✨ The right man ✨

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Samantha

I flashed my eyes open and felt an arms locked around me. The warmth on my cheeks made me realise that I have been sleeping on his chest the whole night.

I tilted up my head and saw him sleeping and let's not forget to mention how cute he looked while sleeping. I noticed that his mouth was open while he snored. I chuckled silently not to awaken him as I caressed his jaw. "Mr. Malhotra, you look adorable", I whispered slowly to wake him up.

I tried to move when his arms tightened around me. I blushed hard remembering the sights from last night. "God, was that really me? How did I act so bold and that too in front of him?", I thought to myself.

Embarrassment started taking me over as my cheeks heated up.

I slowly removed his hold and rested his hand above the pillow. I tip-toed after getting up and saw my reflection in the mirror. I roamed my hands around my body remembering the way he does. And I couldn't decipher how his touch has made me feel. It was beyond ecstasy.

And checking myself for some more time in his shirt, I realised his shirt suits me better. "Wait, what's that?", I touched the maroon mark on my neck. "Is that? Oh my God!", I gawked at it.

"How will I hide it? Kapde tak nahi lekar aayi main. Makeup toh bahut door ki baat hai", I realised.

Biting my lips in nervousness, I went inside the washroom to freshen up. After taking a long shower, I wrapped the towel around my body and walked out of the washroom. "Oh my God!", I put my hand on my chest and before I could fall, he caught my hands. "You scared me, Mr. Malhotra", I said sighing heavily.

He chuckled at my reaction and started coming inside the washroom before I could run out, "You want to use the washroom?", I asked as he didn't stop.

A wide smirk was plastered across his face, "I want to use other things as well", he replied back seductively.

"And what's that?", I asked back in a challenging tone.

"This....", before I could comprehend what he really meant by that, he already pushed me inside the washroom and shut the door behind him.

"What are you....", he didn't let me complete my words as he landed straight on my lips. He pushed me to the nearest wall and started kissing me passionately. I took no time in kissing him back which he took advantage of and started playing with my tongue.

Almost taking the breath out of my lungs, he broke the kiss, "God, I never knew morning could be this good", he said playfully, taking me into his arms.

"Acha ji....", I acted dramatically.

"See what you have done. How will I hide it now?", I said showing him the marks on my neck.

He chuckled back, "Why to hide it, Mrs. Malhotra?", he said rubbing his lips over my neck while I shivered back in return.

"Let me go now", I said but he didn't budge a little.

"Shower leni thi mujhe", he said in a hoarse voice.

"Haa toh lo naa mera toh ho gaya", I replied back.

He chuckled again, "Abhi kaha?", and he pushed me below the shower and took no time in unwrapping the towel around me. I gasped at his actions while he kept doing what he is capable of. Everything.

He turned on the shower and the water droplets started flowing over our body. I was standing in front of him all naked and that was enough for me to die in shyness.

"Abhimaan.....", I moaned when he started kissing my neck. I fisted his hair tightly as he roamed his hands around my body. "Ummmmm.....", he groaned when I felt his member on my lower abdomen. He immediately threw off his pants which was the only piece of cloth in his body.

"Samantha, you are making me crazy", he said huskily when I closed my eyes with the feeling of ecstasy taking me all over.

I blushed at his remarks when I started getting more bold, "That's what you pay in return, Mr. Malhotra", I replied back while kissing him again. Then, I broke the kiss, locking my eyes to his and it signals the same feelings of desire. I roamed my hands around his chest and bent down on my knees not breaking the eye contact between us.

In no time, he knew what I was about to do. I took his member on my hand and licked the tip of it softly. He fisted my hair in his hands not letting it fall on face. I looked up to him with lustful eyes, "Taking a shower means cleaning yourself up, Mr. Malhotra", I said before licking the tip of his member again.

He groaned in pleasure, "Samantha...."

"Hmmmm.....", I moaned while his erection was enough to take him all in.

"Show me what you are capable of, Samantha", he said in a challenging tone, gripping the hair a little more tighter in his fist.

His words were enough to make me more bold when I heard him ordering me in a softer voice, "Take it all in, Samantha."

I rubbed his member hard and started motioning it before I took it in my mouth. I started settling with its size and let it slide down my throat. He clutched onto my hair tightly as I kept increasing my pace.

"Ummmmm", I groaned when I felt his size in my mouth. The flaming desire inside me let me continue to explore him more as I kept increasing my pace.

"Samantha.... you have no idea what you are doing to me", he said in his hoarse voice while I continued my business. Soon my mouth made the sound of it being filled with his big cock and he finally pulled out cuming. His sweet bitter juice flew down between my boobs and I licked what was dripping over my mouth.

He made me stand on my foot and lifted up my chin to face him. He wiped off his juice from my mouth as he started kissing me wildly. I engulfed myself more in kissing him until we were in lack of oxygen. Even the water droplets from the shower couldn't wash away our burning desire. We finally broke the kiss and our wet bodies generated fire within the soul.

We were breathing heavily, then he cleaned both of us. We took the shower together by adding on a few more kisses before he wrapped me in a fresh towel and also did the same around his torso.

"I never imagined you to be this bold, Mrs. Malhotra", he teased me.

"Next time think before you challenge me, Mr. Malhotra", I smirked back.

"Fayda toh mera hi hai", he teased me again earning a hit from me on his chest.

He kissed my forehead while we were in each other's embrace for some more time before coming out of the washroom.

After getting out from my second shower, I was hugging him from behind while he took out few pair of clothes from his closet. "I forgot to bring a single pair of dresses with me", I complained back.

