She felt his hand move forward on her body under her breast.She arched her head back extending to his chest.,as her hand held his .He nuzzled his face into the crook of her her neck ,moving the hair aside."Itna kaise so sakti hai tu...ek call bhi nahi...", his other hand made way to her core ."Sidharth..."she moaned ,as his fingers worked her down there.; while his hand kept fondling the moulds at her chest and his mouth and tongue worked the side of her neck ,nibbling."Answer ....baby", he said as he piched her bud ,taking the fiesh near her neck into his mouth. She felt like speaking ,but words failed her,as she felt his fingers entering her core
She could feel him ,aroused.Throes of pleasure build up.in her as she removed his hand, turning to him, kissing him.
"You must be a demon...", she said he entered her ,looking into her eyes.
"The devil itself..."he answerd taking her bud in his mouth, biting it slightly, while she pulled on his hair.
"You are wild...",he responded to that, looking into her, kissing her.
"I missed you...",she said as he made love to her, under the shower ,holding her by the wall.
Sometimes life is simple, just simple enough to follow your instincts.Who knew what tomorrow had in store, but toady was beautiful and precious .Today was simple and easy ,today had no complications, today was just pleasant. And Just pleasent was enough ,it was.more than enough.
"I won award for my paper ,see",she walked to him ,showing him the certificates and a trophy.
"At the conference?",he asked smiling as he added sugar to tea.It was their ritual ,Sidharth making her tea.Infact their story had been written, while bonding over tea.It was unusual of Sidharth to do that, he had never done that or anything that would be considered pampering the other person, but with Shehnaaz he did.Maybe it was the age difference that made him do so ,or maybe the fact that she was too lazy to bother asking him for a tea,or maybe he did it because the first time he had done it for her ,had lead to something as beautiful and surreal and magical as them. He wasn't superstitious ,but it was the just the kind where you wear the same clothes to all papers because the first exam wearing them went well.
"Yes at the conference, see this trophy is for my evaluation paper on the dialysis in renal patients,and this one is for the case presentation ,this one for attending the conference. ", she smiled ear to ear.He loved her like this,the Shehnaaz, who was a child in front of him.He knew she was strong and tough ,but that child like bliss she had, had him captivated.
He smiled passing an airy kiss to her.She smiled back ,repeating the Action.He poured her the tea,as she sat on the counter.,looking at him ,just smiling blankly ,this man was a character from her fictions ,he could not ne real. "Was it even possible to fall more strongly in love every passing second when all logics suggested the opposite.
Sidharth saw her smiling foolishly at him ,his heart felt so much in love, so real he felt he could touch it.He raised an eyebrow,asking her the reason.She smiled even wider,before opening her arms ,welcoming him into a hug. He obliged.She took his face in her hands,as her legs caged him ,she kissed his forehead and then again, moving to eyes cheeks and all over,nit stopping until he stopped her.
"Itna pyaar..."
"Ha ....aur bhi dher saara...."she said opening her arms wide ,showing him the infinity she could show.
"Kis khushi me..."
"Kyuki ....i have fallen in love with you...you are my own Darcy and Michael.Aapko pata hai my friends used to say meko na hi Darcy milega na hi Micheal ,but meko aap mil gye....mere Micy...love struck feminist like Darcy and protective irritating ass like like Michael."
