The Unforeseen Love

Chapter thirty-six 🌶️

Chapter thirty-six

Aarohi Verma

(18+, mature content ahead)

Coming back completely drenched with Ishaan to his house was definitely not on my bucket list. With him everything feels easy, it's like he fits perfectly in this puzzle of my somewhat organized life. If I were to go home drenched, my mother would have scolded me maybe out of care. I never drenched in rain, all I did was wish to be drenched with my lover. Ishaan made it come true. I loved how he scrunched his face when I said to recreate the scene but he still did it.

Sometimes, I feel like this is all a dream and the moment I will wake up I will end up in my house, trapped inside a cage which suffocates me and Ishaan will be gone away from me. He will not be there by my side to make me smile, blush and to love me.

We entered the house, our clothes sticking impossibly to our body. We were laughing and having fun all the way to home. I was taking the slippers out of the shoe cabinet when Ishaan wrapped his arm around me making my spine straighten.

"Aarohi, I never really liked rain" he said, out of nowhere.

"Mmmhmm...."

"But today, when I saw you smiling in rain, suddenly I fell in love with rain too" he confessed.

I turned around and cupped his face "You are so beautiful that my heart aches every time I look at you." I chuckled.

"Why do you always call me beautiful? Shouldn't it be handsome or something?" he asked scrunching his eyebrows and his voice hoarse.

I wrapped my hand around his neck and pulled him closer, "Handsome is such an understatement for your existence. I'm just expressing you in the language I read about in my books." I confessed.

He blushed and looked down.

God, why do you have to make him my favourite.

"Wait, are you blushing?" I asked not believing my eyes at what I'm witnessing. Ishaan Ahuja is blushing?

He cleared his throat and started looking here and there, avoiding my eyes and said "I'm not."

I bite my lower lips to hide the smile fighting to flash on my face. I love this man. Do I? Maybe.

"Stop biting your lips" he sighed.

"Why?" I asked, narrowing my eyes in confusion.

"You are tormenting me" he confessed making my eyes go wide.

"Oh, is it?" I said trying to challenge him, probably. The last time I challenged him, the outcome was pretty good... I mean out of sudden. 

He looked into my eyes and spoke "Don't test me"

"What would you do?" I asked again. I know exactly where it is going, but I still continued.

He pulled me by my waist "You want to see?" he growled. And I whispered a "yes".

And the next moment his lips were on mine, kissing me. He glided his lips perfectly on mine, sucking my bottom lip like it's his favourite candy. I wrapped my arm tightly around his neck and he tightened his grip on my waist.

While kissing, he slides his hand under my top and I gasped against his mouth. He slowly trailed his hand up on my back reaching impossibly close to my bra hook. And then he suddenly stopped, probably realising what he was doing. He broke the kiss, leaving each other gasping for breath.

He leaned against me and took few deep breaths and said in a mere whisper "I shouldn't."

That left me utterly confused. Why would he say thta? I narrowed my eyes in confusion, "Why?" I asked.