A RoNakshi FF- Hero for Hire

Chapter 57

His voice lowered, her senses wavered.

'Rohit!'

'Hmm..matlab honeymoon pe PJs kon laata hai?'

Sonakshi's mouth fell open as it struck her.

'Tum ne? Rohit! Tum ne nikaal diye suitcase se?'

'Guilty!'

She hit him on the chest. He winced a bit. She had forgotten about his wound.

'Oh, sorry! But Rohit! Ab itne din mein kya karungi?'

'Sona! Yahan to koi bhi nahin hai na..to zaroorat hi nahin..mere liye itna bhi nahin kar sakti..'

His words were playing havoc with her senses as were his lips, as they came down on her shoulder, left bare by her sleeveless dress.

'Rohit! Stop! Aise thori na hota hai..'

'Koi rule hai kya?' His breath blew the tendrils of her hair near her ear.

He began raining kisses over her cheek, hair, ears, shoulder, neck.

Sonakshi was melting fast.

'Rohit! Aaj rest kar lo, thak gaye ho na..'

'Sona..relax karwa do na..'

'Hunh?'

He didn't reply, he was too busy nuzzling her. As she leaned into him, he groaned his pleasure, his lips covering hers.

Sonakshi got on her toes to put her arms around his neck, unable to resist him.

He pushed the strap of her dress off her shoulder, but the bodice was a fitting one and didn't budge.

'What the..'

His voice, which was already heavy with desire, now changed to irritated.

Sonakshi began to giggle near his mouth.
He looked at her, his expression incredulous.

'Sona! Tumhe hansi arahi hai?'

'Kya hua Mr. Romantic Sippy? Ek dress se haar gaye?'

Her eyes twinkled in the lamp lights as her shoulders began to shake with mirth.

He could just stare.

'Kya Sona! Mere romance ki band baja di..'

Sonakshi gave him a push and he fell on the bed on his back.

Showing him a thumbs down, she laughed as she ran to the bathroom.

'Sona! Bhaag to rahi ho..aaogi to wapas yahin..woh bhi bina kapron ke..' he called out.

Soon, the door opened.

Rohit sat up in the bed to see.

He was stunned.

Sonakshi came out wearing his t-shirt. It was atleast two sizes bigger on her, the neckline falling from her shoulder, ending mid thigh.

'Holy...'

She stopped.

'Kya hua?'

'Damn it Sona! Iss ke baad bhi bolo gi rest karne ko?'

Sonakshi moved to the mirror on the wall and opened her hair.

'You are not making any sense hubby.'

She saw him get up from the bed, in the mirror.

She turned around just as he caught her by the waist, pressing her against him.