Sam had been quite deep in a sleep. A grunt and a moan of a deep throated pain, flew her eyes open in complete panic. She scrambled up unfocussed and a little disorientated. A loud gasp escaped her lips, when she saw Neil. He was.....God...he sweating so profusely. A thin film of it spread all over his skin. His body was jerking, vibrating and tensing on the bed. Both of his hands grabbed the sheets in a tight fist. All the blue veins rippled out from everywhere, his arms, his hands, his wrists, his neck and his face. What was happenning to him? He was having a fit? No, Something more horrifying than that. He wasn't breathing. Pained moans and grunts escaped his lips. "Neil!" She cried out, but he didn't wake from whatever it was. She looked around helpless, and slid out of the bed. Her frantic stare caught on a glass of water on the table beside the bed. Sam grabbed it, turned around and threw all the contents over his face. She put her forehead and on his. Her eyes watered looking at him. She gasped surprised at the coldness of his skin on her warm ones. Oh, no. "Breath." She whispered. "Please, Neil. Don't die on me." She cried a little, a tear fell down from her left eye and onto to his cool skin. Just as immediately, when her tears fell on his face, his eyes flew open and stared. The next moment after that, her breath got knocked out so hard that felt her teeth chatter because of it, as Neil rolled her down, and got on top of her body instead. Sam stared shocked up into his face. He was awake. He was awake! "f**k! Are you alright?" He half asked and half growled. ********** Read the story to know about it

"How long is it going to take?"An impatient growl, travelled into the room from outside. Radhika sighed. Dear, lord, help me in getting rid of this impossible man. "I can't reach the zipper of the dress."She yelled finally, giving up, all her hair fell over her face in a mess. Just as immediately she said it, the door burst open and a gasp escaped her lips, whipping her around, clutching the dress tightlyto her bo**m. She didn't bolt the door! "Hey! What are you doing here? Get out!"Radhika cried out. His body froze in a lock, as his stare slid from down of her bare feet, to her legs, bare things, her waist and then settled disturbingly long time on her chest. He walked towards her, slowly. He stood before her now, towering over her. Looking down at her. All over her. His body got more closer. Not possibly an of space. Radhika stared up at him with a heaving chest. Her hands clutching tightly the dress. Her back exposed all over. "Turn around."He whispered. His voice reached out her into her blood. "No."She whispered, shaking all over. His eyes flashed at that. His jaw ticked, he caught her arms and turned her around. His front attached to her back again. The rough cloth of his suit rubbed on a bare skin. He caught hold of the zipper, all the while his eyes connected to hers looking on deeply into her eyes. His hand stopped pulling up the zipper.His stare now another level of intense, Radhika's now affected gaze now pulled deep into his eyes. "Let go of your hands."He whispered, his mouth opened now on her skin. His voice a deep seductive husky. "No."Radhika breathed out, feeling sensitive sensations course through her body.Playing havoc all over. With widening of eyes, she saw his tongue come and lick on her bare shoulder. "Let go of your hands."He said huskily again, his eyes wild caught hers in the mirror. "Oh, god no."She moaned, as he planted open mouth wet kisses along her shoulder, and travelling a trail of a mess up to her neck.