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24. Day 3: More 5 Days

The writer of this story is me, Bushra, and as everyone knows, if this story is mine, then twists and suspense are my soul sisters. 😏✌🏻

Another thing guys,
Many of you feel as if my writing has changed but i would say that i my vocabulary has enhanced and thus am using new words in the story. This makes you rich in English language as well.

But i would try my best to mix my old (according to you'll) and new style of writing and write the chapters!

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"I sometimes wished my nights to be longer and days to be shorter, but with you, everything seems to hold on."

Chapter 24:- Day 3- Club

She stirred in her sleep and stretched her numb limps. She patted the other side of what feels like.. bed? She narrowed her eyes at the stuff, she was sleeping on. It's a freak'in bed. But wait last night she slept in the tent out there, how could she-

"Good Morning" there came the voice of his sexy boyfriend who was naked. Stop! Don't run your wild thoughts. I mean he's half naked 😏. You people are beshram just like me 👅. Back to them, he had a grey sweatpants hung on his torso, may i add, hung too low, such that his V-line was demanding attention.

"Not bad, checking out" she came back from her trance and then she realised she was ogling him,, like she saw an extra cheese large pizza. She immediately looked away and he chuckled. "Coffee" he handed her, she forwarded her hand to receive it that he pulled it before she could even grab it. She gave him a confusing look. "Pehle fresh ho jao phir coffee" he winked at her. She blushed and crawled down the sheets. Then she remembered she wanted to ask him something.

Preeta: (turns) Mein yahn-

Karan: (cuts her off) Kal raat ko hawa bahut teez thi, so mein room mein leke aa gaya tumhe.. now go and change and do all that morning stuffs, am waiting..mm?

Preeta: (smiles) mm aur haan tum bhi kuch kapde pehen lo

She said eyeing his naked chest. He smirks while she made her way to the bathroom, blushing.

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"Ha ha" she jumped on his back. He was still wearing his grey sweatpants but now had a black t-shirt on. He looked back at her figure who was literally on his back. He smirked and grabbed his ass from behind, pushed her up and made her sit on his shoulder. Her mouth gaped for the whole 5 seconds as she was shocked that she was literally on his shoulder. Then she realised, she was on his shoulder, on his freak'in shoulder, like her ass cheeks on both his shoulders, her legs hanging on his chest.

"Aaaaaaa" she screeched a minute later after the incident and wrapped around his neck, clutching it and nearing him to the death. "Karan, neeche utaaro mujhe" she chided. "Pehle tum mujhe gala dabakar maarne ki koshish karna chodo" she peeked down and realised her grip on his neck. "Oh sorry" she peeled off her hands from there and caressed the region which was red due to her hold.

"🥺 Yeh toh laal ho gaya" she tilted her head, bent and blew the red spot. "am sorry mujhe pta nahi chala" she leaned and kissed the red spot "ki meine itne zorr se tumhe pakda hua tha- Aaaaaaaa" she screamed on top of her lungs as he pulled her down and her thighs slid down his chest. She lost balance and her face was going to meet the ground, that he held her by her butt. Her legs immediately wrapped around his torso. Their faces were now facing each other.

Her fingers fisted the nape of his hair. Her face was horrified until she realised that she was still breathing. She was alive!! Huraah! She exhaled a relief breath and rubbed her forehead on his shoulder blade. Her hands hugged his body and her legs criss crossed behind his ass. But wait. How did she slip? She was sitting on his shoulder. He was walking and his hands reached her ass and- HE FREAK'IN PULLED HER DOWN.