Chapter 23 | Desire to feel him close

Bas mere dil ko ek baar teri ijazat mil jaye

Tere pyaar ki raah mein, mere qadam mil jaye

Ek baar tere labon se, mere naam ki sadaye

Tere ishq mein hi, meri zindagi sanjaye.

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As I stepped into my sanctuary, I locked the door behind me, enveloping myself in solitude. The day's weight dissolved with each deep breath. My gaze drifted to the shower, its promise of warmth and relaxation irresistible.

I shed my clothes, letting them pool on the floor like discarded worries. The cool tile beneath my feet was a gentle shock, but the water's warmth soon enveloped me, a soothing balm for my frazzled nerves.

Closing my eyes, I let the droplets dance across my skin, tracing paths of pleasure. The scent of lavender wafted from the soap, calming my mind. I breathed in deeply, feeling tension seeping from my muscles.

Memories of Mr. Randhawa's touch began to resurface, like whispers in the darkness. His fingers tracing my contours, sending shivers coursing through me. His lips grazed my neck, leaving a trail of fire that still lingered.

I recalled the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled, the way his hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck. Every detail etched itself into my mind, refusing to be forgotten.

The water's warmth seemed to seep into my very bones, conjuring sensations I'd thought were lost. His breath whispered against my skin, sending tremors through my being. My pulse quickened, and my breath caught in my throat.

Time dissolved as I stood there, suspended in the past, reliving moments we shared. The shower became a sensory haze, with memories of Mr. Randhawa's caresses mingle with the water's gentle touch.

Memories of his touch flooded my mind, each recollection more vivid than the last. His fingers tracing my skin, sending shivers down my spine. His lips grazed my neck, leaving a trail of fire that still lingered.

As I stood under the shower, the warmth seeped into my skin, but it was his touch I craved. My mind conjured the sensation of his fingers on my body, and my heart quickened. A knot formed in my abdomen, a dull ache that grew with each passing moment.

I felt a surge of desire, my body yearning for his caress. My hands seemed to move of their own accord, drifting down my curves, tracing the paths his fingers once took. The touch was tentative at first, but soon became more insistent.

My fingers danced across my skin, rekindling memories of his touch. The sensation was almost overwhelming, as if his hands were on me, exploring, teasing. My breath hitched, and my pulse raced.

The water cascaded down, a soothing melody that belied the turmoil within. My senses heightened, every nerve alive with anticipation. I felt the softness of my own skin, the curve of my hips, the swell of my breasts.

My touch became more intimate, more exploratory. I felt the flutter of my own heartbeat, the rush of blood through my veins. The ache within me grew, a hunger that demanded satisfaction.

I slowly move my fingers on my boobs. Why do they suddenly feel so heavy.

"Ohh hmmm---" A soft moan escapes from my lips when my fingers slightly brush on my nibbles.

I circled the hardened nipple, teasing myself with gentle touches. The sensation was electric, sending sparks through my nerves.

"Ahhh.."

My finger danced around the sensitive peak, nibbling and teasing, drawing out the pleasure. A surge of delight shot through me, leaving me breathless.

I Cup on my whole boobs on my palm, give them a gentle massage. And my fingers are busy flickering and brushing on my nipples.

"Ummmm!!" I gasped out with pleasure.

The water cascaded down, warming my skin, but it was my own touch that set my soul ablaze. I felt alive, my senses heightened, as I explored my own body.

"Each touch ignited a new flame, melting my worries away. My breath hitched, and my pulse quickened, as I surrendered to the bliss.

My one finger is busy with my hardden nipples. But the sudden aches are rose in between my legs. The urge to touch my hard core rise. I slowly so slowly guarded my fingers towards my core, I touched my clit with my middle finger. The action sends shivers through my lower abdomen. I let my fingers go deeper towards my dripping pussy.

Why so wet today hnn.

Then suddenly his intoxicating figure and smoking face flush towards my eyes.

How would his finger feel inside me. Those long thick rough fingers would definitely make me feel drunk fuzzy dizzy breathless what not.

I inserted my middle finger inside my drenched cores then slowly started moving them in and out. My fingers are too thin. I need more. I added my other finger and started moving them back and forth. My legs tremble with the woozy sensation.

"Uhhhhhh h__-" I clutch my boobs harder due to pleasure.

