Note : I know I am late, but that's because I have no idea what crap chapter I finally wrote. I know it's not what you guys were expecting per se, but it's the maximum I could go to. There is no graphic description, but mentions here and there, so I recommend only 18+ readers to go ahead.
Also I am sorry in advance, because I am absolutely not confident about this chapter or what I have written. But against hope, i am hoping you will enjoy!
And also, Happy friendship day, fam! 💜❤️

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~True intimacy is a state when nothing exists between two people; no space, no inhibitions and no lies.
- Ranata Suzuki~

The early morning sunrays reflected through the huge glass window panes and fell directly on Nandini's face, who was sleeping towards the window. She squirmed and moved, trying to dodge the light but failed, eventually needing to open her eyes. Sitting up, she yawned as she squinted to see the windows curtains wide open and the last night hit her in a splash. Instinctively her head turned to have a look at Manik, who was sleeping soundly beside her, on his stomach. He had made a mesh of his hands over the pillow and was resting his head over it, his long and messy hair falling all over his forehead. She couldn't help but smile dreamily at the deliciousness of the man sleeping inches away from her, bare bodied.

Bending a little, Nandini picked up Manik's discarded shirt from the floor to wear. Tip toeing, she reached the window and closed the curtains and then turned to again have a look at Manik who was still in deep sleep. Unconsciously, her eyes travelled to the mess they had created in the room. The glass bowl of ice cream and the spoons were splattered around, the besheet was lying in a heap on one side and the cover sheets were pooled on the ground in another corner. Biting her lip, her eyes watched the stains of ice cream all over the curtains and that, coupled with the sexy man lying in her bed, uninhibited, only tightened a knot in the pit of her stomach.

Red hue crept all over her cheeks, her ears pink as the memories began to play in front of her. She could not even think they could ever do all that, they had done the last night. It was something more then just love making, it was tease, passion, emotion and hunger all served in one. Her mind went back to the restaurant last night, when Manik had thrilled her with his one sentence.

"What? I thought it would be better if you had your dessert while I had mine!", Manik's voice made her snap at him, and she found his miscevious eyes looking right back at her. Finding her so still, Manik leaned in to whisper in her ears.

"You know I am a private man, I like to eat what is mine in privacy, but if you want otherwise, just let me know", he whispered in her ears, rubbing his nose slightly over her cheek and before she could even react to his sentence, she sucked in a deep breath at his lips kissing right at her nape.

Her eyes went wide at the touch, and she tilted her neck to glare at her dear husband who was having the time of his life at her cost, watching her shivering and fumbling at his public display of affection. But what Manik always forgot was Nandini never left a game unfinished, she would never loose without a try. So he was more than shocked when she abruptly turned, gripped his collors, pulled him in and kissed him on his lips, in front of everyone present in the restaurant, including the waitor standing in front of them with their order, and she kissed him enough to smear his lips and surrounding skin with her lipstick.

I love it when you call me senorita,
I wish I could pretend I didn't need ya!

Simultaneous signs and groans of complain from their surroundings broke their trance, and Nandini did nothing but flip her hair, take the parcel from the stunned waitor and walk to the suite, leaving her lipstick laden, embarrassed husband behind to deal with the people and the billing part.

Sitting in the suite, her heart was beating at record speed because she did what she did in the heat of the moment, right now she had no idea how Manik was going to react. Hearing the door unlock, she turned his back to him and pretended to be engrossed in her tub of Sundae. Manik watched her with a sly smile, before settling beside her, knowing well she had stiffened at that.

"That was a big scene you created", he spoke too soft, and Nandini tilted her head a little to look at him with her big doe eyes, like a child caught for stealing candy.

"I know, I don't know what got over me", she lowered her eyes and he watched her open hair falling in front to cover her face. He smiled to himself, before his eyes darkened, and he held Nandini's wrist and pulled her up, such that now she was standing right in front of him.

But every touch is ooh, la la la
It's true la la la,
Oh! I should be running,
Oh! You keep me coming for ya!

Nandini stared at him, and something in his eyes shifted at her gaze. Smiling warmly, he kissed her forhead, cupping her face, and she enjoyed his touch, her heart fluttering.

"You ran away with the dessert no? Now the only dessert you will have is via me", Manik's voice went low on pitch, running shivers down her spine. She watched him pick up the half melted ice cream and eat a spoonful, but before she could say or protest, she felt the same cold oreo sundae taste in her mouth, because her husband was kissing her with mouthful of ice-cream.

Her hands automatically gripped the lapels of his shirt, pulling him close, while they both explored everything thy could, their tongue fighting for dominance, and none ready to give in. When they broke the kiss, Nandini was expecting him to dive right into her neck like he always did, but he just smirked. Pulling her close, she felt his hand at his back, pulling down the chain of her dress and it came loose at her shoulders. Nandini closed her eyes, breathing heavily, standing so close to Manik but instead of the warm touch of his lips, she felt a cold liquid pooling in the hollow of her neck.

She jerked open her eyes and found her husband using the spoon to collect the molten ice-cream in her neck, and before she could even manage to speak, Manik was sucking her neck like a hungry child, his hand simultaneously working on dragging the dress down her shoulders, very expertly and softly, and his tongue and his lips followed the path of his hands, all the way down to her fingers until she felt him intertwine his with hers.

