She woke up at the lack of the heavenly human contact.
She rustled a bit on the couch..only to find none next to her..
She just jumped outta the couch..
In a panic..well it was a stranger's place..she was alone..
She had to be..
She called out...
"Sir.."
"Sir."
"Shit..I'm screwed.."
"Why would you be screwed honey buns..?"
He came in from behind almost scaring the beguises outta her..
"Oh you are here only.."
"So I'm sir Han..today..evening.." interesting Nandu.."
Only then she noticed what he was wearing.. With her panicky calls..he had just left the bathroom in his lowly hung towel..
"It's not like that.. Just stop analysing every thing.." She said trying to be as cool as possible to the half-naked / almost naked Greek God standing in front of her..
"Oh really..I'm the one analysing things" He laughed out loud..
Before she could come up with some witty response... He was just inches away from her..and said.."Call me Manik like you did today morning"
She remembered when she had called him that..
Before she could even mutter or gather herself..
He was again near her ears.."When you were busy on my lap claiming me"
Words never fail to be seductive at times from his mouth..
"Eh.. Ermm.. Mmmm.."
"Wow.." I didn't think this could be possible..I made Nandu.. Not come with some idiotic response wow..achieved the impossible I suppose.."
"Anyways why did you shout like there was some ghost in the house?, see I didn't even finish my shower and rushed to you, come let's settle this in bathroom. "
He dragged her forcefully and who knew her body failed once again and she followed like a dragged puppy..
Finally breaking off the trance..she managed to ask..
"What for?"
" as if you dunno why "
He pushed her inside the glassdoors of shower room..
And switched on the shower..
Water made it hard for both of them to quite be calm..
Even if his dragging her down there was a tease..
Water dribbling down her spine wasn't quite giving her the chills..it was his looks..though.
"I can't last enough for this torture Nandu..", Do you know how hot you look?"
Within no time he stripped her t-shirt off..and dragged the jeans down with his leg in a stroke..
There she was standing quite ethereal..
Beautiful not in a typical sense..yet quite tantalizing..
He couldn't wait any longer dragged her in for a deep kiss fighting over her mouth..
No matter how passive she wanted to act.. But he sure knew the buttons to bring out the wild one..
She dragged his towel and pulled him in even closer..and started nibbling his mouth..
Her fingers were creating havoc in some souther region..
She was stroking his abdomen like an innocent..while kissing like a maniac..
I guess she wanted him to suffer a bit for the show and tease he put out there..
"Nandu.." I get your point.." He managed between the groans..
"Stop doing it Nandu.." for crying out loud.. He more like begged..
"Doing what Manik.." She said huskily..
May be the constant teasing or the ultimatum of calling him Manik..made him ferociously..he lifted her off the ground..
And started ripping the bra off her body..
And nibbled all of her bosom..
She couldnt do anything but surrender to the wild beast..
The tiny shower room was now steaming up for some whole different reason..
