Ansh finally sat down and we began eating again. I hope he forgot about what he just asked me before my coughing and choking.
"You didn't answer me." Ansh stated.
Okay, so he is not letting that go. Great. I took a deep breath, looked up at him and tried to play stupid.
"What did you mean? I didn't get the question."
I know that Ansh know that I am deliberately playing stupid. Ugh.
"I know that Aarav and you didn't meet that much in that time between your engagement and wedding day but I just- I thought may be something happened between you two or maybe you talked about it because-I don't know-shit- I don't want to know. I don't know why I asked."Ansh is really struggling. He wants to know but then he doesn't because that might make him feel bad or weird or very awkward.
"Hey. It's okay that you asked. And to answer your question, nothing really happened." I eased him, and relief washed over Ansh's face.
Okay, it affected him more than I thought it did. I have to tell him the truth. It might come out in his conversation with Aarav maybe someday and it won't be good for us then. So I told him, "we just- just kissed once."
As soon as I said the truth, Ansh frowned for a second and then looked down, trying to hide his reaction.
"It was an awful kiss." I blurted those words out to try to make Ansh better and it was the truth.
Ansh looked up. "You don't have to lie Kiara. It's okay... It's fine if you kissed him. I mean it's done, we can't really-""But I'm not lying. Really that kiss was awful, I didn't feel a thing. It didn't do anything for me romantically. It was just too much tongue and saliva and it was gross. At one point I thought he was going to-"
"Shut up. I don't want the details!" Ansh said in louder voice than necessary. I flinched.
He is being unreasonable with this behaviour. I understand that it might not feel good to think about his bestfriend kissing his girlfriend but then again, can he blame me for that?
I stood up and set my plate on the counter, looking away from him.
I love him but are we going too fast? Did I miss the essential parts of him where it said that he can be a unreasonable possesive jerk?
"Kiara..I'm-" Ansh started and I looked at him. Oh he is definitely sorry. I can see it in his puppy dog eyes that he is making.
"It's not my fault." I told him as a matter of fact and moved away from him and walked towards the door. This is not how I pictured this day.
Just when I was about to open the door, I felt his hard chest pressed against my back as his arms came around me and he hugged me tight from behind, so that I couldn't move a muscle. He nuzzled his face in my neck.
"I'm sorry. I'm a jerk. I don't want to share you. And just the thought of you with somebody else-it's painful to even think about that." He said.
"If you can't handle this, then tell me if you'll be able to handle shit when Aarav comes back?"
"I'll handle it. I will. I just- I love you Kiara. Don't walk away like that."
"I'm just supposed to believe you?"
"Please. I promise. We'll never ever fight again because of Aarav. Ever."
He hugged me tighter if that was possible and I melted in his arms. Yes I was mad but I also understood his reaction. I would've reacted the same way, maybe worse, when I thought he was with Preeti.
"Come to my bed with me. I wanna feel you there beneath me." He whispered and placed open mouth kisses on my neck. That's it. I turned around in his arms and sealed my lips with his.***
"Okay it's my turn now." I chuckled and said.
Ansh and I lay beside each other, covered underneath the sheets. My head rested on his left arm as I faced the ceiling and he stared at my face, and we asked random stupid question with each other. And this game by the way started when I asked him if he has a sexual fantasy. His answer did not disappoint me but then he asked if I liked it when we did it in public. And my answer didn't disappoint him.
Did I tell you that Ansh has a really good sense of humour? I've been laughing for the past hour.
"Shoot." He said.
"What's the worst definition of kiss you've ever heard?"
"Oooh... Nice question."
"I know."
"I think- I really don't like when people say 'Look at them sucking faces.' I mean it's so weird to hear that."
I laughed. "I know, right? I hate it when they say 'Swapping spit' instead of kissing. Because that's just gross. It makes me picture in my head two people who are literally spitting into each other's mouths."
Ansh laughed and his chest vibrated beneath my hand. "That picture is really gross." He said.
"I know. One more definition. Come on." I probed him and turned to look at him.
"I don't know. Ummm... I've once heard someone say 'they're eating each other out.' But I think it's hot."
"Yeah. I think it's hot too." I smiled.
"Oh yeah? Do you want me to eat you out?"
"I don't think I'll fit in your mouth." I said.
"If I can fit in yours, then you can definitely-Ouch. What was that for?"
He is talking double meaning. That's what the pinch was for.
"I was not talking about BJ! We are talking about kiss." I said.
"No. You are talking about kiss. I'm talking about BJ."
"Ansh."
"Kiara."
"We just did it."
"So?"
"So don't you get tired?"
"I'm not a 40 year old man, Kiara."
"I thought most guys go to sleep right after it."
"Well, I'm not most guys."
"You definitely aren't."
I smiled at him and gave him a nose bop. He leaned in to kiss me and I let him. Then I felt his hand trail down from my waist to between my legs as he cupped me there. I gasped.
He broke the kiss and looked at me with his intensity.
"Do you still not want me to eat you out?" He whispered against my lips.
His fingers toyed around my sensitive skin and I grasped his arms. The heat and arousals flew through my body and I felt the throbbing and clenching of my lower belly.
"When did I say I didn't want you to?" I moaned and Ansh gave me his sexy evil smirk.
I was a goner....

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A GIRL LIKE YOU
Storie d'amoreWhat do you do when you're falling in love with the best friend of the guy you're supposed to get married to? I am not perfect. I never have been. So many mistakes. So many coulda, shoulda, woulda. But isn't there always that one point in your life...