One Night Stand

One Night Stand : 11. Claimed

A leg swings in full force and the foot collided with the hard wooden door.

"Damn! This is frustrating", a female screech echoed.

"Arghhhh", two hands grabbed a fistful hair and pulled harshly in frustration.

Then a fist collided to that door, followed by a whimpering

"Aaaahuch...aah", naina pressed her injured hand with the other hand of her.

Sameer was leaning against the wall, watching her all theatrics nonchalantly.

"Heartless. Insensitive. Prick", his lack of reaction rewarded him with some colourful words from the lady herself.

"Oh come on!", he crossed his arms around his firm and defined chest.

Naina shook her head as her eyes were betraying her by racking over his delicious body, shamelessly.

"Maine dekha kitni jor se tumne punch kiya", sameer replied with a smirk.

"Crap", naina cursed under her breath.

Ofcourse, he would guess her tomfoolery, as he was the teacher who encouraged her for all these escapades.

He was the one, along with whome she started all the dramatics and making people halfwit.

Naina sighed and looked at the sameer with some unknown expressions.

"Enough is enough.", she stomped her feet.

"Now, you", she turned toward sameer with a jerk and pointed her finger being exasperated by the time.

"Let. Me. Go", she yelled with all her strength, focusing on each and every word, staring into his eyes sternly.

Sameer's gaze was drooling deep inside her beautiful eyes. He looked at her firmly, without blinking, for a while.

"Nah", then shrugged and rolled his eyes.

Naina's eyes widened at his careless behaviour.

She turned towards the door, outrageous at his reaction, and started delivering blow after blow at the poor door.

"Open the damn door"
"Open", she was shouting along with kicking and punching the poor door.

Now, it started bothering sameer.

Not her kicking and punching, but the shouting, which definitely won't cause any harm to his strong door rather would gather the crowd to witness their pageant.

Sameer hold her hand and spun her. Her kick, which already was in motion, was about to hit him but he carefully  braced himself from severe attack by her heal on his family jewel.

He pushed her on the door, which was brutally attacked by this infuriated and vicious woman.

His hand, holding each of her, tugged them on either side of her head.

He pressed his body against her, for not letting any space along with opportunity to sneak out, left.

His hot breath fanned over her face, melting all the resolve left in her.

Her big eyelashes slowly lifted, brushing over his cheeks, sending sparks and giving a soulful view.

Her lips part momentarily and she immediately pursed them in thin and tight line.

He blinked several time, to control his gaze, which was trailing down to all wrong places.

Her luscious and plump lips.