Behir Short Stories

His desires - Part 4

Bela's pov

I woke up feeling immense pressure all over my body. It was a kind of pain. Rubbing my eyes, when I looked it was Mahir's hand on my body. I can't bear his big hand on my weak body. But thinking about all incidents I didn't had the guts to wake him up and to say take your hands from my body. I love mahir but mentally we should get close to someone before getting physical but I think he didn't had the same mindset as mine. My whole body was paining. I felt like crying, but I stopped sound from escaping my throat.

He suddenly wriggled and hugged me more closer. I found that hug to be painful rather than enjoyable.
"Mah--mah--ir---pleas---e---" I stammered waking him up
"Oh you woke up, I was quite late" he said stretching his legs.
"Yesterday night was quite enjoyable. I really loved it babe" he said with a wink
"Mmm" I looked away from him.
I suddenly got up from the bed and went to the washroom. I shut the door tight and started crying my heart out. Why I'm feeling so sad? I don't know! Have I committed a mistake? I can't understand. After about an hour I came from washroom with reddish eyes. Outside the washroom je was waiting for me. On seeing me he said, "Bela, sorry I think I forced you for all yesterday and you seem to be depressed. I'm sorry bela, I'm sorry... I know, I won't be able to undo whatever that had happened. But I'm assuring it won't happen again. I have booked another room for me close to this room"
Before I could say anything he went.
"Come out at 9am. We have a meeting" he said before closing the door.
I was stunned seeing all these. Was he feeling guilty? I was in a confused state but felt bad for hurting his feelings.

I got ready and came out, he was waiting out already in his formals.
Mahir:Can we go?
"Yes" I said
We both got in a car. Both of us were silent. The hustle and bustle of roads were the only thing that we could hear, nothing else... We reached our destination by half an hour, then went to the meeting and came back by 3 pm.
A waiter came to my room with some snacks which I politely refused. Again someone knocked on the door, this time it was mahir.
"Bela, the owner of this hotel is an Indian. He has organised a party tonight. We are invited. Hope you'll come" he said stolidly
"Ye.. yes" I said staring onto his eyes.
I felt really bad for him. Now I wanted to do something to make him happy and I found tonight's party as the best option for that. Wearing a short cocktail frock I went to the party area which was held in the ballroom of the hotel. Mahir was standing near the wine parlor sipping some wine. I wanted to make him happy.

"Mahir, am I looking good?" I asked with a smile
Mahir:Yes
"Mahir, I wanna talk" I said as he had no change in his mood
"What?"
"You know, how I'm. Today morning I was very confused that's why I behaved so, sorry" I said taking his hands on mine
"It's okay. But I won't force you" he said
"Arey mahir, I love you... since years I love you. I'm not lying... I had a crush on you..."I started saying everything
Mahir:What bela? Are you telling the truth! I cant believe.
"Yes mahir, Yesss.... I love you" I said hugging him
Now he smiled and hugged me back. We took some drinks and a song was played to which we danced very intimately. We both went to our room after party. In the control of alcohol, I kissed him and he too responded to it. He was impatiently stripping off my dress while I stood caressing and kissing him. Soon we made love....
"Bela, you are my only love... I can't think of loving anyone other than you" he said in between
"Yes mahir, I love you too, I love youuu" I whispered

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