Land in Miami,
The air was hot from summer rain,
Sweat drippin' off me,
Before I even knew her name la la la.
It felt like ooh la la la!

"Maanik!", she moaned at the loss of the touch of his lips and Manik chuckled. That, made her angry. Nandini Malhotra never knew to play submissive anyway, so before Manik could comprehend, his buttons were all apart and his shirt was out of her way. Smiling the wickedest smile she had, she rested her feet over hers, and Manik immediately held her waist, to support her.

Yeah, no!

" Why should men have all the fun?", Nandini's voice was huskier, and her hands roaming all over his bare chest, eliciting groans from her husband, as he enjoyed being explored by her. She pushed him towards the bed, such that he fell on it, and the fact that her dress was pooled around her waist, ready to fall of any minute, she was a visual treat to Manik's eyes. His eyes were locked with hers, and everytime she blinked, he could count it. He was so immersed in the twinkling stars in her eyes that he couldn't even see what she was upto, and it was when he felt the cool liquid all over his chest, that his trance broke. She was already leaning in, running her hands all over him, and her lips followed her hands too.

Sapphire moonlight,
We danced for hours in the sand!
Tequilla sunrise,
Her body fit right in my hands la la la!

"I am fast learner", she winked at him, and he raised his eyebrows at her, twisting his lips in a funny way. Nandini laughed out loud, for she knew what that meant. War!

It felt like ooh la la la!

She immediately climbed away from him, laughing while he chased her all over the suite, giggling hard. Everyone who would see them find it weird. A man bare chest, a girl only in her brasier and her dress pooled around her waist, both their bodies smered in ice-cream and yet they were playing around like kids. Nandini reached near the curtains, and stopped to take a second to breath, and Manik utilised it fully, jumping on her, wrapping her in the silk curtain. Nandini let out a yelp, as his fingers finally found their target and started tickling her. Nandini threw her head side to side, laughing, moving, jumping all together and it was no surprise that amidst all that, both of them got wrapped in the curtain, and yet didn't stop playing with each other.

I love it when you call me senorita,
I Wish I could pretend I didn't need ya!

It was when her dress finally fell down, that she became conscious and with the change in her expressions, Manik too. Nandini raised her eyes to look at him and found him already staring at her, and she didn't know what it was, if it was his face or his eyes, or the way he smiled at her, but she found herself untangling the curtains only to go near him, and unashamedly, her hands begin to work on the button of his jeans.

Manik took the cue and pulled her up, her legs wrapping around his waist, and the friction between his and her parts only made them both sigh. Nandini did not know when Manik walked into the shower but when he turned it on, the cold water only made her lean more into him.

But every touch is ooh la la la,
It's true la la la,
Oh I should be running,
Oh you keep me coming for ya!

Every time his broad hands traced her hands, down her shoulders, gently massaging to wipe away the ice cream, she felt a certain heat begining to accumulate in her lower abdomen. She had no recollection of when he unhooked her bra, but his fingers twisting the hardened peak of her mounds made her throw her head back in pleasure. She did return the favour, massgaing the body wash thoroughly to wipe away the ice-cream from his body too, but nothing was getting registered in their brains. They were lost, in their need, and passion and the cold water. Manik pushed her into the shower wall, his lips gently landing on her forehead, and she sighed in bliss for one second because in the next, she was shouting his name. His fingers running through her folds were now inside her, the ring in his ring finger grazing lightly at her entrance, enhancing her pleasure.

Back in the hotel,
There are just somethings that never change!

Everything else after was a blur. Her moans were in sync with his groans. Him moving inside her as she grazed his back with her nails, him kissing her and fondling her assets simultaneously took her to a world she didn't want to return from, and the time went on in a super fast speed until she felt herself come for him, with him. Their breaths were irregular anyway, but Manik felt his breaths struck in his throat when he felt a certain soft touch, running up and down on him, pleasuring him just like he did. They did not exchange one word, but it felt like an entire universe of conversation.

You say we are just friends,
But friends don't know the way you taste la la la!

Maybe which was why, when they both came out, wrapped in bathrobes, tired and exhilrated together, watching the condition of the room made them laugh harder. Since no one wanted to do anything other than sleep, Manik pulled the entire messed up bedsheet and it landed on the floor, along with the bowl and the spoons and the sheets.

Forwarding her hand to Nandini, he helped her into the bed, lying down on the bare mattress beside her after bringing the fresh covers from the almirah. They both ged rid of their bathrobes, and snuggled into each other, the stain sheets above them protecting them from everything else.

Cause you know it's been a long time coming
Don't you let me fall

Ooh, when your lips undress me
Hooked on your tongue
Ooh love, your kiss is deadly
Don't stop

I love it when you call me señorita
I wish I could pretend I didn't need you!

"You do know you aren't helping, standing there in my shirt, when even the buttons aren't done", Manik's morning voice brought Nandini out of her dream world into the real world, and she smiled at him, while walking up to the bed.

"Maybe I don't want to help", she lay down, beside him, and ran her fingers in his hairs.

"Little Manik is ready for little Nandini, are you?", Manik smirked, all his sleep long gone, and Nandini laughed at his words.

"All yours to find out", she winked before she was pulled by her husband, and the couple spent the better part of the morning making it up to the spacious bed they had neglected last night!

Sometimes, just being around each other is enough bliss.