A Not So Bollywood Meet Cute by Miya Malai

A Not So Bollywood Meet Cute by Miya Malai

Author:Miya Malai [Malai, Miya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-02-13T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 9

The thirst may now become water, every drop may now become a rose . . . and if you make me drink from your hands, then even river water will become wine

—Aitraaz

Katrina

Evan is tentative as his hand runs up and down my arm. As if he’s scared of hurting me. He’s holding himself back. But I persist, kissing him tenderly, our lips moving together, his soft against mine.

I put a hand over his heart, and I brush his cheek with my other hand, feeling his rough beard against my fingers. My breasts press against his chest, his hands are on my waist. I feel like I’m telling him my dirtiest secrets. It’s the closest I’ve felt to anyone in a long time, probably ever.

He kisses me until my lips are swollen, his hand moving across my belly, up the side of my breast. I don’t know how long we’ve been doing this, but I suddenly remember the entire Shah tribe is upstairs, and sooner or later they’re going to notice we’re missing.

I reluctantly move my head back to stop the kiss.

“We can’t do this here,” I whisper, looking into his stormy eyes.

He looks so hot right now, his blue eyes almost black with desire. His muscular frame still pressed against my small soft one. His light gray suit fits him like a glove, and I notice how his muscles flex when I run my hands over his biceps. Shit shit shit. He’s too hot for his own good, and his black shirt and tie are so sexy over his defined pecs and flat stomach.

I want to grab his tie and bring him closer, but instead I look up at him.

“They’re going to notice we’re gone.” I’m a little out of breath from the best kiss I’d ever had. I’m running a hand through my hair nervously.

He loosens his hold on me but doesn’t let go. His jaw unclenches like he’s just realized how it must look.

“Yeah, you’re right.” He rubs his beard. His brown slicked-back hair is doing crazy things to me, and I feel a tingle between my legs.

“I think we should keep this thing between us exclusively physical,” I blurt out. What the fuck is wrong with me today? I keep saying what’s on my mind. Like the whole WCG confession. Ugh. Me and my big mouth.

But I’ve been thinking about it. This weird attraction between us. I can’t describe it, because I’ve never felt anything like this before. And I think it’s just lust and desire. I’m pretty sure if we sleep it out of our systems, it won’t be so intense between us anymore. I know, I know, it sounds so crass. But this is new to me, I’ve never had a casual fling before. The thought of it scares the shit out of me, but I have to live my life eventually. And if a casual fling is what makes me feel good about myself, then so be it. I’ve lived my life pleasing others for so long, I finally want to do something for myself.



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