Don't wanna be his

Chapter 17. Drunk

Sahil

"Sahil ji appne alcohol phi hai?" she asked.

"Ji" I replied softly. She looked away, trying to get up, but I grabbed her hip, pulling her back onto my lap.

"Only one glass" I said, attempting to reassure her.

"Alcohol acchi nahi hoti" she murmured, her eyes still avoiding mine. I reached for her hand, holding it gently.

"I'm sorry, I only drank one glass for some energy" I explained. She stayed quiet.

"App bas roz mat pina" she whispered, her voice barely audible, making me nod quickly.

"Ab sone bhi chalo" Amaya said, drawing my attention. Aryan was trying to pull her closer, making me smile.

"Chalo, kal bhi appko jaldi uthna hoga" she said, getting up and grabbing my arm. I smiled as she dragged me upstairs, Amaya dragging Aryan beside us.

"Good nighttt" she and Amaya said in unison, making us smile. We entered our room, and I locked the door behind us.

"It's a mess" she said, glancing over at the bed before walking over to the bed. "Appki worry lete lete bed bhi set karne ka yaad nahi raha" she added, I stood in front of the door watching her with a smile.

"Aghe se esa mat karna sahil ji, pata hai kitna bura haal hogeya tha mera" she said, straightening the sheets.

"Or itna kam bhi accha nahi hai, body ko or dimag ko rest chahiye" she said. I walked over, grabbing her waist and turning her around to face me. I slid my fingers between hers, holding her hand tightly. "To rest dedo mujhe" I said, my voice low and intimate.

"J-ji?" she stammered, her eyes widening a little bit. I leaned, my breath hot against her skin. I looked down at her lips, then back at her.

"You heard me" I said, tightening my grip on her waist.

"Main rest kese dedu?.." she whispered. She tried to step back, but I held her firm, pressing my body against hers.

"Let me show you.." I whispered before I kissed her cheek and moving down to her jawline. She let out a soft whimper, I held her close to me while I began kissing and sucking on her chest.

"S-Sahil ji.." she moaned, and a low growl escaped my lips. Don't moan like that, I'll eat you up. I slid my hand under her shirt, causing her to let out a soft whine, and feeling her shiver from my cold touch. I unhooked her bra, causing her to gasp. The alcohol is getting in my head when it isn't. I'm blaming the alcohol but it's her, not the alcohol.

I pulled her bra down, letting it fall to the floor. She tilted her head back, moaning softly. I moved my lips between her breasts, suckimg gently as her shirt slid down. My hand moved up to cup her breast, the softness driving me wild. Fuck, it feels so soft. I wrapped my finger around her nipple, teasing it until her moans grew louder. Her scent makes me want to be attached to her, and her voice, makes me get hard without a reason. You've driven me crazy Meri Jaan.

My thumb caressed her nipple as I left hickeys between her breasts. I moved my lips to the side of her breast, biting down, making her scream softly. She pushed her chest closer, giving me better access. I stretched her nipple with my finger, her whimpers driving me insane.

"S-sahil ji" she moaned, and I bit harder. She let out a sharp moan, and I squeezed her breast, feeling my desire intensify. I shouldn't be this hard. I licked the side of her breast, my thumb caressed her breast. I looked up, seeing her eyes closed, her breaths coming in pants. Just as I was about to take her breast into my mouth, Aryan called me.

"KAMRE SE NIKAL" Aryan yelled, making her eyes fly open. I groaned, not wanting to stop. I tried to take her breast again, but she didn't let me, which made me look at her and take away my head from her breast.

"Sahil ji jao" she panted, her voice shaky.

"Nahi, mujhe nahi jana, Meri jaan" I said, squeezing her breast harder. She let out a soft whine.

"S-sahil ji, emergency ho sakti hai" she whispered making me squeeze harder. Meri Jaan I really don't care about anything right now besides you.

"To hone do" I replied, leaning back down.

"Sahil ji jao" she insisted.

"Nahi, let me taste it first" I whined like a kid, she looked down at me, her face turning red from shyness.

"Sahil ji jao" she insisted, her hands cupping my cheeks, taking my head out of her chest, before I could reply she softly pushed me towards the door making me whine like a kid. She chuckled softly, her face red with shyness.

With a groan, I opened the door, glaring at him.

"Saale, mujhe taste to karne deta, fir chahahe aa jata" I muttered, annoyed. He let out a scoff.

"Tu pehele idar aa" he said, grabbing my arm and pulling me to the stairs. He stooped midway, turning to look at me, as I stared at him.