Chapter 34 - The Peace Called Love

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The early rays of the sun fell on her face and Aparna turned her face away. Her lips touched something soft and instantly her senses were filled with the glorious aroma of Nishant's raw scent. She opened her eyes and looked at his face, which looked at peace after a long time. He shifted in his sleep and invariably, she was pulled tightly along him. Feeling his warmth all around her, she pressed her lips on his shoulder, placing a soft kiss.

Nishant stirred in his sleep but did not open his eyes. Frankly, he did want to. Right now all he wanted was to feel her body next to his. The night had been filled with nothing else other than love. Every time he had reached for her, she had responded with a feverish need so potent that it had filled with blood with renewed passion. Aparna turned and her back touched her manhood, again waking every little tendril in his body. He nuzzled close along her shoulder making her aware that he was fully awake now.

"Good Morning," she said leaning her head against his chest.

"I am still sleeping," Nishant replied burying his face at the back of her neck.

Aparna smiled and rubbed her back on him.

"Stop it!" he warned biting on her shoulder making her yelp.

As she moved away from he grabbed the duvet and pulled it to himself.

"How will I go inside the room? I need the duvet."

"Go like this. Even better, wear my t-shirt"

"Your t-shirt is lying way far off. Come on, give me the duvet," she said trying to pull it off him but he did not budge at all.

When he did not, she gave him an angry look and started to get up.

"Nice view," he observed looking at her bare back.

Aparna looked at him and found him smirking. She was about to throw a pillow at him when he pulled her to him making her land on top of him.

"I am not letting you go so soon."

Imprisoning her beneath him, he started to kiss her shoulders and then went slowly down to her breasts.

The moment his mouth closed on her nipple, she completely lost her senses. Tell-tale sensations zipped through her mind before she could do anything else. Wanting to feel him inside again, she beckoned him to her and wrapped her legs around him.

Nishant couldn't think anything else but to slip inside her heated passage. Before he completely lost himself inside her, his only thought was will he ever get enough of her.

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The next couple of days were the happiest days of Aparna's life. They were filled with different sightseeing trips to the nearby areas and Nishant's passionate love making. One morning, he had dragged Aparna out of her sleep to show her the breathtaking sunrise, which was visible from the French window in his bedroom. They had also gone on trekking to Kheer Ganga, the natural hot spring near Tosh. Everything there had taken her breath away. But, one place has actually scared her.

It was on a height of more than 3500 ft with a steep drop into a rocky gorge. Nishant had been standing on the edge for quite some time when Aparna had interrupted his reverie. When asked he had told her that he had come here after their fight and had wanted to jump, but couldn't as he had seen a vision of hers, which had stopped him.

It had scared her so much and she had taken a promise from him that he will never come here again.

"Well, I'll promise only if you promise not to fight with me like that. Every time you get real angry with me I'll come here," he had said taking her in his arms.

And, she had promised him again and again that she will not fight with him ever again.

It was already 7 in the evening when they returned from Kheer Ganga and by the time Aparna had her bath and went to Nishant's room, she was exhausted. He was still having his bath, so Aparna sat down on the bed. Slowly as exhaustion clouded her mind, she slipped into a comfortable position and closed her eyes. She did not realise when she had fallen asleep till she felt someone giving her a foot massage. Although it was relaxing her but still she opened her eyes and found Nishant pressing his knuckles against the sole of her feet.

"What are you doing?" she asked pulling her feet back.

Nishant frowned and pulled her feet back on his lap and again started with the massage.

"I have trekked before so I am used to this exhaustion but you are not. This is going to relax the muscles so that you do not have a foot ache tomorrow morning when you wake up."

Slowly as his thumbs and fingers spread their magic, she slumped back to the pillow thinking about how her life had changed in the last couple of days. She had never really thought that she will come so close to someone who will give his all for her.

"Nishant!"

"Hmmm?" he replied looking up at her and saw her spreading her arms wide.

Nishant did not need any further invitation to slip into her warm embrace. As her arms closed around his neck, he slowly lowered his lips to hers and kissed her with the all the love in his heart.

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It was 3 in the morning and Nishant turned in his sleep towards her. Their love making had reached new heights as she had again and again aroused feverish desire in him. Now, she was sleeping with a flushed face and hair all dishevelled, and yet she looked like a sleeping angel. Slowly, he got up from the bed and went, and stood near the French window. Looking out at the twinkled night sky, he watched as the clouds covered the moon. He knew that soon they would need to return to Delhi leaving all this behind.

Will their days and nights change all of sudden?

But he did not want that to happen. He did not want the world or his business to come between them. Before even being an employee, she was Aparna: his Aparna, and that cannot change. As his gaze fell on right ringer finger, he suddenly felt suffocated looking at his engagement ring. Irritated, he took it off and strode towards the cupboard. Then, he opened his bag and shoved it inside. He will return this to Rushali the day he returned to Delhi.

Closing the cupboard, he came and slipped inside the duvet next to Aparna and wrapped an arm around her, pulling her to him. As her blissful smell engulfed his senses again, he fell into deep sound sleep.

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