Dear all,
This story is of an Indian girl, with lots of dreams but a decided future. This story is about Chavi Singh Rathore. She is not a soft feminine woman rather she is an ambitious woman skilled in badminton, swimming and swords. She belongs to...
"chavi, Raj, show Karthik and shikha their room upstairs" Maa told us and left with aunty. We both nodded and four of us took the stairs.
Raj and shikha walked ahead of us, chit chatting about something. We stopped on the first floor "Ok, I'll show shikha to her room, you can take Karthik upstairs" Raj lives on the first floor too so, they went and we continued to follow stairs to the second floor. Neither of us uttered a word, we just silently walked. His room came first and mine was just next to his room. I don't know, who came up with the arrangement this time.
"Well this is your room." I told him as I opened the door and stepped inside so he could have the full view of the room. That's when I felt something strong behind me, my back was pressed against his chest, as he traced his fingers down my arms. Everything around me stopped, I closed my eyes to let the moment sink in. This is the first time I have felt him so close to me. I could feel his breath on my neck.
Slow. Calm. Hot.
The door closed behind us with a slow thud. He wrapped his around me taking me in a tight back hug and kissed my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
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He moved my braided hairs to the front and opened the knot of my Kurta (an Indian attire which looks like a long top). He traced a hand on my back and I sighed with a heavy breath and opened my eyes. He kissed the back of my neck.
Soft. Gentle. Longed.
He kissed his way from the back of my neck to my ears. And whispered "Chavi". My name never felt as good as it does right now. "mmm" I replied with a humming sound as I couldn't find any words. My brain had stopped working at that moment.
He must have noticed that as he chuckled softly, it made me smile too. He gave me another soft kiss and tied the knot back. I don't know why but I was disappointed. Like I didn't want this anyway. Did I?
He sat me down on the bed and knelt on one knee before me. He then took out a pair of anklets (payal) from his pocket, removed my jutti (Rajasthani slippers) and placed my foot on his thighs then tied the anklet one by one on both feet and softly kissed it before putting down. I kept looking at him, "it's beautiful." I don't know when the words slipped through me.
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"You are talking about me or the anklets" He said in a teasing tone "Anklets, of course." I softly chuckled as I lied to him, Of course I was talking about him.
He sat next to me in bed, took my hands and kissed it. To be honest I have tried to create our romantic scenarios in my head several times but it used to feel so awkward but strangely today when it's happening in real life, it doesn't feel like that rather it feels so genuine and natural.
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