He took out his white shirt from his closet and turned me around. Then he made me wear it and it touched my mid thigh. While he got dressed up in a grey sweatshirt with a sweatpant on it. "This is better", he said closing the button of my (his) shirt.

He wrapped his arms around me while I kept my hand on his chest, "Samantha....", he looked at me intensely.

"Hmmm....", I ran my finger on his neck.

"I'm sorry for everything", he said out of nowhere, his voice became slow.

I kept my head on his chest, "It's not your fault, Abhimaan. May be I scared you with my expectations. After all we both are on the same page", I said.

"Still, my actions and words didn't match and it is not right in any way. We can't be manipulative towards each other, Samantha", he said with honesty.

"We don't have the right to play with anyone's feelings", he added.

I smiled softly at his words, it just felt good to hear all of these from him, "It's alright. Maybe it was meant to be. To take us to this day", I blushed in return.

He tucked the lock of my hair behind my ear, "What have you done, Samantha? What have you done to me?", he whined back burying his face in the crook of my neck.

I laughed at his reaction, "Mr. Malhotra, you are a cutie", I said.

"Don't call me that", he warned me.

"Cutie...."

"Samantha...."

"Cutie...pie...."

"Mrs. Malhotra...."

I broke the hug, "Such a cutie, Mr. Malhotra", I pulled his cheeks before running out of the room.

"Samantha ki bachhi....", he groaned before running behind me.

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Abhimaan

We had our breakfast and now Samantha is making pancakes for us. And let me tell you, she looked extremely cute in my shirt, her hair turned into a messy bun while the flour spread all over face.

I had a video conference which I attended and now I'm finally sitting at the kitchen counter, helping (admiring) her.

"Can you stop looking at me, Mr. Malhotra?", she said.

"No....", I replied back simply.

"Don't you have the whole business to look over?", she snapped back.

"I'm looking at what's mine", I winked at her.

Her cheeks turned into crimson red while I teased her more, "Let's play something", she said.

"You mean you want to take your third shower, Samantha?", I teased her again when she passed me a serious glare.

"Acha nahi. I was just kidding. Tell me, what do you want to play."

"I don't know anything about you. Let's ask a few questions to each other", she said excitedly before putting the tray of pancakes inside the oven to bake.

"You start", I said while she stood in between my legs wrapping her arms around my neck.

I pulled her closer to me, "Ummm....what's your favourite colour?", she asked.

"Black"

"Mine too. I love the lavender colour also", she added. "Now, your turn."

"What's your favourite thing to eat?", I asked back.

"Umm.... I love food. Everything", she chuckled.

"I love pancakes, Dad and I used to make this together so yeah, pancakes for sure. Also, I love chhole bhature....", she added.

"Okay, mine is aaloo paratha. And that too of Maa's hands....", I said before the realisation hit both of us. I looked everywhere but not her when she cupped my face with her soft hands.

"Abhimaan, it's okay to remember her. I know it hurts but it's okay. Maa humesha tumhare sath hai. Tumhari yaadon mea, tumhari achaiyon mea, woh humesha tumhare sath hai. She must be proud of you. You are so strong", she said genuinely and my eyes softened at her words.

Nobody has ever said that to me.

My hold on her tightened, "Kya maine unhe proud feel karwaya hoga kabhi? Woh mujhse naraz toh nahi hongi naa?", I asked back like a child.

"Bilkul nahi. Woh bahut khush hongi tumhe ek acha insaan bante hue dekh kar", she added.

"Now it's my turn", she said excitedly.

I never knew I would share this part of my life with her. Or anyone.

"What's your favourite thing to do?", she asked back.

"I have always loved playing football. I used to play it in my school and college days. I was also the captain of our college team. Since I joined business, I never got the time", I replied back.

"Acha...."

"Same question for you"

"Umm.... I love baking cakes. In fact I love cooking. Dad used to love cooking too so it connects me more to his memories", she said.

"You miss him, right?", I asked suddenly.

Her love for her Dad is so visible in her eyes.

"A lot. He must be happier to see me like this. Even he wanted...."

"Kaha kho gayi?", I asked back pulling her out of her thoughts. She just zone out sometimes.

"I mean he must be happy looking at me being happy", I shifted the lock of her hair behind her ear.

"Who is your favourite person?", she asked. Dad. Because he made me marry you.

"It's definitely not Ruhaan", I joked making her chuckle at my answer.

"Yours?"

"Mumma....", she said innocently and I very well knew who she was talking about. My Dad's wife.

My expression started turning cold, "Abhimaan, she is not what you think of her. You know what, she was there with me these past weeks. She was always there for me. Even yesterday, she encouraged me to come to you and confront you", she explained while I just looked at her with a blank expression.

Samantha is way too innocent to understand her.

Anyways.

"Abhimaan...."

"Ji...."

She slide her fingers over my hair, "Kabhi kabhi hum jo sochte hai woh sach nahi hota. Humare andar ek devil hai you know the devil jo humare heartbreaks se bana hai. And it never allows us to see someone from unfiltered eyes. Aur hum jitna stuck hote hai apne past mea, ye devil utna powerful ho jata hai", she said softly.

"And it kills the heart inside us. A heart which is capable of loving others. And the day you, me or anyone who will overcome this, the devil stops right there", she said before hugging me while I listened to her patiently.

"Don't let your scars kill the man inside you. Unhe ek mauka toh do, Abhimaan", she said in a pleading tone when the oven started buzzing.

I don't know, Samantha. Maybe the woman inside you is already awakening the right man inside me.

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