The Kiss

Lo behold!This author updates this story early this month 🎀💃Some 🌚🌶️ in betweenHappy reading!!

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Hoth jhuke jab hothon par….Saans uljhi ho saanso mein….Do judwa hothon ki baat karo aankhon se…

Shubman checked the clock yet again, adding coriander and shredded coconut to the Poha he was preparing. Finally he was going to spend a day with his girlfriend after months. After the little Chandigarh trip,  he was constantly busy with matches and later the IPL, with none of his matches happening at Mumbai. They had managed to squeeze in a little lunch date the last time he was in the city. On the other hand, Anamika had been busy with her Master's dissertation, while managing her work. With Sandhya getting married in February and one of their exhibitions happening in March, she had been swamped by work. She had pulled way too many all nighters for her own good. Finally May arrived, the IPL season ended too soon for Gujarat Titans, much to their own dismay. But Shubman saw an opportunity for them to spend a day together at his Mumbai home, before he left for the States for the T20 world cup. Now dressed in his black t-shirt and gray sweatpants, he waited for his girlfriend to arrive. The security had called him to inform about her arrival and she would be here any minute. He was pulled out of his thoughts by the doorbell ringing and rushed to open the door.

His girlfriend rushed inside the door and straight in his arms, holding him tightly. "Dear God! I missed you so much," she mumbled in his chest.

"I missed you too, butterfly!" He said tightening his hold on her waist and pulling her further inside the room. He pulled away from the hug and kissed her forehead, "Go freshen up. I made breakfast!"

"I still can't believe you convinced Dada for covering this up!" Anamika said walking out of the washroom. She wore a white floral dress, her hair held up with a claw clip as the month of May came with high temperature. She remembered overhearing their call last night. Ayush had given Shubman some very graphic threats that made Anamika shudder with fear. Until something dawned on her. "Wait!! You promised him a signed bat, didn't you?"

"Yup! Signed by Virat Bhai and Rohit Bhai!" He said sheepishly and placed the plates on the little dining table kept in the room's corner. “And a ball signed by Shami Bhai and Bumrah bhai.”

“I can't believe you two! You practically bribed him!” She said her hands resting on her hips.

"You think he would've helped you to bunk the office and sneak into your boyfriend's house otherwise?" He said, raising his eyebrows and resting his hands on his hips like Anamika.

"Ugh fine! You win." She said, rolling her eyes and moving towards the table, mumbling cuss words to her brother.

“Aww baby! Don't be jealous. What should I get for you, hmm? A signed jersey? Or should I just come to you and let you do your thing? You'd like that, won't you?” He said pushing her towards the edge of the table, her wrist in his hold, and kissed her cheek making her blush furiously.

He moved away slowly, sending her a wink. She moved awkwardly to sit on a chair as he went back to the kitchen. "You made Kande Pohe! And you added potatoes to it!!!" She said finally looking at the plate in front of her.

"And Masala Chai with black pepper. Exactly how the Princess likes it!" He said putting down the tea cups and bowing down. Anamika's blush deepened as her hand went to fidget with her necklace.

“Uhh, don't call me that! Dada keeps calling me that for some reason. He's so annoying!” Her voice evidently showed her exasperation.

"Don't say that, he helped with the breakfast . He's sweet but also scary. He gave me some very graphic threats over the call." Shubman said, visibly shuddering. He took a seat on the chair next to Anamika instead of the one in front of her.

"Oh yeah! I've heard those too." Anamika said giggling. "I'm sorry, he can get a little protective when it comes to me." She held his hand under the table as he passed his fingers through her grooves and resting their joined hands on his thigh. They had their breakfast talking about cricket, Anamika's work, Sandhya's wedding and what not, until Shubman took a sip of his tea and gagged at it.

"Why do you like this? It's blasphemy!" He said, eating a spoonful of Poha to cool his tongue.

"What are you talking about?" She said, taking a sip of her own and gulped it down bitterly. "God! You're supposed to add just two peppercorns!"

"Your brother told me to add 4!" He said eating a spoonful of Poha to calm down the spice.

"To ek bavlat, ani ha ek murkha!" Anamika said, getting up to get something from her bag. "God! my tongue is burning! I need-"

She was cut off by a pair of lips pressing against hers, hard and deep. Making her breathless as Shubman rested his hands on her waist and pulled away. "-chocolate..." She said completing her sentence, her eyes wide and lips parted.

“Hope that helped!”Anamika saw her boyfriend smirking and slapped his chest.

"Pervert!" She said pulling him in again for a long bruising kiss. Her hands tugged at his hair while his fingers traced the zip of her dress. Anamika's breath hitched as his fingers brushed across the exposed area near her neck and he started kissing along her jaw till her ear.

"You're so beautiful, baby!" He whispered, lightly biting her earlobe. "I wish I could keep you close to me all the time..." His hands moved to her, guiding her to the backrest of the couch in the center of the room to sit on it as his lips kissed and sucked her neck. A whimper left her mouth as he found her weak spot, "Let everyone know I have such a precious girlfriend." One of his hands went to the claw clip holding her hair and snapped it open as her hair cascaded down her back. He kissed his way back to her lips, his hand now fisting her hair as their lips met again for a kiss.

Anamika had let her thoughts drift away letting Shubman take a lead in this situation. Her hands came to rest on his rock hard chest, caressing slowly and feeling his heartbeat below her palm. She parted her legs, her knee length dress riding up exposing her bronze thighs. Shubman stepped between them, pulling her as close as humanly possible. She could feel his abs brushing against her core. “Shub..” she breathed out.

Shubman finally pulled away from her lips, resting his forehead against hers. Their breaths mingled as Shubman began to smoothen her hair. He caressed her waist with his other hand, his heartbeat fast and brain swirling. He wanted to tell her he loved her, something he had realized months ago but didn't like the idea of saying it over the phone. He couldn't find a time better than now, when they were both basking in the aftermath of their passion. Taking a deep breath, he gathered all the courage he had, "Anu, I-"

The sound of the doorbell broke their little bubble. He was confused, the only visitor he expected today was Anamika and he had informed about this to the security of the building. He pulled back and saw Anamika looking at him wide eyed, "Wait inside, don't come out until I call you!" He instructed only for Anamika to hold his arm,  "Wipe your face first, it has lipgloss." She said, passing him a couple of tissues from her bag and rushing in.

Anamika rushed inside the bedroom Shubman had pointed at with her bag in her hand. She opened the door to find a clean organised bedroom decorated in shades of white and blue. Settling her bag on the ground near the bed, she started looking around. Her eyes noticed the posters on the wall, a family picture on his bedside table and the knick knacks spread across the room. However, the bookshelf on the opposite wall caught her eye, it only had 4 books, most likely gifted by people. As she moved around, Anamika caught her own reflection in the mirror, she almost couldn't recognise herself. Her hair mused, lips swollen, lipgloss smudged and her eyes blown wide. Her hand went to touch her lips while her mind went back to their moment of passion.

Damn that was hot! She suddenly registered the pool of wetness between her legs. The dark recesses of her mind thinking about what could've happened if they weren't interrupted. Shit! She had to fix her appearance. She wiped her face with the wet tissues in her bag and fixed her hair back into the bun. She wanted to wash her face as well but the bathroom was outside and she couldn't go there without getting caught.

"Anamika, come out!!" She heard Shubman calling her. Giving herself a last look in the mirror, she rushed outside. A smile lingering on her lips and her cheeks coated in pink thinking about their previous rendezvous.

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Hope you guys liked it! Hopefully next update before this month ends.