Love Will Find A Way

Chapter-59: Breaking Barriers

Nandini's POV

I woke up to find myself nestled in Manik’s arms, his warmth enveloping me. My body was draped over his, and his arms held me close. Our breaths mingled in the small space between us as we looked at each other, the silence thick with unspoken emotions.

Manik’s eyes were intense, and slowly, he gently made me lie down beneath him, coming over me. My heart raced, and all the desire I had been trying to suppress surged back with a vengeance. Just as his face was inches from mine, the alarm went off, breaking the moment. Manik pulled back, apologizing hastily.

Frustration flared up within me. Without thinking, I grabbed his shirt and pulled him back towards me. My eyes, filled with tears, locked onto his. "Kiss me, Manik," I whispered, my voice trembling with need and vulnerability.

Manik looked shocked, disbelief etched on his face. He stammered, "Nandini, what are you saying?"

Tears streamed down my face as I pleaded, "For the first time, I'm asking you for something, Manik. Please don’t deny me."

He searched my eyes, trying to understand. "Are you sure about this?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

"Please," I repeated, my voice breaking. "Kiss me."

Manik hesitated for a moment, then leaned in slowly. As his lips met mine, a flood of emotions washed over me. His kiss was tentative at first, almost like he was afraid of hurting me. But as I responded, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer, his kiss deepened.

The sensation was overwhelming. His lips were soft yet firm, moving against mine with a tenderness that made my heart ache. My hands found their way into his hair, tangling in the soft strands as I tried to pull him even closer. His hands were on my waist, fingers digging in slightly as if he was afraid, I might slip away.

Every touch and every movement was filled with an intensity I had never felt before. The world outside ceased to exist; it was just the two of us, connected in a way we had never been before.

His tongue brushed against my lips, seeking entrance, and I parted them, welcoming him in. The kiss grew more passionate, our breaths coming in short gasps between kisses.

Manik's hand moved from my waist to my cheek, cupping my face gently as if I were something precious. I felt a tear escape and slide down my cheek, but it didn’t matter. All that mattered was this moment, this connection.

His touch sent shivers down my spine, and my body responded instinctively, arching towards him. I could feel his heartbeat, matching my frantic pace of mine. My desire, my need for him was consuming me, and I could sense he felt the same.

Eventually, we had to break apart for air. Manik rested his forehead against mine, both of us breathing heavily. His eyes were filled with confusion and longing, mirroring my feelings.

The kiss left me breathless, my heart pounding in my chest. As Manik pulled back, I saw the same desire in his eyes that was coursing through my veins. The room felt charged with an electric tension, and I knew there was no turning back.

Manik's gaze intensified, and without another word, he leaned back in, capturing my lips once more. This time, the kiss was more urgent, more demanding. His hands moved from my face to my waist, gripping me firmly as if grounding himself in the reality of the moment.

I responded eagerly, my hands exploring his back, feeling the muscles tense and relax under my touch. His lips trailed from my mouth down to my jawline, planting soft, lingering kisses that sent shivers down my spine. My breath hitched as he moved lower, his lips finding the sensitive spot on my neck.