Passion & Dilemma

33. Henna and Romance

Prerna's POV

"Fuckkkkkk!" I pushed my face into the pillow and screamed, letting out the embarrassment. "Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!"

I rolled in my bed and spread my hands out like a eagle, facing the ceiling. I took three deep breathes before I whined and pressed my palms on my eyes.

"Prerna, tujhse zyada tharki aur akal ki andhi aurat iss duniya mein nahi milegi. Apne stalker ko hawas mein doob ke kiss nahi karna hota hai, jahil janani."

"Prerna, there is no woman in this world more perverted and stupid than you. You don't kiss your stalker out of lust, ignorant woman!"

I scolded myself, hitting my forehead with each word.

The awkwardness I was feeling wae beyond explainable.

I sat up straight in a blink and addressed the wall like it was my best friend.

"But he is my fiancé. I can kiss him all I want, right?" I asked the wall and it did not reply, making me mad.

"No, yaar. He is also my stalker. How can I hate him one moment and eat him in the next?" I slapped my lips thrice in frustration and laid down again.

"Agh, I am so stupid. No wonder how everyone oversteps me. That shit in the car was embarrassing." I talked to the ceiling and shook my head before sitting up back again.

"But why am I embarrassed? I can do whatever I want with him. I can kiss him and I can also kick his ass if I want."

I clicked my fingers. "Yeah, right. I should act normal. Kiss is not even a big deal. Yeah right."

I laid down again and placed my arm under my head. "But if it is not a big deal then why is my heart beating so fast?" I whined for nth time tonight.

I stood up and decided to take a shower, in hopes that it would help me clear my head. I stood in front of the mirror and untied my hair before grabbing a hair brush.

I untangled the ends of my hair when my eyes fell on my lips through the mirror.

I stared at them for a few seconds before my brain decided to recall the memory of my perfect first kiss and full blown wave of shyness hit me.

I blushed.

I bit my lower lip to control the unwanted smile but nothing seemed to help so I just gave in to the feeling. I smiled until my cheeks hurted but the giddiness inside me did not decrease by a single degree.

If someone saw me acting like this, then they will definitely perform exorcism on me.

I touched my soft lips with my rough fingertips. They were devoured so thoroughly by Sarthak that I can still feel the warmth of his mouth on mine.

I wonder how many times Sarthak has kissed before to be that good of a kisser. It was perfect. His lips on mine were the most perfect puzzle in my world.

The idea of Sarthak ever kissing someone did not settle well with me. So I pushed that thought on the back of my head remembered my first kiss.

The licks, the bites, the sighs and his fucking groans. Everything was so enticing and arousing. He was good with his mouth.

I shook myself out of the world of thoughts.

What is wrong with you, Prerna? You cannot think of him in that way.

Not being able to cop up with my emotions, I barged into the bathroom, stripped my clothes and stood under the shower.

Shower did help me to clear my head and I wore a silk pyjama before getting in the bed. I was so tired after the hectic day that it did not take me much time to slip into my dreamland.