And the story ends..?

Chapter 27

Kriya's POV

We reached home and he unlocked the door.

"I would like to take a shower first"

"I know" he said and smiled, showing off how much he knew me.

Without any delay I ran into the bedroom and took out my clothes and robe for the shower. I needed that 'me time' again and I was glad that Swayam could give it to me. I headed towards the bathroom and turned on the shower.

I was actually feeling light, like a burden has been lifted from my chest. I was glad I could tell him no matter the state because now I knew what I will be saying when I meet him tomorrow.

I knew he read my journal and knew all of it but this face to face confrontation had to be done. This verbal let out of feelings had to be done. I was prepared and with Swayam by my side I could conquer anything for real.

Swayam!!

I also needed to show him how much I appreciated him in my life. I needed to show with my actions. He deserved every bit of my passion, my love and my being.

I never really felt that need you know to tell him some of my dark parts because he always kept me happy. I never had a breakdown since I was with him so I just didn't feel the need to spoil those moments with him. I might not have shared all of my past with him as I did it with Veer but today I need to do that. I need to come out transparent with him.

I didn't realize how long I took in the shower until I heard some loud noise from outside. I quickly turned off the shower and tied my robe around me to check. I stepped outside and saw nothing. Something was wrong, I couldn't see Swayam anywhere.

I took another towel to wrap my hair and entered the bedroom only to see a gorgeous thing lying on my bed.

A royal blue, all sequined dress. This was Swayam's surprise.

Tears rushed into my eyes at this gesture, he surely knew how to surprise me. Although the dress was not of my comfort but I would wear it only for him.

I dried and combed my hair and did a small amount of make-up. I wore a pendant and a bracelet given by Swayam and now I was ready to put that dress on.

I stepped into the dress, slid the thin straps on my shoulders and attempted to pull the zipper up. So much for flexibility.

I tried and tried but failed, my hands started to feel the burn now. I was about to call out Swayam when I saw him standing at the door with wide eyes. The dress had the effect I guess.

He himself was all dressed up in a formal wear. All black and looked so...um... delicious that my tongue darted out to wet my lips without my permission.

After those few seconds of pure hunger he moved in and stood right behind my back and my traitor body responded immediately.

I could feel a crawling sensation on my back while he still had his hands to himself.

The straps were slipping and I was struggling to keep them at place. Why is he not zipping the dress?

He just stood there, sometimes watching me through the mirror sometimes watching me. My cheeks had a new glow, I could see that now and the sensation grew intensely when I felt Swayam getting close to me.

"May I" he asked so seductively that I almost became a puddle.

He removed my hands from the straps only to make them fall but this time he slid them up so bloody slowly. On purpose torture.