Taking two cups in my hand. The moment I turned around I clash with something, well to be correct on Someone. But before I can fall, a strong hand got wrapped around me, making me steady.
Coming back to my senses my gaze falls on his white shirt wh...
"I can fucking lose everything But not you Oh God Not you..."
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AAYAN'S POV
I was preparing coffee for us when Smira walked in wearing a pista-colour Kurta pairing it with oxide jhumkas, her straight hair falling into an open state making her look like an angel.
My eyes immediately dart down to her full plump lips, and the memory of them kissing mine flashes. My eyes darken and I curl my hand into a tight fist controlling myself from walking towards her and kissing her again.
This woman doesn't know what she has done to me. Yesterday at 2 I had to take fucking cold shower because apparently, her sweet addicting drug-like moans kept ringing in my ears making me impossible to sleep. She made me tight only with one kiss and made me an absolutely crazy addict to her lips.
She walks towards me, the number of times I have thought of kissing her and taking her down, marking her as mine is unhealthy.
The innocent soul of hers has no idea about the unholy things I want to do with her or the things I think about her, about us doing them.
"You coming to college?" my voice throaty and dry. She comes out of her trance,
"Umm.. no I first need to submit this draft to Kartik, give him my notes I made so he can think whether or not to publish it into a book." she sweetly replies.
"We'll go together then" I stated. We both had our breakfast. I packed our lunchboxes not forgetting to keep the protein bar at the end of the box. When I passed her lunch box she gave me her beautiful smile and the way my heart immediately melts..fuck.
"Will you mind if I drive today" Smira cutely asked in her soft voice.
Did she ask me when she made me fall in love with her, made me crazy for her?
I gave her my keys without any second thought. She wants to drive my car, I will fucking let her drive.
I opened the door for her, putting my one hand on the top so she wouldn't get hurt. When she settled down comfortably I got into the passenger seat. Smira effortlessly put my Mustang on the drive. My eyes were fixed on her, the way she drove smoothly with her one hand. and fuck, I never got this turned on before ever in my life.
Her small slender fingers were tapping against the steering wheel, she swiftly took a turn with one hand and the other controlling the gear. Her eyes were focused on the road, driving smoothly but the way she was driving was hot. I never in my life felt intimidated, but she made me feel intimidated.
I waited outside the car, leaning back on my Mustang. Hands folded over each other waiting for my Peach to come.
There was a small cafe beside the building so I went in. "One peach milkshake. Do not put the ice in it" I told to the girl taking orders. Having an iced milkshake will catch her cold. I don't want her to fall sick again.
