"Where's the birthday girl?" A guest asked Maitri and Aryaman who were checking if the party was in order.
"She was on the dancefloor a few minutes back" Aryaman said smiling as a waiter held a tray of different glasses of drinks in his hand offering them to take one.
"She isn't there" The guest said looking at the dancefloor to find Aarchi. Aryaman looked around worriedly when Maitri held his hand and squeezed it reassuringly.
"Must have gone out to take pictures with her friends. I'll go find her. I'll bring her to meet you until then have a seat, dinner is about to be served" Maitri said knowing exactly where Aarchi had vanished to.
"Will you manage them until I go and get her?" Maitri asked in a husky voice, making Aryaman look around uncomfortable.
"You are playing with fire Mayu" Aryaman whispered angrily.
Aarchi pushed Vihaan to the wall, covering his body with hers.
"Your dad and brothers will catch us" Vihaan said slipping his hand around her waist.
"You don't look worried about it?" She said fisting his shirt.
"Turn around" He said motioning her with his eyes.
"If it is one more gift then I swear Vihaan, I'll lost my mind" She said holding her finger to him. He held her finger and turned her around. He pulled her strings of the blouse together making her hit her back on his chest as she sucked in a deep breathe.
"They were loose" He whispered sensually in her ears.
"Pull your hair in front jaan, give me the permission to explore your back" He held her straight with his one hand around her waist and the other playing with a string of her blouse. Aarchi closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of his hands around her.
Vihaan pinched her waist when she didn't respond to him.
"Aahh" Aarchi moaned, crossing the borders between pain and pleasure. Vihaan pushed Aarchi to the wall, holding her hands to the wall.
"I've not even started, and you are moaning Ari" He placed a soft kiss on her jaw, making her throw her head on his shoulder.
"Show me your back" He ordered her, leaving her hands free. With shaking hands and a dry mouth, Aarchi pulled her hair on to her left shoulder.
"Can I open all of them?" He asked her rubbing his thumbs in circles on her lower back. She nodded her head, twisting her hand back and pulling open one string.
"You are such a naughty girl. So desperate to feel my hands on you" Vihaan teased her as he one by one pulled open her blouse.
"Tell me to stop when you feel uncomfortable, or I touch somewhere you aren't ready to be touched" Vihaan said pulling her face towards him.
"Okay" Aarchi said in anticipation. Vihaan pushed open her blouse and ran his both hands along her back as Aarchi's breathing quickened. She shuddered in cold as the cool air mixed with his warm hands.
"Relax sweetheart. I have no intention of misusing you unless you want it" He covered her naked back with his broad shoulders and chest. Vihaan ducked his head and placed soft kisses on her shoulders without stopping his hands feeling her entire back.
"I love your hands" Aarchi soon relaxed in his arms. Vihaan knelt down and placed kisses on her lower back as she shuddered in pleasure. Vihaan kept kneading her back with his hands while his lips sent currents through her body.
"Vihaan" Aarchi moaned, hiding her face behind her arms. Vihaan smirked and bit her upper back, marking her with his love bites.
"Aaahh Vihaan" Aarchi screamed his name as he peppered kisses on the darkening spots, soothing the pain. His one hand covered her mouth.
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Ishq Junooniyat (Book 3)
RomanceCan be read as standalone. VIHAAN MALHOTRA 25-year-old man of his words. Calm and composed with a face of Adonis. A neurosurgeon by profession who can both save lives and also take lives. Not one of those who become cold and dark after a broken hear...