Episode 13

Shivam was kissing Risha with Passion, when Risha realised what was happening with her, she tried to break free but Shivam on the other hand had deepened the kiss. Shivam wanted to enter his tongue into her mouth to taste every bit of her but she would not open her mouth and let his tongue in.

So, having no choice he bit her lip which made Risha to moan in pain and Shivam took advantage of her moan and entered his tongue. Now his tongue was exploring every corner of her mouth and left with no choice Risha also started reciprocating the kiss.

They kissed for about 15 minutes when Shivam felt that Risha was having trouble while breathing then he stopped. He was trying very hard to control himself so he joined his forehead with her. Risha started taking deep breaths to compose herself.

When Risha thought about what they were doing a moment ago she again started resisting. It started to rain so Shivam held her hand tightly and took her to his car and forced her into the car’s passenger seat despite her resistance.

Then Shivam got in the car himself and the car drove away leaving behind Risha’s car……

In a luxurious bungalow,

The rain hammered against the windows, its rhythm steady and unrelenting. Shivam stood by the glass, his reflection sharp against the storm outside. He was composed, as always, but tonight, his patience had frayed. Six months of silence, of her avoiding him, of her refusing to hear him out. He clenched his jaw. Enough was enough.

Risha sat on the edge of the velvet couch, her short black curls damp from the rain. She wanted to leave that place as soon as possible, as she felt it was suffocating to breathe in the same air as him. But she knew better. Shivam wasn’t the type to let things go. She avoided his gaze, focusing instead on the way her fingers twisted the hem of her dress. She didn’t want to be here. Not with him. Not after what she’d seen.

“You’re still ignoring me,” Shivam said, his voice low but firm. He turned to face her, his tall frame casting a shadow across the room. “Even after all this time.”

Risha’s eyes flicked up, then away. “What’s there to say? You made your choice.”

“I didn’t make any choice,” he snapped, his composure cracking. “I never agreed to that wedding, not now and not in the future.”

Her breath hitched. She hadn’t expected that. But she shook her head, stubborn. “You expect me to believe that now? After all this time?”

“Yes,” he said, stepping closer. His voice softened. “Because it’s the truth. I’ve been trying to tell you for months, but you wouldn’t listen. You wouldn’t even look at me.”

She stood abruptly, her small frame tense. “And what if I don’t believe you? What if I can’t trust you again?”

Shivam’s eyes darkened. He reached for her hand, but she pulled away. “Risha,” he said, his voice rough. “You think I’d fight this hard for someone I didn’t love? You think I’d let you walk away if I didn’t care?”

The room felt smaller suddenly, the air thick with tension. Risha’s chest tightened. She wanted to believe him. But the hurt was still there, raw and unhealed. “You hurt me,” she whispered. “You let me think the worst.”

“I know,” he said, his voice breaking. “And I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you if you let me.”

The rain outside seemed to slow, its rhythm softening. Risha looked at him for the first time in months. She saw the exhaustion in his eyes, the desperation in the way he held himself. And she realized that he was just as broken as she was.

“I don’t know if I can do this,” she admitted, her voice trembling.

“You don’t have to know,” he said, stepping closer again. This time, she didn’t pull away. “Just give me a chance. One chance.”

Her heart ached. She wanted to say no. But the truth was, she’d missed him. Missed the way he made her laugh, the way he looked at her like she was the only person in the room. Missed the way he made her feel alive.

“No” she said, when that moment was replayed in front of her eyes when he was cupping that girl’s (Nia’s) face and after that they fell into the pool. Then she said broken “I am not trusting you again…… it's my heart Shivam not your toy which you can break in pieces and then join them together whenever you want to play with.”

“No, Risha why are you saying all this. There is nothing like that, I love you and no one else…. Please trust me Shona……. Please.” Shivam said cupping her face.”

Risha’s eyes were glistening with tears when she was looking at Shivam. Now Shivam had no choice but to love her so much that she gets herself free from her insecurities……. Therefore, he started kissing her and this time not able to hold herself she also started kissing him back……

Then he picked her up and took her to the bedroom without breaking the kiss. When he reached the bedroom, he lay her gently on the bed and looked at her with desire. She was wearing a white floral dress which came only till her knees. The dress was sticking to her body due to being wet and enhanced her figure. She lay there silently trying to process her thoughts about trusting him or not while looking at his well-built torso which was quite visible under his wet white shirt with her eyes still brimming with tears.

Then he unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on the ground and leaned over to kiss her again. This time the kiss was more sensual than being passionate as he wanted her to feel his love. Risha felt his charm and completely surrendered to him.

They kissed for about half-an-hour and during the kiss all their clothes flew and landed on the ground only remaining in their panties and boxers. Shivam was running his hands along the sides of her body, gently squeezing and her body responded pleasurably to his touch.

Risha wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He enveloped her body with his without putting too much weight, feeling the warmth of her body beneath his.

Shivam’s hands automatically descended to her buttocks, squeezing the soft area. He explored every inch of her thin, fragrant neck skin, leaving light bites and hickies. He left her mouth for a few seconds, and explored the stiff nipples of her pulpy breasts.

Shivam ran the tip of his tongue, and sucked, as if sucking on a lollipop. Risha writhed on the bed, gripping the sheets tightly. Then he got off her, brought her closer to the edge of the bed, and positioned himself between her legs.

He took off her panties with his teeth, and then knelt down, parted her shapely legs further, and engulfed her pink flower, running his tongue on the sensitive part, moving up and down. His eyes were fixed on hers, and he became even crazier when Risha moaned and nibbled her lower lip. Shivam traced her body with wet kisses, until he reached her mouth, where he nibbled on her lips carefully.

Risha was ready for him. so, he took out his boxers and positioned himself at her entrance, and she didn't say anything, just looked at him with those brimming eyes. Because finally she was with the man whom she loved with all her might. She craved for his love for six months and now finally she was getting it.

"Can I?" he asked with a lot of passion, and she nodded in agreement, not very sure.

Slowly Shivam entered her tight flower, and saw her throw her head back. He felt her nails digging into his back. Then he began to feel a burning sensation, but it was pleasurable. Then Risha relaxed, and he plunged deeper, feeling her inner wall tighten around his man.

Risha wrapped her arms around his neck, and he moved deeper, entering and exiting faster. She moaned pleasurably, making him more harder.

"Now you're mine, Shona and I love you with all my heart and soul." Shivam whispered as he took her lips again. Risha scratched him with her nails, marking his body as if announcing that this man belongs to her.

Shivam moved faster. He penetrated her deeper, biting her lips. He felt her intimacy tighten around his man, and he know she came, but he didn't stop for a second. Furthermore, he kept thrusting, while planting wet kisses all over her face.

He went down and took her left breast in his mouth and started sucking it, rolling his tongue over it. Risha moaned wildly with pleasure taking over her again.

Once again he made her reach the limit, and he also released inside her, he was no longer holding himself back from c*ming.

Risha and Shivam fell on the bed, side by side, staring at the ceiling, as their breaths normalized, so that they could take a shower and get some sleep.

Risha was having difficulty walking, so he took her arm and carried her to the shower. They showered together. And Shivam wrapped a red silk bathrobe around her and he also wrapped his lower body with a black towel. He carried her back to the bedroom and kept her on the bed with gentleness and lie down beside her. Then he kissed her forehead and then they both slept while hugging each other.

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