip grasp but kept his face hidden deep inside my neck. Kissing me there and making his mark, he slowly raised and, with dark, deep eyes, he touched his forehead to mine.

"I think they're back, Angel," he said huskily and so slowly. I didn't even listen to him immediately. But my stupid drunk brain slowly processed his words and they got registered after an eternity. My eyes grew big and my senses kicked in full-blown panic mode.

I pushed him hard, grabbed my scattered dress, which was raised, and tried to cover my body in all possible ways. I was desperately trying to set my hair and dress when I heard a deep chuckle from him. I glared at him with rising anger and a pent-up need to get together.

He chuckled again and said in a hurry. " I am sorry. Your expression is so damn cute. It's like when we were together for the first time in our teenage years. You used to look so flustered and clumsy every time we hooked up." He set his shirt and hair while saying these words.

I didn't even realize when I removed his buttons, but two of his shirt buttons were open. His hair is a mess as if someone had wrecked it. And that someone is me. He can't set that hair perfectly, no matter how much he tries, without the help of a comb. But sadly, there is no time for that, as someone is outside my door knocking slowly.

"Hey, doll. Are you up?" Anurag's voice came from outside. I panicked and looked immediately at Samy. He seemed like he was not at all bothered by whatever had happened. I mean, he's looking all horny and flustered for sure. But he isn't panicking or worrying about what to do or what to tell our friends.

"You're cool," I said in a low voice, and he raised his eyes as if asking me to repeat my stupid statement. That came out like I was praising him.

"You're acting cool for a clumsy situation like this. What am I supposed to do now?" I lowered my voice more. I rambled those sentences, trying to ignore that my best friend was standing outside the door when I was doing God knows what with my other best friend who has a fiancée.

He just shrugged and without answering me, he slowly started walking towards the door. Oh god. He's going to open the damn door. What am I supposed to do now? I panicked, grabbed the blanket, threw it on my head, and dropped low on my bed as if I were sleeping.

I don't know what's happening as my face is completely inside my blanket. I heard him opening the door and there was complete silence. That silence was prolonged for a while. No one spoke a word. I didn't hear anything. What the hell is happening outside my blanket?

I heard the door getting closed again, and I relaxed immediately. I didn't even know that I had stopped breathing until now. But suddenly, I felt the dip in my bed indicating that someone sat beside me on my bed. I'm so shocked and worried that I don't even bother checking who that person is.

"He left" I heard Samy's voice, and I immediately removed my blanket and looked towards the door.

"But you guys didn't speak; I mean to say, I heard nothing." I was so confused and asked him slowly, getting up from my sleeping position to sit properly. I am not planning to repeat whatever happened a few minutes back. It's not going to work when I'm sleeping on my bed beside him.

"He looked inside and as you were sleeping, he left. That's it." He said turning towards me and looking into my eyes. He wants to talk about what happened just now. But I am not ready to talk about that yet.

"He didn't even ask what you're doing here when I'm sleeping? I mean, the door is locked for God's sake. Not even a small question about that? I know I'm asking my doubts loudly. I know he has no answers for them, but I'm asking all these to make him forget about whatever happened between us.

He turned completely towards me and sat comfortably as if he were trying to lock me in some long and deep conversation. "Does that matter?" he asked, and I didn't understand what he was talking about.

Sensing that I didn't get what he was saying, he repeated his words. "What he thought or what he felt does it matter?" Oh my god, he is jealous. This stupid fellow was asking me this crazy question, as he was worried that I was worrying about Anurag's opinion.

"Do you know that we've been somewhat twisted? You have a fiancée who is somewhere in this house. You were flirting with some new girl who is also in this house. You're acting worried over my concern about what he thought?" I asked him, holding my head in my hands as I could sense an impending headache.

"Yes." He simply replied with a serious face and serious look, making me roll my eyes at his childish behavior.

" I am worried about what he thought because whatever he got from this, he will relay to your dear fiancee and your now new girlfriend. So no. I am not worried about Anurag. I am worried about what Saira will think once she hears about this." I snapped at him without breaking eye contact while trying my best to maintain a low voice.

Author's note: Hello. I hope you guys enjoyed this little chapter. I thought of adding more smut in this chapter but didn't, as I don't know, how you guys will feel about it.

What do you guys think? Can you handle more hot stuff? Please let me know in the comments.