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He swallowed... softly placing his palm on her hand against his heart.

"Main pagal hun... duniya ki sabse badi bewakoof hun... please mujhe maaf kardo... sorry. " She snuffled in a heavy voice.

He loosened her grip... turning to face her.

The brown eyes that always shone when he was close, were filled with tears... her lower lip quivered as she tried to say something...

He placed a finger on her lip, "Hamare rishte mein sorry ki nahi bas thodi samajh aur bohot saare pyar ki jagah hai."

The hug was a solace for both of them.

He placed a soft kiss on her forehead a few minutes later, "Ab kal college mein milenge."

Naina instantly wrapped her arms around his neck, "Apni wife ko pehla kiss nahi doge, Mr Maheshwari?"

His soft expression changed in a moment.... eyes catching the parted lips, plump and inviting...

Without wasting another second, his mouth captured hers... not able to keep the urgency away as he deepened the kiss.

She moulded against him to give all the access he wanted, clutching his hair as her other hand trailed under his collar.

Reluctantly, he lifted his mouth, panting for breath... which was difficult to get back to normal as he saw her swollen, wet lips, half closed eyes, dishevelled hair, long column of throat as she arched her head...

His lips sought the soft skin of her neck, placing small kisses all over... hands pressing the small of her back more into himself.

She held onto his shoulders for support, his kisses burning her skin.

Her stomach coiled with tightness and pain, sending her heart into a tizzy.

Sameer lifted his head to see her... the eyes fully closed now, she had her upper lip tightly pressed under the teeth. He kissed over her closed eyes. Naina opened them slowly, seeing her face reflected in his dark ones.

"I Love You, Sameer."

He let out a long exhale, lips curving into a smile, "Yeh kiske liye kaha... apne boyfriend ke liye ya husband ke liye?"

"Tumhare liye... tum hi toh ho sab kuch." She placed one hand on his cheek, planting soft kisses on the corner of his mouth.

His fingers dug into her back.

Naina saw the eyes turning into dark pools... slowly, she brushed her lips against his, stopping for a moment before going back to nip the lower one. A deep sound escaped his lips. Pressing her hands against his head to bring it closer, she tasted the upper one, painfully slow.

He groaned.

His hands gripped her waist, lifting her off the ground.

"Kya kar rahi ho, Naina?" The stars in his eyes matched his raspy voice.

Taking advantage of the height she had suddenly been given, she cupped his face and placed her lips on his, kissing with the same passion that he had shown a few minutes back.

He staggered back, feeling the door against him. Holding her tightly, he opened his mouth to give her access that she demanded... as she deepened the kiss, he felt the fire inside him reaching up to his fingertips. Everything went blurry... not able to take it anymore, he put her down, fisting her hair to tilt her head and took control of the kiss.

It was something Naina had never experienced before. The kiss had the intensity to burn her completely... and it did, making her clutch her belly to stop the ache and fluttering.

"Kya hua? Tum theek ho na?" He saw the pained expression.

Getting no answer from her, he moved his hand slowly to her waist, letting it slide to her belly, under the kurta through the side slit.

A loud gasp escaped her lips as his large palm rested on her flat stomach, pressing lightly. It gave her goosebumps... along with some relief to the wild fluttering.

He rubbed the velvety skin with his thumb, moving his hand till the thumb found her belly button. It circled around a few times, then  pressed into the groove.

Naina arched her back with the sensation it caused... she could see flashes of light other than the lightening outside.

Her movement made his eyes wander to the places he had never dared to reach. Armed with the confidence of his new position in her life, he wondered if he could venture that far.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

They both jerked, eyes darting in the direction of the sound.

"Naina, main jaata hun, tum do minute ke baad kholna." He whispered.

Naina shook her head vehemently, not ready to let him leave when it was raining heavily outside. She remembered the last time he had fallen sick. Also, it was dangerous to go down the pipe... it would be very slippery.

She held his arm, moving along with him to the balcony door
stealthily.

"Tum yahan ruko... jo bhi hoga main andar nahi aane dungi... tum bas zyada bahar ki taraf mat hona... yahan thoda sa paani aata hai par tum bheegoge nahi." She made him stand right next to the door frame, under the extended shed of the window.

Shutting the balcony door, she went to check the person behind repeated knocks.

"Naina, aaj tum neeche khana khane nahi aayi, aur abhi tak light bhi on hai... tabiyat toh theek hai na? Koi problem toh nahi hai?" The caretaker peered into the room over her shoulder.

"Problem kya hogi, koi problem nahi hai... main aaj bahar se kha ke aayi thi isliye khaane nahi aayi... aur light on hai kyonki padh rahi thi... exam aane wale hai toh padhna padega hi." Naina said with a fake smile, trying to sound convincing.

