Pyaar ki Takrar

Chapter 38: Passion Ignited

The excitement of the competition still buzzed in Twinkle's veins as they drove back home, the streets illuminated by the soft glow of city lights. Kunj had one hand on the steering wheel, while his other casually rested on the armrest between them. Twinkle glanced over at him, and something about the way he looked so effortlessly handsome tonight, with that proud, slightly smug smile, stirred something deep inside her.

Why does he have this effect on me? she wondered, her pulse quickening.

As they reached home, Kunj parked the car and turned to her. His gaze locked with hers, and for a moment, neither of them said anything. The air between them felt charged, as though both of them were waiting for the other to make the first move,

"What happened, Mrs. Sarna?" Kunj teased, his voice low and husky. "Why is it?"

Twinkle's breath hitched as she looked into his eyes. She knew that teasing tone, that look in his eyes-it was a challenge, daring her to take the lead. And tonight, she wasn't going to back down.

Without saying a word, Twinkle leaned over and closed the small gap between them, pressing her lips against his in a sudden, intense kiss. Kunj's eyes widened in surprise for a split second before he responded with equal fervor, his hand instantly tangling in her hair as he deepened the kiss.

The kiss was fiery, passionate, filled with all the pent-up emotions they had both been holding back. Twinkle's hands moved to his shoulders, pulling him closer as she pressed herself against him, her heart racing. Kunj's grip on her tightened, his fingers trailing down her back, leaving a trail of heat wherever they touched.

As they finally pulled apart, both of them were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other.

"Twinkle.." Kunj's voice was barely a whisper, his breath hot against her lips. "You're driving me crazy."

Twinkle smirked, her pulse quickening at the intensity in his voice. "Good," she whispered back, her hands trailing down his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin through his shirt. "Because you do the same to me.

Inside their room, the tension between them grew thicker with every passing second. Twinkle stood by the bed, her heart pounding as Kunj slowly approached her. His eyes never left hers, and the look of desire on his face sent a shiver down her spine.

Kunj stopped right in front of her, his fingers gently brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "You sure about this?" he asked, his voice low, almost a growl.

Twinkle's heart raced, her body humming with anticipation. She knew what he was asking, and her answer was clear. She wasn't hesitant tonight. She wan' -wanted him.

Without a word, Twinkle nodded, her eyes locked on his. That was all the encouragement Kunj needed.

In one swift motion, he pulled her flush against him, capturing her lips in a searing kiss that sent sparks through her entire body. Twinkle's hands gripped the fabric of his shirt, her body arching into him as she kissed him back with equal intensity.

Kunj's hands roamed down her back, exploring every curve, every inch of her, as if he couldn't get enough. Twinkle's pulse raced as she felt his hands slide down her waist, pulling her even closer.
Before she knew it, Kunj's lips left hers and began trailing a series of hot, lingering kisses down her neck, causing a soft gasp to escape her lips. His lips were warm, his touch firm yet gentle, and Twinkle could feel the heat pooling in her stomach as her body responded to him.

"Kunj..." she breathed, her voice shaky with desire.

He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with want as he looked at her. "Twinkle," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion, "I've wanted you like this for so long. "

Twinkle's heart fluttered at his words, her body aching for his touch. She reached up, cupping his face in her hands as she pulled him back in for another kiss, this one slower, more tender, yet filled with the same intense passion.
Kunj's hands slid under the hem of her dress, his touch sending shivers down her spine as he explored her skin. Twinkle's breath hitched as she felt his hands roam over her hips, pulling her closer as his lips claimed hers once more.

Time seemed to blur around them, the only thing that mattered was the way they moved together, their bodies in perfect sync. Twinkle's world narrowed down to just him-his touch, his kiss, the way his breath mingled with hers as they lost themselves in each other.

Every kiss, every touch, every whispered word between them ignited a fire that neither of them wanted to put out.

Much later, as they lay tangled in each other's arms, their breaths finally steadying, Twinkle rested her head against Kunj's chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. A sense of contentment washed over her-this felt right, being here with him like this.

Kunj ran his fingers lazily through her hair, his voice a soft murmur. "I can't believe it took us this long."

Twinkle smiled, her eyes fluttering shut as she nestled closer to him. "Maybe the wait made it all the better.
Kunj chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "You're probably right."

Twinkle sighed contentedly, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest. For the first time in a long time, she felt like everything was exactly as it should be. They had their ups and downs, their fights, their challenges-but in this moment, nothing else mattered.

It was just them, together, perfectly in sync.

As Twinkle drifted off to sleep, one thought lingered in her mind: This is just the beginning.