I need more, It's not what I want. I need something harder to release, maybe I need him or his finger at that place.

I imagine his large rough finger plugging inside me. I move myself faster against them. His wide thumb moving circular over my clit and his huge palm grabbing my whole pussy and pressing them deeper and deeper, jiggles my core harder.

"Ohhh my fucking god" I felt myself drowning in pleasure, but somewhere I need more it's not near and time.

The pace of his finger increases, so does the movement of my hip against it. I hold my trembling body and rest them in the wall pressing more and more against my chest.

The finger remains inside me with my insane speed. I increase my speed and my thumb is circling on my clit I clinched my thighs together and crossed my legs to feel my fingers deeper. It feels so good and so erotic.

"Uh hmm mmm __"

Still I can't reach my high, it feels like only he can give me my release only he can make me sore on the throne of pleasure.

I sat on my bathroom slab and spread my legs wider to reach out perfectly. I once again touch my clit with my fingers. I'm still dripping. I started massaging my lower lips with my fingers and my right hand reached a sharp cone shaped shower gel bottle. I pressed the nozzle and positioned it over my pubis and clit.

"Ahhhhhh..." That hit exactly the hard on my core. Giving me immense pleasure.

I started moving the head of the bottle in circular motion over my pubis. That hard head of bottle and my fingers hitting the exact bundle of pressure over my clit make me feel fumbling. While I keep plugging my three fingers inside my pussy.

I took another palm over my breast and started brushing them together the slope water makes it easy to rub my hardden nipples together. They feel so heavy and sensitive. Slightly touching sent my body on fire.

I again bring my fingers on my core and hard bottle of gel.

"Oh my Gosh, ahhhhh just there."

I sit up straight and scratch apart my legs and bring my knees closer to my chest and increase the pressure over my clit and pussy.

I imagine him again Aahan Singh Randhawa. His body his face, his adom apple moving, his flexing biceps the way he cleared his throat his clenching of jaw and there am I , near to release.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh_------

I shudder with tremors, feeling like a whole bundle of pressure release from my body and relief over me. I feel dizzy with my sudden release of immense pleasure.

I'm soaring high too high

My heart is beating with an abnormal pace.

After some time my breathing becomes normal. And I turned around my side to clear the fog over the mirror and take a look over myself.

Messed up!

Totally messed up!

My face flushed, cheeks red, wet hair all over my face, eyes half open. After the effect of orgasm is clearly visible on my face.

I compose myself and correct my face. Then suddenly reality hit me like a truck.

Oh my fucking god!

Fuck it.

Shit shit I can't.

No way! Then my unconscious mind mocks me

oh yes way!

"Ugh, what was I thinking?! I slapped my own forehead, mortified. 'Girl, get a grip! You're fantasizing about Mr. Randhawa like he's a Bollywood heartthrob!' Of course he is more than some Bollywood!! And again my subconscious mind pokes her nose.

"My cheeks burned with embarrassment as I stepped out of the shower. I couldn't believe I'd let my mind wander to such a ridiculous thing 'You're now totally insane!' I scolded myself.

Yet, the flutter in my chest persisted. I felt like a schoolgirl with a crush, giggling over a poster of my favorite celebrity. 'Stop it, brain!' I commanded, trying to shake off the silly feelings.

"But the image of Mr. Randhawa's chiseled features lingered, making me blush. 'Okay, fine. Maybe just one more fantasy... Nothing serious.. chalta Hain.." I conceded.

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As I sat on my bed, replaying today's events, my mind kept drifting to Jaana. Her reactions to my touch still lingered in my memory - the way she leaned into my kiss on her neck, her subtle shivers, her eyes fluttering closed.

Her body language spoke volumes: she didn't pull away, didn't deny my gentle caresses. I grinned, feeling elated. She was attracted to me, and that knowledge coursed through my veins like adrenaline.

Jaana was the only one who made me smile, who brought light into my life. And then, I recalled the incident where she saved me from that car. My saviour, my angel.

Just as I was lost in thought, my phone buzzed. Vihaan's name flashed on the screen. I answered,

>Hey, what's up?'

Thoughts about your Jaana, perhaps?' Vihaan probed, his tone knowing.

>I chuckled, caught off guard. 'Maybe.'

I smiled, unable to deny it. 'Maybe I am.'"

