Ruhani ~ The Language Of Love

82 ~ Aahil Made it Rough for Ruhani

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Aahil POV

"What do you want me to do?"

I asked and she looked into my eyes and muttered in a slow voice.

"Forget what happened, please. I cannot see you hurting yourself. First, it was not your mistake and if you think it was then, accept that mistakes happen and you will try your best not to repeat them again. Simple,"

I nodded and I knew no matter how much I try to cover up the emotions that always pile up in my heart seeing her, she could see them. She knew me more than me, more than someone ever could understand.

"Got it, Ruhani,"

He smiled widely hearing and pushed herself a little up to reach up to my ears. She nibbled my earlobe and muttered in a slow and teasing voice.

"And, I want my old Aashiq back who was daring to make love to me out in the garden, in the middle of forests and more than that,"

I chuckled lightly and asked in a slow voice.

"But, I do not want you to get pregnant,"

He licked my ear and said in a teasing tone.

"You are a big boy, I hope you know how to prevent pregnancy,"

Well, she was aware now that she could get pregnant. The lady physicist talked to her after what happened to tell her about her diet and all.

I sucked on my lips and cupped her neck to make her look at me.

"How would my Meharbaan like to be loved now?"

She bit on her lips and asked in a husky voice.

"Now?"

I blinked and said.

"Now,"

Her cheeks turned insanely red hearing me and she gulped saying after a few moments of calculative silence.

"Intense, rough and mad one. That will make both of us forget everything that happened,"

I traced her lower lip and asked.

"How much rough?"

She blinked with my touch and looked into my eyes.

"Very much,"

I smiled and I moved my hand travelling down to my waist. I kept looking into her eyes while undoing the band of her long skirt which she was wearing with the half blouse that was ending below her bosom. The traditional clothing of Hind.

I untied it and she reminded me.

"You forgot how to untie the knots yesternight,"

I chuckled a little and pecked her lips softly.

"Yes, I forget complex things after getting drunk. But, now I can tie and untie very easily,"

I commented and she blushed timidly.

After loosening her skirt I sat straight near her legs and placed my hands on either of her waists to slip it down to her ankle.

She gulped nervously when I pushed my fingers inside the hem of her skirt. Slowly, I pulled it low to her ankle revealing her naked legs.

Her knees were high and her thighs were together. My eyes shamelessly raked over her thighs and slender legs. 

My fingers touched her feet and she pulled them slowly, rolling her toes.