“It’s okay,” he said quickly, dejectedly taking his motorcycle keys from his pocket and getting on his bike. “If you don’t trust me, there’s no point in continuing this. Get back on the bike. I will drop you back at the coffee shop.”
“No, no!” I denied, grabbing his hands before he could start the engine. “I trust you, Manoj. But… I just… I don’t know why. Don’t be mad at me, please.”
Manoj stared right at my eyes for a few seconds after hearing that and then got on the bike, putting it back on its stand.
“Listen, Anju,” he paused for a moment, looking me straight in the eye. “If you really trust me, just come with me without asking any questions. I guarantee you’ll be safe with me here.”
I swallowed hard and nodded, silently following Manoj as he led me to the house. Soon, he unlocked the door with another key he had and gestured for me to step inside the family room, which was simple and clean, with soft sunlight filtering through the curtains. While I looked around the room, the sudden sound of the door slamming behind me made me turn around. I froze as I saw Manoj locking it from the inside. Our eyes met as he turned, and he gave me a wicked smile while slipping the key back into his pocket.
“This is a house rented by some of my close friends,” he explained huskily. “They all went home for the semester holidays, and I brought you here so that we could spend some time alone.”
My breath caught in my throat, and my heart skipped a beat for a second when Manoj came closer to me. In that instant, I realised that things were really going to change for me, and by the time he stood right in front of me, my heart was pounding hard as if it would pierce through my chest anytime. He reached out by brushing my cheek with his fingers before sliding down to tilt my chin up. My heart hammered as he leaned in, and his lips were hovering inches from mine. I felt a rush of heat flood my body as we both stared at each other in eagerness without even blinking our eyes.
“You are very pretty, Anju,” he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. “I have been waiting for this opportunity right from the day we met.”
A deep blush spread across my cheeks as his words sank in, and I instinctively lowered my head in shyness. But he gently lifted my chin and made me meet his gaze. Our eyes were locked, silently speaking the emotions that had been building between us in terms of desire, longing, and something even deeper. Suddenly, he pulled me closer and started kissing gently around my neck from one end to the other, which sent shivers down my spine. The warmth of his body pressing against mine, along with his teasing kisses, was arousing me in such a way that soft moans were escaping from my mouth.
Being a young girl who had been carrying wild sexual fantasies in my head right from my high school days, the thoughts about being with Manoj alone inside an unknown house, far away from my hometown, were making me extremely horny. His kisses were adding fuel to my burning desires, and it didn’t take me too long to surrender myself completely to him. My lack of resistance uplifted his confidence to proceed further, with increasing intensity as he passionately pressed and locked his lips with mine when I opened my mouth for him. Our desire grew as my moans encouraged him, igniting a fiery connection between us as he started kissing me passionately. He started soft, almost tentative in the beginning, but quickly deepened into something more urgent. Our lips were meeting with fiery intensity, and I kept moaning for it, closing my eyes.