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It was at 2 a.m. Their bodies were twirled together, making them one. He had always thought about how it would be like to make love to her and had hundreds of ideas, but when the heat of her body touched his, it made him forget everything except that moment.

His throat was dry with all the panting and his hands were shaking. Moving closer, he rested his hands between her breasts. His manhood felt invigorated like never before; it felt great, it felt amazing, it felt as if two fiery rivers were meeting to merge with the calm sea. Their bodies got hotter; there was not even space for air between them, but they still felt a need to come closer. He heard her exhale in comfort and tightened his grip on her smooth and spotless back. It took him just a movement of his hand to unhook her clothes and set her breasts free.

She arched her mouth towards his and his lips brushed her neck. Her breast pressed into his chest with the raging pleasure. He ran his hands around her hips and his touch gave her enormous pleasure. He implanted a sensuous kiss at the most sensitive point on her neck. It was unreal as the world around them kept fading out. She started breathing heavily and surrendered herself to Shivaay. She locked her legs behind his back as he moved upward and brushed his lips against hers. No other girl had made him feel like that – so ignited and wanted. She became his prisoner and he made himself a jailor. A ruthless jailor.

With a swift movement of his other hand, he got rid of the last bit of clothing on him and she knew they couldn’t wait any longer. The need to unite was too strong. They moved, they rubbed against each other, and they travelled to a realm yet unexplored. It was painful for her, and Shivaay was in the mood for mercy. He felt the rhythmical pounding of her vagina over his manhood as if the prisoner wished to remain imprisoned.

She was pleading with him to stop, but the more she pleaded, the more painful he made it for her. Despite her resistance, he could see the satisfaction in her eyes. Both of them were sweating and the gradual strokes were giving her pleasure. The way she was biting her own lips, he knew both of them would climax soon, and at almost the same time.

‘Oh god yes, yes.… I am cumming.’ She exhaled and Shivaay felt himself being flooded. He started feeling uneasy and the dream of sleeping with a beautiful girl he doesn’t know in real life ended with the light flooding his room. It took him a while to realize that it was only a dream, and some more time to come out of that mind frame.

That Sunday morning, Shivaay began the process of making himself believe that he had a day off to himself after working till late last night. When the bell rang and he didn’t open the gate out of lousiness, it felt more like a Sunday for himself.

He never thought he could have a dream like this. And dreaming about your new supervisor producer it felt wrong and right at the same time. But it made him embarrassed, how could he think like that or dream something but it surprised him though, he didn't felt guilty or ashamed about his dream. It's just made him awkward after all he has to work with her.

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Annika was in a sour mood since morning. The first reason is her asshole boss, who very well knows how to get on someone's nerves. After their fight in the office, he was completely grumpy and moody. He was shouting on everyone and tried to grab her attention though he failed.
And the second reason is her best friend Malika, she couldn't talk to her since yesterday and this thing made her more grumpy.

Mallika has always been her companion no matter what comes and goes. She never thought she could meet someone like her. She wonders sometimes why couldn't she be like her, why couldn't she lives like her. She always saw Malika happy-go-lucky- girl. And it makes her happier, though she wants to live like her that doesn't mean she will envy her. Mallika's happy face always makes her day. She can bear any pain but she can't take any single scratch on her Mali and vice versa. Sometimes Mallika's parents tease both of them having an affair. Thinking about the incident where her parents asked both of them having a relationship, it makes her laugh and embarrassed at the same time. Of course, after that, it was only for fun, but still, it's awkward for anyone.

Her chain of thought break by her phone's message tune which took her attention.

"You own me now." what, It was her first reaction after reading the text from her sorry scratch that her show' handsome writer.

" what? I didn't get you."

"If you are forgetting then, let me remind you, you had paid to the rickshaw. Last morning, I hope you remember that?" Oh, in this way he meant and what you were thinking anni. Malli is right I'm such a screwed person, stupid girl.

"Professionally, yes." She replied. There wasn’t any wink this time.

"That’s what I meant."He texted back and there wasn’t any reply this time. He waited and lost hope of getting a reply again.

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After replying him she thought about exaggerating their conversation but she thought maybe it can make him awkward and she never wanted their conversation to be awkward or anything. She liked the way he was Frank about this industry. She never found of this industry but she never had any choice. When she came in this world she never thought it can be this cruel and dark. Sometimes it makes her horrified. But it's now her life. She can't back off from this, and she had embraced this life gladly. Though sometimes she hates it home is home. And work always had been her home.

They both wanted to talk to each other but how? This is the only thing they didn't know. Let's see how their story goes in future.

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