Five Weeks by Shruti Omar (ebook reader that looks like a book .TXT) 📗

Episode Thirty Eight

Anahita read him in a glance from top to bottom and quirked an eyebrow up, "What has happened to you?" 

 

"Where the hell were you?" He asked impatiently and pulled her inside, slamming the door shut behind them. 

 

"Uh oh, I actually went to…."

 

"Don't even answer me." He hissed through his clenched teeth and slammed his lips over hers in such urgency that she staggered back with the force. He pinned her to the nearest wall, overlooking her surprised look and involved her in an earth shattering kiss. Anahita was riveted through it but responded passionately. 

 

Their tongues fought like warriors, engaging in a war they both wanted to lose and win at the same time. Their chest rose and fell in rapid pace as he pulled back, giving her just so long as a minute to breathe properly before his lips found hers again. Except, she resisted and pushed her palms on his chest, drawing him away. 

 

She glared at him in annoyance, "What's this about?"

 

"I can kiss you when I want," he purported, shimming closer and she rolled her eyes, "Not when you decide to punish me in this way. Explain it to me." 

 

"I put my lips over you, then drew you closer and then my tongue…."

 

"Not the kiss, you idiot, explain why did you kiss me like that with such force." She demanded, ignoring his cheeky attempt to flirt. He towered her height and bore his despondent gaze into her confused one, "Why did you leave me?" 

 

"When did I….oh, wait, is it about last night? God! Seriously, Yuvraaj? I went to meet Mukund to end things left between him and me, also to told him to chuck himself out of our lives." 

 

Relief coursed in his veins as he heard her, "Really? You told him to fuck off?" 

 

"No, I asked him to come and create misunderstanding between us, idiot!" She chided, slapping his arm away and sauntering inside the bedroom. Yuvraaj fisted the air in happiness and immediately scooped her up in his arms, making her squeal. 

 

"Yuvraaj, what's wrong with you?" She watched him incredibly and allowed him to carry her inside. He ferried her on the bed, hovering her with his body. "What did you tell him?" 

 

"I told him that you'll chafe him into pieces if he dared to intrude in our life again and I really don't want to see you in lockup." She grinned, shifting blindly to the centre of the bed. "What did you think? I left you for good?"

 

"I will cuff you with me so you'll get no choice to leave me as and when. You'll only love me." He groaned in her ear, biting her earlobe and she hummed, closing her eyes. "I think I am fine with that." 

 

She planted her soft lips over hers, hungrily bussing like her life depended on that sole kiss. Yuvraaj moved his hand to her back, employing them to unzip her jumper and pulled it down her shoulder, shifting to land his lips there, giving every inch full of his dedication. 

 

He moved back to her mouth, tugging the shoulders of the dress and gave a pull, ripping the latch tear. Anahita gasped, groping for the zipper and found it broken, hanging aimlessly in the back of the dress. She grudgingly held onto his hair and weaved him closer while his earnest hands were busy shimmying the dress out. 

 

Too soon to her comfort, Anahita was pressed beneath him, right only in her inners. Yuvraaj was devotedly kissing her jaw, throat and the base of her neck with his hands engaged in locking her legs around his bare waist. She threw her head back as Yuvraaj skimmed his teeth along with the valley between her mounds to her flat stomach while grinding himself against her. 

 

She arched her back up, twisted her arms behind her back to unfasten the hook of her brazier and hurriedly tossed it aside, making his work easier while Yuvraaj was solely focused on her navel, flossing kisses on her entire belly like he had hidden a treasure in there. 

 

She cupped his face and pulled him up to her eye level to kiss him and plant his paw over her bosoms. 

 

"I love you, Anahita." 

 

She stilled as she heard his confession, murmured between the kiss. Her lips ceased to move against his and her palm rested over his just above her left tit where she was going to make him pleasure her. It seemed surreal to her. It sounded almost…faint.  

 

Yuvraaj sensed it and clapped his eyes upon her, disassociating himself partly from her. Anahita's kindled eyes dwelled in his and he clutched her hand, softly kissed her palm. She became certain in that moment that she had heard him right. 

 

"You what?" Her lips finally assuaged her query.

 

"You heard me." Yuvraaj smiled, propping on his elbow beside her, "I love you."

 

"You….me….love….how?" She inwardly screamed at her inability to strings the words together in a coherent sentence. She was that caught up in the passion. 

 

"Well, I love you just like fish loves water." He explained, shoving her hair aside from her eyes and kissed her eyelashes, "I love you because I can't live without you. I feel empty, meaningless without you." 

 

"How can you love me so much, I haven't done anything to…."

 

"To make me fall for you?" Yuvraaj finished for her and she nodded vigorously, making him chuckle slightly, "How can you make me fall in love with you again Anahita when I've never grew out of it?" 

 

His sincere words got her gaping, wide eyed and she skipped a beat. Was he telling her that he loved even when he was an ass to her? Even when he pissed her off? 

 

"Breathe. Anahita." He kissed her cheek and flopped on his back, unmindfully leaving her hanging once again. She pulled herself up from the mattress and peered at his calm face, "What are you trying to say?" 

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