I am so sorry for taking this long but I had zero time and also was going through some intensive writer's block.

Contains a bit of mature content.

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It was a stormy morning in the hill station of Mussoorie. Dark clouds had settled over the mountains, making the view from the JW Marriott Resort absolutely splendid. Standing in the balcony of their room with a cup of tea, Surbhi inhaled the fresh air that was a rarity in a metropolitan city like Mumbai. It was their last day here in Mussoorie—their flight was in the evening—and Surbhi wanted to take in as much of this beautiful place as possible before leaving. The last two days had been amazing. Her two families were getting along extremely well, and they made sure to give Nakuul and Surbhi some much-needed privacy. Just last night, the couple had sat down with them after dinner for a game of Uno, but they had literally been forced by the others to retire to their room.

"Go do some couple stuff, kids," Nakuul's dad had said gruffly. Seeing Surbhi's red face, he had added—"I mean, watch a movie or something!"

Well, they had watched a movie alright, and had done a lot more. Surbhi finished the last sip of tea and walked back into their room. Nakuul was still sleeping. Last night's fatigue along with the lazy weather had delayed the athlete's usual wake-up time. Covered by nothing but the sheets, and a hand draped over his eyes, he looked delectable. As his shirt brushed against Surbhi's sensitive skin, she shivered. It was time to have some fun.

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Nakuul was having a wonderful dream. His senses were incredibly heightened by a lovely mouth that was working profusely to pleasure him. In the haziness of the dream, he reached down to run his fingers through silky wild curls. Oh, that felt too real. His mouth curled up into a smile and the very next second gave out a groan. The slurping noise and the tight grip he felt down there felt too real to be a dream. As he recovered from the muddled haze of a good night's sleep, Nakuul opened his eyes to come across the top of his girlfriend's head as she worked away on pleasuring him.

"Surbhi," he moaned, his head pressing back against the pillow. "Oh, that feels so good." What a way to wake up, he thought. It was when he was on the verge of unmanning that Surbhi stopped, making him groan—this time in frustration.

"Good morning," Surbhi grinned as she sat back on her knees, wiping her lips with the back of her palm. Her hair was a wild mess and she was wearing nothing but his shirt. Nakuul narrowed his eyes at her.

"Are you planning to finish what you started?" He asked desperately. He was painfully hard.

"Why? How does it feel now, mister?" She asked, still grinning, before leaning down to kiss him on the mouth. Nakuul moaned. This was her way of taking revenge, seeing how he had tortured her for hours last night before letting her reach her climax. As Surbhi got up to make him some coffee, Nakuul looked down at his still rock-hard self. It seemed like his girlfriend had made up her mind and only a cold shower would help him now.

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"I can't believe this weekend getaway is almost over," Prachi complained as they all sat in the garden of their hotel after lunch. "We should really do this more often."

"We really should," Her mother agreed. "And kudos to Surbhi for planning this. We all had such a lovely time, beta."

"I'm glad, aunty," Surbhi placed a kiss on Mrs. Mehta's cheek. "And yes, how about we make a pact? One family vacation, every 6 months at least?"

"Deal," everyone laughed, raising up their wine glasses.

As everyone chatted away, Nakuul sneaked Surbhi away for a walk down the beautiful lanes of Mussoorie. She happily agreed since she wanted to buy a few souvenirs from the little shops anyway.

"This one or this?" Surbhi asked as they stood in front of an arts and craft shop. She was confused between two little paintings of the mountains.

"Both are beautiful, darling," Nakuul shrugged. "Take both."

Surbhi was more than happy to oblige. They continued with their walk. Some people on the streets recognized Nakuul and came over to take selfies. A kid exclaimed his surprise at seeing his idol in the small town of Mussoorie, which overwhelmed Nakuul—cricket had made sure that he would find love in every corner of the country.

"Nakuul," Surbhi started as she wrapped her hands around his arm. "I thought hard about your moving-in suggestion."

"I don't like where this is going," Nakuul frowned. Her tone very clearly gave away her answer.

"I just need more time," Surbhi sighed. "I mean, not more time to reach a decision, but more time with my parents, you know? This vacation especially made me realize how much I love spending time with family. Given my commitments and schedule, I already don't get enough time with them, as it is. Of course, I don't get enough time with you, either, but with you, I have a lifetime to go. But if I move in with you and leave my parents now, it will almost be like an irreversible decision, because I don't think I'd ever move back with them again." Finishing, Surbhi bit her lip, apprehensive of his reaction. To her relief, Nakuul smiled.

"I completely understand, love. As much as I would like to live with you, I also understand how amazing it is to live with your parents, and I would hate to take that away from you before you're ready. Besides, it's still early on in our relationship, so what's the hurry, right? As you said, we have a lifetime to go." With that, he flung his hand around her shoulders and they walked back to the hotel like the happy couple in love that they were, the evening sun disappearing behind them in the mountains.

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I know this is super short but I'm taking kind of a leap after this, so it has to come in the next chapter. Besides, I wanted to post this asap because I'm so glad I finally managed to write something!