Aisha - The Story Of Lost Love [On hold]

48 ~ In the car

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AISHA

I came out of my exam hall. The afternoon sun hit my face, warm and bright, but it felt different today—like it’s smiling with me, sharing in my relief. My heart raced, but it was not from nerves anymore. It’s the exhilaration of having finished, of having made it through the storm

I was so happy that I couldn't describe in words. My hard work finally seemed to be paid off and now I only need to wait for results.

I saw Vivaan leaning against the car with his hands holding his phone and talking to someone. I ran towards him and he spread his one arm for me, and I hugged him tightly.

I sat back on the car and he was driving it while looking straight away on the road, without glancing at me.
I felt ignored and looked away.

But suddenly, I felt his palm on my thigh. He was caressing it softly with his palm and due to this sudden touch, I felt — aroused.

It's been days since we have got into physical intimacy. I was craving for him now. I placed my hand on his palm and began touching him slowly. My core was aching.

I traced my fingers lightly over his forearm, his biceps and then to his neck. But, his face was neutral, still talking to someone on call.

I arched towards him and placed a kiss on his shoulder. He blinked his eyes and looked towards me, finally.

I gave him a notorious smile and raised my body a little, only to place a kiss on his neck. When my lips touched his neck, he let out a heavy breathe.

He shook his head a little and signalled towards his phone. I shook my head indicating that your woman isn't stopping anymore. I traced my fingers on his chest, his abs, abdomen and slowly towards his bulge which was rising up slowly.

I touched the button of his jeans and he held my wrist tightly. I used my free hand to open it, and this time he wasn't able to hold my other wrist as he was driving with one hand.

I unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zip down. He looked into my eyes and shook his head.
Although I could see him getting effected, but he wasn't stuttering on the call.

I slid my hand inside his boxers and a strong gasp left his mouth.

"I'll...," he gulped, "I'll call you later, Mr. Das, I've an urgent work," he said on the call and disconnected it through his airpods.

He gave me a smirk and asked, "Do you want me to go to jail, love?"

I shook my head. "Then why are you playing with me, while I'm driving?"

I licked my lower lip with my tongue and replied, "Because I'm craving you."

He breathed heavily and I took my hands out of his jeans.

He looked straight on the road and the speed of the car suddenly increased.

Within a minute, he stopped a car at the side of the road with a jerk and pulled me on his lap.

I was facing him and my legs were crossed across his body, my core just above his bulge, all wet.

He held my hips and rubbed it over his bulge. I took a deep breathe.

"S..someone will see, Vivaan."

He tucked my hair behind my ear, rested his forehead against mine, and replied, "That's why I parked the car on an abandoned road, baby."

"What if, someone comes here?", I murmured.

"Let them come, let them see us making out at the side of the road and get jealous of us."