Ang laga de re,
mohe ang laga de re
Mai to teri joganiya,
tu jog laga de re
Rog laga de re,
prem ka rog laga de re
Ujli kori preet piya
sat rang laga de re

Chapter 8: Hot 'n spicy

He was holding her bare thigh and caressing her inner part. She was moaning at his touch. Then he put 2 fingers inside, and keep doing it in the same pace.

"More... ah.. keep... doin it" she said

He didn't obeyed, he took her One piece off and stared at her body, he got aroused by the mere thought of what they were about to do.

"What are you thinking about?" She asked taking off her black bra

He took his shirt off slowly and held her breasts tenderly. And kept pressing them. He suddenly remembered that he didn't had contraception.

"Heck I don't have---"

"I do" she searched the drawers, his hand still there.

He took of his pant and put it on his member. He kissed her roughly before entering her, she cried his name. And scratched his bare back.

And with each thrust she felt at ease slowly. They made love for less duration but they stayed like that till the morning.

She woke up next day but found the bed empty beside her. She wore his shirt and went outside and saw him sitting on the sofa with hands on his head.

She opened two buttons of the shirt that she wearing and went sit on his lap and held his head

"Baby what happened?" She asked

"Good morning, you .. you don't regret na what we did. Did I made it difficult between us?"

She laughed and kissed him, he fell on the sofa with her on the top. They did it again, he was worried because...

He didn't get the dream last night, he was worried that meeting Bhavani was a miracle? Or not? Why didn't something like his dream happened in real and it was very unusual when he didn't got the dream at all.

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Vidhi went to Spring Tourism, she had filled the form last night itself, she stick a passport size photo on it and did the signature on it.

"Hope you know Hindi and English both because here you'll have to deal with foreigners as well as Indians who might have came for vacations. If your behaviour, code of conduct is found in default you will no longer have this job" said the instructor Mr. Prabhas

Vidhi nodded and stared at his chest hidden under his tight shirt, she observed he had a gym waali body. She didn't even had stayed here for 10 minutes and she already had a crush now.

Prabhas looked at her and found her staring at him, he winked.

"Take a photograph it'll last longer" he said after putting a stamp on the paper

"No actually.. I was.. umm looking at" she stuttered

"Looking at..." He came closer

"Your watch, Rolex? Nice must be costly right" she face palmed herself

She couldn't even have a decent conversation with a cute guy.

"Umm yeah, I bought at 40 thousand from my salary in a MNC"

"Oh.. then why here?"

"I like this place.. gets to meet interesting people like you plus this Tourism Agency is the top most agency and it also helps in attracting more people to our country" he said

" yeah, you don't seem Rajasthani though."

"I'm from Vishakapatnam, Hyderabad. I was born and brought up here. Never visited my hometown"

"Oh wow, not wow I mean when will you go then"

"Don't know exactly"

"Okay I think I should take a leave from tomorrow I'll be here at sharp 8 in the morning"

He waved her, she was excited for the new job, she will to different attractions. And top shelve thing was that.... She will be able to meet Prabhas daily for half a month.

She went home and found Mansi and Dhruv cutting vegetables, she joined them too. And found that tonight there was going to be a big pooja at night. Mansi was again excited about it because next day of Pooja there was a Mela (fair) organised.

Dhruv never did any pooja and never attended any religious things. So it was going to be only Vidhi and Mansi together.

Mansi got ready, she was instructed to serve Prasad to all those who came for Pooja (prayer) and she was about to take a turn when suddenly a hand draped over her mouth, she was being dragged to a corner.

"Who are you? Please don't hurt me... please for god sake"

"Hey beautiful, my baby. I'm here, I'm not here to hurt you just to give you this and tell you how gorgeous you have become now. Can't... can't keep my eyes off you"

She blushed after stranger's appreciation, and took the letter. There was a song written.

"Khoobsurat hai tu itna
Saha nahi jaata
Kaise ham khud ko rokle
Raha nahi jata...

And then he started to sing her that song, asked for her hand and before she could oppose he took it and swirled her around while singing.

"Pyaar dharti par fareeshto se
Kiya nahi jaata
Khoobsurat hai tu itna
Raha nahi jata...

He came to an abrupt stop, and took her hand and gave her another letter, she was about to open it but he signaled her not to.

"Who are you? Let me see.." she came closer

"Hey Ram, stay there don't near me.. i..i" he said

"You..? What"

"I've been holding very hardly till now wouldn't be able to hold it more"

"Hold what more?" She asked perplexed

"The urge to kiss you"

With that he closed the gap between them and kissed her. He withdrew the second he kissed her and mumbled a 'sorry' but... seeing her this close wasn't helping his case. He kissed her again this time with all the bottled up urge freed.

Mansi tasted it, yes she knew it was him. She noticed when he said Ram, she knew it's him that is why she responded to the kiss. His hands were trembling and were in mid-air unable to touch her. She took both of his hands and kept on her waist and smiled in the kiss and he too.

"You shouldn't kiss a stranger" he said standing fairly away from her to avoid any other consequences

"You aren't stranger Nigam"

"What? Nigam? No way... you can't know me" he was shocked

He gave her his last look and vanished in the darkness leaving a awestruck Mansi there.

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