"When you have to go through EVERYTHING, to get that EVERYTHING."
It's so hard to be someone when you're confused about who or what you're. Tarun is never 'Who' he thought he would be. He has a secret which he is claimed of hiding from everyone. Nei...
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Abhimanyu is brushing his lips to mine, softly, delicately like butterfly wings. He kissed me like all he ever wanted was to perceive my lips.
I thought he would taste like mint, but I was wrong. He tastes like cheese, little bit. It's funny and it's everything soft, moist and hot and breathy. We are not trying to win a battle but seeking union and closeness and the sharing of one breath, one sensation, one timeline and passionate moment. Now, his hands are all over my body under water, just the boxer briefs keeping us apart.
The heat rises in my cheeks as his tongue enters my mouth, touching mine, seeking to chase down the elusive liquid lighting that reached through both of us.
He slowly backs up, only to breathe. I opened my eyes, to see him already looking at me like right at this moment, we've got everything. The kiss. Our bodies pressed together. He. Us. It's everything.
"I can't stay away from you, specially not after this." He says, never breaking the eye contact.
"I can't not be around you." I say, because it's true, it's the only truth, I want to be around him.
I bring down my hand from his shoulder to under water, touching his chest, hard stomach—he definitely works out—and my fingers stop at the strip of his boxers. I want to feel him. I want my hand there. He starts kissing my jaw... my neck. Slowly, I slide my fingers inside and he groans. He reach down and stops me, shaking his head.
"Please, don't tease me Tarun." He says.
His expression changed like he is unsure and He doesn't say anything, instead he separates our legs and swim to the bank and climbs out. I whine, thinking what just happened. Few seconds ago we were kissing and my body was so full of heat. Now, I'm feeling lost.
I swim back to him and climbed out. His sexy back is in front of me. His boxers are wet, clinging to his ass, giving it a perfect shape. Abhimanyu picks up his and my clothes and hands mine to me. Still not looking at me.
I'd be saying something. Asking him what happened.
"Is something wrong?" I asks him. He shakes his head, wearing his shirt and Jean's. He is wearing the wet boxers under them. Am I supposed to do that too?
"I can't wear my jeans over my wet underwear." I say. He looks at me and than, this time at my bulge.
"You can change it." He says and turns his back to me. I didn't miss the way his tongue brushes across his bottom lip before he turned. I glare around to see if no one is there. I remove my boxers quickly and put on my clothes.
"Done." I say.
He turns to look at me, finally. I walk up few steps towards him until I can feel his breathing on my face again.
"If something is wrong, I'm sorry. I didn't wanted to do that." I say. I'm feeling guilty and embarrassed at the same time.
Both of his hand touches my cheeks, I rest my face into it, feeling his touch.