"Par tum toh dopaher ko hi aa gayi thi... tabhi kha ke aayi hogi... fir raat ko bhook kyon nahi thi?" The caretaker fit into the role of a nosey and suspicious warden.

"Main apni dadi ke yahan gayi thi... unhone bohot saara khana khilaya bhi aur saath mein de bhi diya... toh fir yahan ke liye jagah kaise bachti." The smile got wider.

"Achha, par light off kardo. Padhna hai toh lamp jala lo. Aise raat bhar bulb on rahega toh bill badh jayega." She directed.

Naina strongly dipped her head sideways, wishing her 'good night' as she turned to walk away.

Once the caretaker was out of sight, she quickly bolted the door, switching off the light. Running towards the balcony, she opened the door and pulled Sameer in. His shirt was damp under her hand. She moved her hand over his chest to realise that he had indeed got a little wet.

Switching on the lamp, she made him sit on the bed.

"Tumhe kaha tha na udhar mat hona... ab shirt geeli hi gayi." She was worried.

He sneezed.

Naina quickly touched his hair... her fingers came out wet.

"Sameer tum... fir se bimar hona hai kya? Abhi exams aane wale hain aur tum... kaise bheeg gaye itna?" She chided him in concern.

"Maine kuch nahi kiya... baarish poori balcony ki taraf aa rahi thi... isliye bheeg gaya." He looked at her innocently.

"Ab kya karenge?" Naina placed one hand on her waist, other one pressing her forehead in tension.

He sneezed again.

She glanced at him... and ran to get her towel.

As he sat on the bed, Sameer's head was coming upto her shoulders. She started to rub his hair. Sameer closed his eyes, enjoying the feel. As she moved to wipe his neck, the dampness of the shirt stood out to her again.

"Tum... tum yeh geela shirt utaar do." Her voice was low.

He looked up, stunned.

"Shirt... yahan?" He couldn't camouflage the surprise in his voice.

She nodded, "Tumhe sardi hi jayegi, Sameer. Abhi tumhari sehat sabse zaroori hai... thodi der pankhe ke neeche rakh dungi fir press kar dungi toh tum jaate waqt pehen lena."

He did not need to be told twice.

Naina could not look at him directly as he handed the shirt to her. Placing the chair right under the fan, she put the shirt to dry.

The moment she straightened, her breath hitched. She could feel him right behind her. She stood rooted, her throat feeling dry.

Sameer placed his hands on her shoulders, turning her to face him. Naina closed her eyes.

"Ab tum aankhen kyon band kar rahi ho... ab toh hamari shaadi ho gayi, Naina." His hands slipped to her waist.

She gulped.

"Kholo aankhen." His voice was barely audible.

She opened her eyes slowly, gazing at his face. He clutched her waist tighter, pulling her towards himself. Naina crashed against his bare chest. She stiffened, trying to step back.

He held her wrists, making her hold him. Naina managed to shake off his hand and turned swiftly. He caught her wrist again, pulling her hard this time. She couldn't help placing her hands on his chest for support. The moment she felt his skin under her hands, all the nerves in her body came alive. A wild throbbing in every part of her body deafened her ears.

He leaned closer, feeling her fingers curl on his chest. Before she could move or remove her hands, his lips came over hers. The slow kiss was no less a torture than the urgent ones. She started to feel the ache in her belly get unbearable as his lips moved.

Naina did not realise when her hands moved to his back, feeling the rippling muscles under her fingers. When it became difficult to stay without air, he broke the kiss... but continued to trail his lips down her neck, feeling the wildly beating nerve at the base.

She could feel his direct warmth through the fabric of her kurta... making her yearn for more. She tightened her hold with a shudder, not wanting to move away.

He felt her shiver, smiling in satisfaction as her hands explored his back. She was here... not trying to run away... not shy...

When she finally moved back, he did not leave her waist, keeping her close. Her eyes stayed on his face for a few moments, then drifted down.

He watched in amusement as she took in her fill of his shirtless body. A wave of pleasure tickled his spine as she placed her hands back on the chest, slipping her fingers on his abdomen.

"Tum exercise kab karte ho?" She asked, the tautness leaving no doubt in her mind that he did.

"Tumhe kaise pata?" He raised a brow.

"Salman jaisi body banayi hui hai." She said with tongue in cheek.

He was startled for a moment, before catching her teasing expression. He decided to join in.

"Salman favourite hai na... Madhuri ka... isliye... kabhi mil gayi toh impress kar sakta hun."