❞𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐇 [𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧] ✔

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞. *

"chanda bhi deewana hai tera
jalti hain tujhse saari chakoriyaan"

J

ANHAVI

While still engulfing my mouth into a kiss, he gently lifted me by my legs and placed me on the bedside counter table. He showered kisses on my neck, while I hastily unbuttoned his shirt. Smirking at me, he clutched the hem of my kurti and pulled it off. I was feeling a whirlwind of emotions, embarrassment, desire, reluctance and what not. 

What if he dislikes my bare body? I haven't shaven down there. What if he gets repulsed by that? What would be his reaction after seeing my -not so pink- pussy and my disproportionately thick thighs?

Come on Janhavi you're overthinking!

But...

Ishan had already got rid of his shirt, and his toned muscular body was on full view. I glided my fingers on him, feeling his stature. His hands had already made way to the hook of my bra.

"Ishan", I called out faintly, interrupting him. He looked into my eyes, and cupped my face with both of his hands.

"What happened?", He asked intensely looking at me.

"Should we do this?", I asked him, and the repentance of asking, hit at that very moment.

I could see Ishan's smile fade slowly. With a very serious face, "You don't want this?", he asked.

"I do but...", and my voice trailed off. How would I explain my insecurities to him?

"If you say no, I would immediately stop. You know that right?" he said intently.

I nodded, looking away. 

"It's just that.... this is my first time and I'm.. I'm feeling...too much. This isn't your first time right?", and the question slept out of my mouth before I could stop myself. All I could do was mentally facepalm myself.

Ishan's expressions stiffened and he pulled away his hands that were cupping my face.

Did he get reminded of Aditi while standing half naked with me?

I know I should have consoled or assured him but I couldn't help but feel jealous. I saved myself for my husband, couldn't he? 

A weird silence fell between us, both of us avoiding an eye contact.

Did I mess it all up?

Suddenly,the sound of my ringtone filled the silent room. I glanced at my phone to see the caller ID. Veer was calling. 

Why was he calling at such a late hour? Did something happen to Baba?

Various ill thoughts started to invade my mind.

Ishan moved to a side to let me climb down the counter. I went ahead to pick up the call.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY JANU", he shouted over the call in a very slurred voice.

"Thank you Veer but teri awaaz katt jaa rahi hai", I said in utter relief. Everything was okay back there then.

Ishan was intently eyeing me and was perhaps able to hear what Veer was saying from the other side due to the extremely silence of the night. 

"Accha? Sunna Janu tera pati so raha hai?", he asked hazily. Something was very wrong with him.

"Kyu? Usse baat karni hai?", I asked back.