Her hands held onto his shoulders tightly and he cupped her face gently, as he leaned over her and kissed her on the lips. He closed his eyes and allowed his lips to take over.
This was a feeling like none other - kissing her was never something he wanted to rush, like he used to with other girls. With her, he wanted to spend time exploring each and every part of her, he wanted to understand how her lips moved with his, how her body trembled by his mere touch. If he had the opportunity to just kiss her forever, he would not let go of it.
They kissed until they were out of breath, their lips moving in sync. He pulled back and she opened her eyes, smiling at him.
"Thank you," she told him softly, stroking his cheek.
She sat up straight and leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder, as his hands circled her back.
"Go to sleep now," he murmured before kissing the top of her head.
"No," she argued. "I want to have sex."
Randhir's mouth nearly dropped open. She was such a tease - he knew he couldn't cross his limits with her, and here she was offering herself to him so easily.
"If you go to sleep, maybe you'll get to," Randhir told her softly.
She frowned and said, "You mean... like in my dreams?"
"Mhm," he replied.
"I've dreamed of it so many times," she said with a pout. "You're here in front of me. I want to have it, what's the problem? Do you not want it?"
He wanted it more than anything else, but he didn't know how to tell her that and then say no to her. Randhir rubbed her arm slowly as he tried to think of what to say.
"Not today," he responded. "Go to sleep."
"Why?" she whined. "Am I not pretty enough? Do you think I'm ugly?"
Then tears formed in her eyes as her voice started to tremble.
"Do you hate me?" she asked, her voice shaking.
Randhir gently pulled her body off him and held up her chin so he could look her straight in the eye.
"Sanyukta, I can't hate you even if I tried to," he told her.
Oh... he knew how true that was. The amount of effort he had put into hating Sanyukta had got him nowhere.
"Then it's because I'm ugly?" she asked him, sniffling.
"No you're beautiful," Randhir responded to her and kissed the top of her nose.
"Then why won't you have sex with me?" she whined, tears streaming down her face. "Do you have a girlfriend? Oh! Don't tell me, you're married!"
"What?" Randhir blurted out, his eyes wide. "No! I am not married nor do I have a girlfriend."
She grabbed his collar and pulled him towards her, her lips dangerously close to his.
"Then have sex with me!" she demanded.
"Sanyukta... do you know how you sound right now?" he asked her, raising his eyebrow.
"What?" she asked, frowning, her eyebrows furrowing. "Do i sound desperate? So I'm desperate to you now?"
Randhir chuckled.
"Actually I was going to say you sound cute," he told her softly.
She looked at him, as if she was caught by surprise.
"Cute?" she repeated with disbelief.
"Yes," he told her, "Cute."
"How cute?" she asked, pouting.
"So cute that I can't even tell you how much... there isn't a scale to measure this kind of cuteness," he said to her, meaning it from the bottom of his heart.
"So... that means I'm so cute that you'll have sex with me?" she asked him, sliding her hands up his cheeks.
"Yes," he said to her with a smile. "I will. But not right now."
"Okay fine. You left me with no other option Randhir Singh Shekhawat!" she said loudly, and then she pushed him down on the bed and climbed on top of him.
"Whoa," Randhir said breathlessly, surprised.
She started to unbutton his shirt with difficulty, and Randhir's hands wrapped around hers.
"Stop it," he told her.
"No!" she said, frowning. "I want to have sex with you, so I will have sex with you!"
"Why do you want to have sex with me so badly?" he asked her, grabbing her wrists and pulling her down on top of him.
Her face was a few inches away from his and her hair fell down over his face. He let go of one of her hands and tucked her hair behind her ear causing her to shiver.
"I just... feel... turned on," she mumbled. "And you're so hot."
"Hmm," Randhir responded to her, "So it's because I'm so hot and you're turned on?"
She bit down on her lip and looked down shyly.
"I mean... there's another reason," she told him, blushing.
"Yes ma'am?" he asked her.
"Uh... umm... ever since we had sex that night, I wanted it again but never was able to," she told him. "Because... well there's another reason."
He looked at her, as she licked her lips, trying to find words.
"I... I..." she mumbled. "I... really... like you."
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