Eshaan Ranawat is an ambitious young man who has climbed ladders of success with his merit and by blandishing the boss Kabir Singhal. Eshaan is manipulative and a smooth talker making him irresistible. He is also dedicated and passionate towards his...
You are looking very beautiful, Monica.' Eshaan whispered huskily into her ear. She shivered and slowly looked at him. Gazing into his intense eyes she felt her heart flutter. He took her hand in his and kissed the back of her hand. Then, holding her gaze Eshaan tugged her arm. She smiled and shifted closer. The two sat at the edge of his bed. He moved his hand and brushed aside her hair, slowly tugging her hair behind her ear. She smiled lowering her gaze. He held her cheek and caressed her lower-lip with his thumb. She looked at him and noticed him stare at her lips.
'I missed you so much.' He said looking back into her eyes. Monica smiled placing her palm on his.
'I missed you too.' She confessed. He smiled and leaned closer. She looked into his eyes and then lowered her gaze and eyed his lips. He parted his lips. She shifted closer. He looked into her eyes. She looked into his eyes as well. They smiled at each other.
Monica inhaled sharply as he brushed his lips against hers. Without wasting time in foreplay, she held his upper-lip and began sucking urgently. Eshaan held her face firmly and held her lower-lip. Within seconds, Monica parted her mouth and Eshaan moved his tongue into her mouth. As they kissed Monica extended her hand and held his. She rested his palm on her thigh.
Monica moaned as he squeezed her thigh. Eshaan continued to kiss her passionately and slid his hand up her thigh. He caressed her inner-thighs earning another moan from her. He moved his lips from her lips and began kissing her jaw. She tilted her head little as he planted open mouth kisses on her throat. She grabbed the back of his head as he caressed her over her panty.
'Eshaan.' She moaned throwing her head back. Eshaan continued to kiss her cleavage, his palm rubbing her core over the flimsy cloth.
'Eshaan,' – She separated their frame and stared into his eyes, - 'I can't wait any longer, Eshaan.' – She held her face, - 'Please...' She looked pleadingly at him. Eshaan smiled and held the back of her head. He pulled her closer. She blinked and then stared into his eyes.
'Monica,' – He held their gaze, - 'You have no idea how I am controlling myself.' – He glanced at her lips briefly and then into her eyes, - 'But not anymore.' He said seriously.
Monica smiled as he pushed her on the bed and came over her. She gazed into his eyes as he held her hands and pinned her wrists against the bed. Then, he leaned closer and pressed his lips against hers. She reciprocated to the kiss instantly. As they kissed passionately, Eshaan entwined his fingers with hers and grasped her palms tightly.
'Maam? Maam?'
Monica frowned hearing a female voice. Slowly, she flickered her eyelids. She looked at the ceiling and suddenly a face came into the view. The bushy curls fell over the girl's face and the edge caressed Monica's face.
'Oh, God!' She got up and Jhanvi leaned back.
'****' Monica cursed grabbing her forehead.
'Are you okay?' Jhanvi asked concerned. Annoyed, Monica looked at her. She noticed Jhanvi was holding a glass of lemonade with both her hands.
Monica felt her head heavy and a hammering pain. She groaned rubbing her face with her palm, she held her head with the other hand.
'Here have this, you will feel better.' She suggested extending the glass. Not looking at her, Monica took the glass from her.
Jhanvi watched her gulp down the drink. Then, she gave her the glass back. As Jhanvi turned to leave, Monica extended her hand and picked up her mobile from the bedside table. She checked the time and irritated she looked away. Disinterested, she moved the duvet from her and climbed down the bed. She recollected last night and squeezed her eyes, slapping her forehead.
Shit! – She looked away placing her palm on her hip. She felt stupid thinking about Eshaan's reaction to her stupidity. She sighed and dropped her arms. Then, she walked to the wardrobe and took out a towel and her casual clothes for the day. Monica was about to walk into the bathroom when Jhanvi's phone beeped. She turned and looked at the mobile then towards the door. She thought for a split second and quickly walked around the bed. Quickly, she grabbed her phone. Luckily, Jhanvi hadn't kept any password. Monica frowned on seeing a photo of Jhanvi and Eshaan as wallpaper. She had her arm around his neck and was kissing him on the cheek. Ignoring the burning rage after seeing the photo, Monica checked her message, there was one message from Eshaan. She glanced at the door again and then looked at the phone. She clicked the message with her thumb and a message popped up.
Eshaan: Did you give her the lemonade? How is she now?
Monica smiled reading his message. So, he had sent that lemonade for her? She felt touched by his gesture and concern. She kept staring lovingly at the message until she heard footsteps. Alarmed she threw the phone on the bed and hurried towards the bathroom. Before Jhanvi could come into the room, Monica dashed into the bathroom. Jhanvi entered the room and sighed dropping on the bed. She let her one leg dangle from the edge of the bed while she folded her other leg. She turned little and frowned upon not finding her phone on the bedside table. She scratched her curly mane and looked around. She found her phone on the bed.
'How did this come here?' She wondered out loud.
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Monica's dream *_* Wasn't it filled with love and not just lust *_* and Eshaan's concern for her *_*
Ab yeh pyaar nahin toh kya hai *smirks* (If it's not love, then what is it) And guys, what are your thoughts on the chapter?
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