2 years later:-
Erica's P.O.V.
Someone once said, "Time is the best healer." So true. 2 years passed. Ashish moved on. We came to India a few days ago. He looks soooo happy. I am glad to have that old version of him back.
I sat beside him and we looked at each other. Who knew 50 would be so handsome? And cute? And charming? I saw grey streaks in his hair. But his face was wrinkle free as ever. He had gained some weight.
His cheeks were plump. His eyes got the usual shine. I felt a sudden urge to kiss him. Those red lips pulled me towards them. Ashish caught staring at his lips. He slowly closed the distance between us.
I felt shivers. His lips were about touch mine. I looked in other direction. His lips brushed against my ear. Slowly he whispered, "What are you looking at?"
Uff!!!! The seductive tone. I wanted to grab his collar and kiss him like there's no tomorrow. But somehow, I controlled myself.
I looked at him sternly. He laughed. I pushed him angrily. He fell on the couch, still laughing. That nutcase.
"Chup kar Ashu. Ab tu maar khayega!!" I sat beside him. "I love flirting with girls who like me." He said between fits of laughter.
"Asshole." I said. He stopped laughing and looked at me. Okay. No he was turning me on. "Gaali kyu?!" He said.
"You flirted with the wrong girl." I said.
"You said you liked me." He pressed his lips.
"I said I love you." I whispered.
He cupped my face. I hugged him and burried my face in his neck. The warmth I wanted life long. Aditi was sooo lucky. He planted a small kiss on my head.
"You mean the world to me Eri." I heard him say.
My senses were jittery. Because I knew. I meant the world to him. But he still saw me as a friend. Nothing more. It can never be more.
"What if you do this prank on someone and she kisses you?" I asked.
"I would kiss her back." He said as a matter-of-factly.
Mr. Tharki Chanchlani. Seriously kuch baatein kabhi nahi badalti.
I grabbed his collar. I knew he had seen this coming. I just know. Don't ask how or why. I sucked on his lips. He kissed me back. He tried taking charge but I didn't let him. And then.... the devouring game began.
He opened his mouth and I delved deeper. I sucked every inch of his mouth. He tasted really good. I moved my hands over his bare arms and realised he was having goosebumps on his flesh. I intensified our moment a little.
A moan escaped his throat. I smirked. But he wasn't going to give up so easily. He slipped his hand inside my tshirt. He pinched me on my waist. He moved his hands upwards and cupped my chest.
The more I bit his lips, the more his nails dug into my flesh. I squirmed a lot trying to get his hands off me. His touch was soo intoxicating, I got distracted. He gained dominance. He took charge and sucked my mouth.
A few more minutes later, he let me go. I fell back on the couch and he fell on me, both of us breathing heavily. He smirked looking at me.
"Good game." He whispered.
"Until next time." I said.
Next part soon....😅😅
