Just like Manik said, all that Nandini needed was a hot dip and some alone time to clearly think about how she was going to make it okay between the father - son duo. And, by the time she felt refreshed, a perfect plan had hatched in her mind. Getting out of the bathtub, she wrapped herself with a fluffy towel that Manik had left for her. She stood in front of the mirror, quietly at her reflection and, that's when she realized how visible her wound was. It was purple-ish red and covered half of her left cheek. As she ran her hand over it, she flinched slightly because of the pain that still lingered. Nandini's heart plummeted down, thinking whether it will bother Manik or not. The scar would take a lot of time to heal and what if he finds it ugly? Shaking off the insecurities, she took a deep breath and walked away from her relection.
Opening the door, she popped her head out to check for any sign of him. Seeing the coast clear, Nandini nonchalantly walked out and towards his bed where, her clothes had been placed. Just as she picked it up, someone cleared their throat making her aware of their presence.
It turned out to be her darling boyfriend who stood there with two cups of hot chocolate in his hands and a playful smirk plastered on his face. Nandini gulped audibly as he raked his eyes over her barely covered body. She didn't feel a bit uncomfortable under his gaze because, she knew how much love those brown eyes held. Manik gently kept the mugs on the side table and slowly moved towards her. With every step he took, Nandini's heart beat got faster. Within moments, he was near her and pinned her down on the bed. For the first time, in their one year old relationship Nandini saw a different emotion in his eyes. There was a fascination, a need in him that he had been holding up for so long.
Manik was always a gentleman who believed in giving space. Forget getting intimate, he hasn't even kissed her once. He was waiting for her to take the first step so that she won't ever regret their intimate moments. But, today when he saw her in that moment he couldn't control his burning desires.
He trailed down her moist shoulder leaving hot butterfly kisses on the way. Nandini squirmed under the effects of his sweet torture as she moaned his name which did nothing but encourage him more. She needed it. She wanted it more. He trailed back to the hollow of her neck, where he nibbled and licked it until a light pink mark appeared. He gaped at it proudly as if he was marking his territory. Histerritory, hisgirl.
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Nandini was feeling things that she had never felt before. A sweet kind of ache settled in the pit of her stomach. She yearned his touch, his blazing kisses. Her body felt sacred under his fingers. It was only his right, only his. As Manik ravished every inch of her shoulder, he hovered over her and stared into her eyes, indirectly asking for permission. Taking Nandini's desire filled gaze as a yes, he left a soothing kiss on her forehead. He wanted her but he wasn't needy. He wanted to relish her body like it was divine and fill any crack with his love.
