A story where Shirsha, a naive girl get's married to a heartless man Ankit .....................................................................................
Ankit's past had nothing to do with him now but yet still his past haunted him and drew...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
My head hurts from crying. Have to take some pain killers before heading for college I guess. Why taking showers are important? Can't we just skip it? But pushing these weird thoughts out of my head I quickly stripped my pyjamas and hopped inside the shower. As soon as the cold water came in contact with my skin I could feel the warmth of my skin draining away with the cold water and this drew my mind back to yesterday's incident . The way Ankit's strong arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me towards him and our chests crashed with each others. A weird sensation built up inside my stomach and soon enough my nipples hardened. Gosh! Not in the morning Irsha. Focus on getting ready for college. Turning off the shower I dried my body with a towel and got out of the shower, feeling the cold atmosphere brace my skin and shivers ran down my entire body.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I was on top of "her" naked. She too was lying beneath me naked. Our bodies collided and we both were under a warm blanket. "Her" hand is caressing my left cheek and her beautiful caramel eyes staring at me with a glimmer dancing in those eyes after the "moment" we shared together. She lifted her head up a little bit and brushed her lips on mine. A spark ran down through my body and soon enough my lips were crashing against her as she sucked on them and soft sounds were being produced from our kissing.
"ANKITTTTTTTTTTT".
My eyes snapped open and I was confused by my surroundings. I was with "her" right? Then once again I heard-
"ANKIT FUCKING ROYYYYY"
Wait! It's Noor's voice? But I-
And before I could realise any further my room's door burst open and Noor was stomping inside my room without knocking. Shit! I'm naked underneath.
"I've been calling your name for the past 15 minutes! Are you even awake?"
"What do I look like to you? Drunk or Dead?" I asked her sarcasticly
"Both! Now get your ass of that bed and come down for breakfast. "
I just sighed.
"And listen-" I turned my attention back to her "Aaj Shirsha didi ke ghaar jana hai... time pe taiyaar ho jana"
(Today we are going to Shirsha's house. So be ready on time)
Saying that she turned around and left my room WITHOUT CLOSING THE DOOR ON HER WAY OUT.
Siblings, I guess!
Soon my mind wandered away to yesterday's incident and I remembered how close I held her to me . Our chests were practically pressed with each others. Thinking about that makes my dick hard.
A groan escapes my mouth when I feel my morning boner. This is what real pain looks like.
Shit just got too real. Huffing I removed the blanket, pulled on my shorts and walked towards the bathroom to get fresh.
