Chap 2

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Pari was already in her bed. She pulled the duvet and switched off the light. She was totally exhausted with the long tiring schedule. ..It didn’t take more than 5 minutes for her to slip into slumber.

After some time.………
Something disturbed Pari in sleep…she felt a little tickle on her feet…she shifted. She was in too deep a sleep to get what was actually happening to her. But her sleep didn’t last long. Pari suddenly felt something soft touching her knee….then it was moving upward…she jerked out of her sleep…
It was pitch dark inside the room but she could sense somebody’s presence there…that too very close to her…she could listen to his erotic breath.
A cold wave shivered down Pari’s body…she knew something terrible was going to occur…she opened her mouth to shout.
That intruder jumped on to her and closed her mouth with his strong grip. Pari felt as if her bones were being crushed under that enormous weight…she almost got chocked.

‘How dare you…’…his whispering voice echoed through the room. It took no second for Pari to realise who the intruder was. She couldn’t believe her own ears…how can it be him? And most importantly why it would be him!!!
Pari was too shocked to react…everything took her by surprise…so much so that she even forgot to put up her fight for freedom. She was lying like a lifeless body, when he broke the silence again…
‘How dare you throw your attitude on me…how dare you…‘himmat kaise hui tumhari mujhe nicha dikhane ki?’

With this Rajat left Pari’s mouth and let her answer. She retorted back. ‘What u saying!!! Are you mad!!! Our aap yeh kya kar rahe hai….choriye mujhe’ Pari yelled at him. But it hardly mattered with the man in passion.
‘You are not a kid Pari…you know what u do…you behave as if you don’t care whether I exist or not…you don’t care whether I talk to you or not. This can’t happen…I won’t let it happen.’
‘You are sick!!! Is wajah se you are here!!! You are mad…and yes I don’t care whoever you are and whatever you are…I care a damn about it. Now just go before I call somebody. ..just go’ with this Pari tried to push Rajat away. This pissed him more. He pressed himself more on her, making her almost crushed under him. He brought his mouth near her ear and whispered, ‘you are only mine. Sirf mera haq hai tumpe. I won’t tolerate any kind of distance between us. Ab tak jo kia so kia…aage dohrane ki koshish ki toh…I don’t only look like devil…hope I could make myself clear jaan?’ With putting a special tress on jaan Rajat pressed his lips on Pari’s earlobe making her shiver with fear.
‘Dimag kharab ho gaya hai tumhara…do you even know what you are saying!!! Go away you brute.’ Pari yelled but only to increasing Rajat’s rage. He got hold of her hands and pinned them above her head. Pari was struggling with her life… to set free but he was simply enormous. Rajat rolled his eyes on her state. Then his eyes fell on the receding duvet, which was slowly exposing her upper body. She was wearing a t-shirt, first two buttons were untied. The duvet was slipping down due to continuous struggle, exposing Pari’s milky skin to Rajat’s hungry eyes. Rajat’s moving gaze hooked to her exposing part…he was lost.
It’s her scent that drives him crazy…pulls him like a magnet. She is like a drug to his senses….the more he tries to move away, the more it pulls him in. He fell for her the very first time he saw her during photo shoot…it only grew with time. Whenever she is around he loses his peace. It takes a hell lot to concentrate in his job.
Rajat never imagined a girl like Pari would have such an effect on him. Hence he deliberately hid his emotion under the mask of arrogance. But inwardly he was thriving every second for her…for Pari.
Rajat only wanted to vent out his frustration before Pari. He never meant anything else. But the latest situation pushed him further than he even imagined.
Rajat slowly descended on Pari…on her milky skin. Everything else was out of his mind …..except the fact that it was his Pari in front of him and he needed to taste her. Rajat touched Pari with his lips…he planted soft kisses on the bulge area above her breast…making her run for her breath. ..she was terrified.
Rajat let his tongue linger over her skin for some moment…then he slowly took some between his teeth and started sucking. Her smooth skin tasted like nectar to him. He wanted to have it all…have it in his own way. He started pressing it a little. Every second was pushing him towards an ecstasy…he felt as if some unseen power was taking him over slowly. He was giving in to that force…subconsciously.
Rajat pressed his teeth together…with more, some more force. The growing passion in him was driving him for more. He started biting her soft skin…chewing her….eating her.
The shooting pain in her softness shocked Pari out of her stupor. .. She cried out, ‘Aahh.’
‘What you doing Rajat!!! Have you gone mad!!! Just leave me…’

Pari was completely freaked out. She never imagined Rajat can go this far…in fact she was still far away from getting hold of the matter. Everything appeared to be very weird to her. The guy who couldn’t even stand her in public was actually being so much intimate with her…that too forcibly. She just couldn’t get it. She put in all her effort to push him away…but it was a different Rajat altogether.
Pari pushed him, punched him…but all in vain. She failed to move him even an inch. Rather her continuous struggle aroused him further more. He slid his arm under her shoulder…pulling her to his hard chest…fusing her into it. He ravished her neck with his teeth…biting every inch of it. With every bite he was thriving for more…
Rajat slid his other arm under her too. And gripped her like hell. He was crushing her under his huge body. Every inch of his body was dying to feel her…enter her. Everything was slowly slipping out of Rajat’s hand. He was losing himself to her essence.
Rajat was kissing her like mad…biting her then licking the wound to sooth the pain. His assault turned the upper part of Pari’s breast red. She was writhing in terrible pain…but not being able to free herself. Things were getting worse with every passing moment. His torment was only on rise. Pari was slowly losing her strength to fight. He was just too overpowering.
‘Rajat!!!’Pari yelled with all her remaining strength…this time it worked.