NEVER FORGET YOU | 2

Chapter Twenty-Two

C H A P T E R - T W E N T Y  T W O

Song- I Think I'm In Love Again, Kat Dahlia.
(Do watch this video guys)

I want to sleep with you.
I don't mean have sex.
I mean sleep. Together. Under my blanket. In my bed, with my hands on your chest. And your arms around me. With the window cracked. So it's chilly and we have to cuddle closer.
No talking. Just sleepy, blissfully happy, silence.

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You know what's the best part about kissing Amaan? It's the feeling that comes with it. The feeling of kissing someone you love, with your everything. It's always like the first time.

Like our very first kiss.

I can still feel the sparks in the kiss, the butterflies everywhere inside my stomach. Exactly like the way when we have kissed for the first time, on the terrace garden of our school.

Our lips moving slowly but passionately against each other with my hands circled around his neck while I think about old days. And the thought of our first, clumsy, and awkward kiss have me smiling against his lips.

How stupid and naive we were...

"What's making you so amused, babe?", Amaan adjusts his weight on his both hands over the mattress as he finally leaves my lips to meet my eyes. A small amused smile playing at the corner of his own wet and swelled lips as well, which I know is exact replica of mine– Thanks to all the kissing we have had done today.

"I was thinking about our first kiss", I replied lazily, my heavy eyes not for once leaving his warm ocean ones.

A goofy smile spread across those tempting lips as slowly he parted my legs with one of his own in a way that half of his body is now settled between my thighs. That telltale of his growing erection is now pressed heavily into my inner thighs with our legs tangled around each other.

"And you have called me baby again, by the way", I added cheekily but with a sly smile as I tried to ignore that tingling sensation rushing through my veins because of our proximity. "Ummmm...", but the next moment a low, unexpected moan came out of my mouth, probably because of that supposed heaviness between my legs as he started grinding his clothed erection slowly over my damp underwear. Every part of my body is on fire because of that intimate contact. My hips on their own accord move forward to intensify the friction between our lower bodies.

I don't know how, and why, but my body just accepts any close, bold touch of his without any discomfort. It always does. It doesn't makes me uncomfortable. It never makes me uncomfortable to begin with, to have this closeness with him.

"I did?", He asked, raising one of his brows like he hasn't realised that he did. His front hair is covering almost half of his forehead and top of his eyes, giving him an intense but adorable look while he stared down at me, mischievously.

"Uh-huh", I nodded my head in amusement and gently touch his hair, brushing it away from his eyes.

"Hmmmm... Touche", he grinned before lowering his head into the crook of my neck, nuzzling my throat, and placing soft kisses from the side of my neck to my collar bones- all this while never leaving the pleasurable attention he was giving to the junction between my hips.

"What are you going to do about that?", He added gently with his lips trailing down, now at the upper part of my uncovered chest. At the same time, he brings one of his hands and grabs one of my thighs, wrapping it around his lower back. His other hand still balancing his weight over our lying form.