Chapter 23: The Birthday 2.0 (18+)

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"Nah, you were always so engrossed in your studies that we never had the chance to truly know about your birthday. But now, as I reflect on it, Abhi should have at least informed us. However, let's make this the first birthday we celebrate together," I said, my voice filled with warmth as I held her hand. We sat on the bed, and I leaned my head against her shoulder while she found solace in the pages of a novel.

Impatience tinged my voice as I asked, "How much longer will you keep reading?" She responded with a gentle hum, and I couldn't help but release a sigh.

A smirk made its way on my lips. With tenderness, I pressed my lips against her neck, leaving behind heated breaths that sent shivers down her spine. Slowly, I parted my mouth and delicately sucked on her velvety skin. She remained silent, inviting me to continue as I peppered her neck with soft, lingering kisses. Each time my tongue grazed her delicate flesh, her breath quickened with anticipation. My fingertips traced the curve of her neck, and before I knew it, I found myself sitting on her lap. Her hands roamed freely, tracing the contours of my body and playfully tousling my hair. In that moment, nothing else mattered. It felt absolutely intoxicating.

With gentle strokes, my fingertips explored her body, all the while continuing to nibble on her neck. A delightful moan escaped her lips, and the sound sent a surge of pleasure through me. I glanced up at her, captivated by the way she bit her lip, trying to suppress her desires. Was I truly capable of making her feel this good? As my fingers traced the edges of her shirt, I locked eyes with her, and she nodded, silently granting me permission. Slowly, I removed her shirt, and she instinctively covered her body, closing her eyes tightly.

I gently moved her hands away, whispering, "Shh... you are the most beautiful person, Pavi." I playfully nibbled on her ear, and finally, she surrendered, allowing my hands to explore freely. Cupping her breast, I applied just enough pressure to elicit another delicious moan. A mischievous smirk played on my lips as I took one of her breasts into my mouth, my hands tracing the contours of her stomach. The world seemed to fade away as we lay down together. As my hands explored the curves of her backside, I could sense her growing wetness. Slowly, I removed her pyjamas, revealing her desire to me.

With utmost care, I cupped her face and asked, my voice filled with both desire and concern, "Is this okay, Pavi?" She nodded, her eyes filled with longing and trust.

As our desires intensified, the room seemed to fill with an electric energy. I couldn't resist the overwhelming urge to explore every inch of her body, to taste and touch her in ways that would bring us both to the heights of pleasure.

I trailed my lips down from her neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses along her collarbone. My hands caressed her sides, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my fingertips. Our bodies moved together in a rhythm that felt instinctual, as if we were two puzzle pieces finally fitting perfectly into place.

With each kiss and touch, her moans grew louder, her body arching into my touch. I couldn't get enough of her—the way her breath quickened, the way her body responded to my every move.

My hand travelled down to her core as I played with her clit. "Please, oh god," I could hear her begging me. But it's just the beginning.

"Holy shit," she said, as soon as I inserted two fingers in her. Her moans were a beautiful symphony to my ear. Lost in the sea of passion, I whispered words of adoration and desire into her ear, fueling the fire that burned between us. As she drowned in pleasure, I stopped.

"Fuck. Yes. Ye- No!," she looked at me with begging eyes. Oh god, I love this look on her face.

My lips trailed her face and then mouth. While my hand made its way to her ass. Our connection deepened as we explored the depths of our desires, unearthing a world of pleasure that we had only dreamt of before. The room became a sanctuary of intimacy and vulnerability, where we could freely express our love and passion for one another.

Time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in the intensity of the moment. Our bodies intertwined, moving in perfect harmony, as if we were dancing to a rhythm only we could hear. The world outside ceased to exist as we created our own universe of pleasure and connection.

Wrapped in each other's arms, we surrendered to the waves of ecstasy that washed over us. Every touch, every caress, every shared breath brought us closer to a climax that would leave us breathless and sated.

As our bodies finally found release, we held each other tightly, our hearts pounding in sync. At that moment, I knew that this was more than just a physical connection. It was a bond of love, trust, and a shared understanding of each other's deepest desires.

We lay there, basking in the afterglow, our bodies and souls intertwined. The room was filled with a sense of contentment and fulfilment that words could never fully capture. I looked at the clock as I whispered, "Happy Birthday, Lavi." I could fight the world to see that smile. "Thank you," she whispered. We had celebrated not just a birthday, but a newfound connection that would continue to grow and evolve, deepening our love and desire for one another.

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Next day, as we reached our room after the celebration, I couldn't help but ask her if she also felt like something's wrong.

She looked at me confused, "What do you mean?"

I replied, "I think it's like everyone is ignoring others?"

She shook her head a little, keeping the towel on a side stand, and replied, "You think too much."

I looked her in the eyes, "Nah, it's been a week since we all went out and now no one is ever free. It just feels like Aadya and Purvi are ignoring each other. I mean, Keerthi and Purvi are chattering boxes. But now they rarely talk. Abhi and Neel are always busy training, so I understand them but.... Still should I talk to Aadya?" Her hands made their way to my waist, while my hands found their solace behind her neck.

She nudged a little closer, as she whispered into my neck, "But we all sat together during class and they were talking just fine." I felt like losing my balance, as she kissed my neck and gave it a gentle bite.

"Yes but still-" My phone rang. It was a video call by my mother. Fuck. I looked at myself in the mirror. Thank god, we weren't totally into it.

"Namastey Ma," I said as soon as I picked it up. My brother was sitting beside her.

"Were you sleeping? I told him not to disturb you," my mother replied.

"She was crying missing you, Sanaya," he said, earning a light hit on the shoulder from my mother.

She asked, "What are you doing, beta?"

"Nothing, we were just sitting. I have my exams soon. Then, I will be back for a month, don't worry." I assured her. I looked at Pallavi who was busy preparing for bed. Now that I think about it, I haven't introduced her properly to my parents.

After talking for a while, my mother decided to call it a night.

"Pavi, would you like to visit my house with me?" I blurt out without giving it a thought.

She looked at me blankly. I pleaded, "Please please, I promise it will be fun. I promise."

She gave it a little thought, "but-"

But before she could say anything, I replied, "No ifs and buts you are coming with me, that's it."

She sighed. But eventually nodded, "okay."

I was happy. I can't wait for my parents to meet her. But I am also scared, what will they do? What will they think of us? Will this be fine?

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What do you think will happen now? 

Also, do you guys want to know Pallavi's side of the story? Because, I surely do! 

I would love to know the story of Abhi, Aadya, Neel, Purvi, and Keerthi. 

What do you think about Aadya? Who will she end up with, huh? 

And also Abhi said he 'likes someone else,' remember? Who do you think it is? 



😚 Next Update: January 15, 2024. (Don't hate me please.)

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