Vihaan's voice snapped me back to reality. More than okay, thanks to my guardian angel." My tone dripped with amusement.

I reassured him, "No need to worry, I'm fine. Just a minor setback."

>"'Minor setback'?" Vihaan's skepticism was palpable.

Not an accident, Vihaan. A planned move. But they underestimated Aahan Singh Randhawa." My sarcasm was laced with confidence.

>They think they can harm me?" I sneered, incredulous. "Please. They need to up their game. I'm not some candy they can easily grab."

I grinned, impressed. "Wow, Vihaan, you know me too well."

Careless? No, Vihaan. Calculated. I've been aware of this stalker for two weeks now. I told Mark to investigate, but these bastards are clever. They left no trail."

My eyes narrowed, my mind replaying the events.

>I knew if I went alone, they'd make their move. And they did. But they underestimated Aahan Singh Randhawa.

>I knew they'd make their move," I mummed my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Two weeks of being stalked, and I've been waiting for them to slip up."

Vihaan's concern was palpable.

>Aahan, how can you be so calm? They almost killed you!"

I chuckled, a calculated glint in my eye. >Almost. But they didn't count on my preparation. I've been tracking them, studying their moves. Mark's been investigating, but these bastards are clever."

My tone turned menacing.

>Do they think they can harm me? I'll show them what it means to mess with Aahan Singh Randhawa."

Vihaan's silence betrayed his unease. I continued, my voice low and deliberate.

>That driver? He's already singing his swan song. And soon, I'll uncover the mastermind behind this." My confidence was unwavering. "I know their game, Vihaan. And I'll play it better."

The silence that followed was oppressive, weighted with unspoken threats.

As I hung up, Vihaan's silence still lingered. I grinned, anticipating his concerns. My mind whirled, replaying the events, searching for clues.

"Who are you?" I muttered, eyes narrowing. "Who dares to challenge Aahan Singh Randhawa?"

A sarcastic chuckle escaped my lips. "No one born on this earth can capture me." Confidence oozed from my pores.

My gaze drifted to Jaana's picture on the wall, her captivating smile illuminating the room. My heart swelled with pride.

"My Jaana," I whispered, reverence in my tone. "My guardian angel."

I settled into bed, Jaana's image etched in my mind. Sleep claimed me, but my subconscious remained vigilant, plotting my next move.

The last thought echoed in my mind: "They'll soon learn the true meaning of Aahan Singh Randhawa."

Then sleep consumed me.

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I jolted awake, my heart racing, haunted by the familiar nightmare. Sweat-drenched sheets clung to my skin. I glanced at the wall, seeking solace in Jaana's serene smile. Her picture calmed my ragged breaths.

4 AM. Sleep evaded me again. The dreams, the memories, they still lingered. Pills, doctors - I refused to surrender. Only Jaana's embrace brought peace.

I tossed aside the covers and headed to the gym. Two hours of intense workout cleared my mind. Showered and refreshed, I made breakfast - toast, eggs, and juice. Simple, yet satisfying.

7:30 AM. Paperwork beckoned, but my heart craved something else. Why not visit Jaana at the hospital? Her presence would soothe my frazzled nerves.

Now, at 10 AM, I knew she'd be there, tending to her patients. I dressed quickly, grabbed my keys, and slid into my car. The engine purred as I drove to the hospital.

Excitement coursed through my veins. Seeing Jaana, even briefly, would revitalize me. I couldn't wait to bask in her radiant smile, to feel her gentle touch.

As I parked, anticipation built. I took a deep breath, composing myself. Time to see my Jaana.

As I stepped out of my car, my heart skipped a beat, anticipating coursing through my veins like liquid fire. Jaana's favorite roses trembled in my hand, a token of my ardor. I craved the sparkle in her eyes, the gentle curve of her smile.

A stranger's laughter echoed outside her cabin, his eyes roving over Jaana's silhouette like a predator. My vision blurred, rage unleashing its fury. Roses slipped from my grasp, petals scattering like shattered dreams.

My thoughts seethed, a cauldron of possessiveness and fury. Who was this interloper, daring to trespass on my territory? Control teetered on the edge, my anger boiling over.

Eyes darkening, my aura turned glacial. The devil within me stirred, its presence menacing.

"Who is he?" I growled, low and lethal.

I took a deliberate step forward, my movements calculated, menacing. The air thickened, heavy with tension.

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