Sidharth and Shehnaaz stood in his dimly lit room, their eyes locked in a heated gaze. With a playful grin, he took a step closer, his fingers brushing a strand of hair from her face.
"Aaj maine pehli baar fake sick leave li. Aur tujhe pata, mai kitni mushkil se Mummy aur unki building wali friends se bach ke tere ghar aayi." She giggled, looking up at him.
He chuckled a little and tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ears before replying, "Maine toh Vardhan ko bola mai nahi aunga." And he shrugged.
"Ha toh meri khudi company thodi na hai! Corporate employee hu, mere upar manager hai!" She defended herself and he just chuckled.
The two couldn't get enough of each other, wanting to spend more and more time together, they took a day off work and there they were at Sidharth's apartment.
"Tareef karna meri?" She asked him with a smile.
"Teri aankhe kitni sundar hai, their colour inside is really beautiful." he whispered, cupping her face.
"Aur nose?" She giggled.
"Ekdum shape perfect hai!" He smirked, making an angle in L shape with his thumb and forefinger to describe her nose.
"Acha? Aur?" She giggled further, resting her hands on his chest.
"Chin chhotu sa hai, it's cute. Cheeks gol gol hai, makes me want to bite them." He answer, looking around the structure of her face. Each dip and curv that he liked in it.
"Oww! Kutte! Pagal admi!" She shrieked when he bit her left cheek. Even though he had told her, she didn't see it coming and pushed him in reflex.
"Acha sorry." He chuckled, caressing that cheek and smothering it with kisses.
"You hurt baby?" He asked, snaking his arms around her to pull her even close and bring his kisses close to her lips.
"No." She mumbled as she blushed, her heart racing as she reached for him, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Their movements were charged with an electric energy, each touch sending shivers down their spines. His hands moved to the hem of her shirt, lifting it slowly. She raised her arms, allowing him to pull it over her head, revealing the smooth expanse of her skin.
She giggled, her fingers skillfully unbuttoning his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders. It fell to the floor, forgotten as their hands roamed over each other. His lips trailed hot kisses down her neck, his hands moving to the clasp of her bra. With a practised ease, he unhooked it, letting it slip away, exposing her to his hungry gaze.
"Wow," he murmured, his eyes dark with appreciation. She laughed softly, the sound filled with both nerves and excitement. She reached for his belt, her fingers trembling slightly as she unbuckled it and slid it from his waist.
They tumbled onto the bed, laughing as they fell into a tangle of limbs and sheets. Sidharth's hands explored her body, his touch both firm and tender, driving her wild with anticipation. Shehnaaz's fingers traced his back muscles, her touch igniting a fire between them.
Their kisses grew more urgent, a mix of playful nips and deep, sensual caresses. His lips found her collarbone, his tongue tracing a path down to the swell of her breasts. She gasped, her back arching as his hands cupped her, his thumbs brushing over her sensitive skin. She pulled him closer, her breath hitching as she felt his warmth against her. His hands traveled lower, exploring every inch of her with a fervent, almost reverent touch. She responded in kind, her hands roaming over his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart.
"Mmm!" They moved together in a rhythm that was both playful and intensely passionate, their laughter mingling with gasps of pleasure.
Every touch, every kiss was a promise of their love and desire. As they lay entwined, their bodies pressed close, they reveled in the joy of being together, each moment a testament to their deep and unbreakable bond.
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Rab Rakha
FanfictionIn this world full of trendy and fancy relationships and so called situationships, how hard do you think it is to find true love? Meet Sidharth Shukla and Shehnaaz Gill, two people who don't plan on getting into a relationship but can't deny the un...