ISHRA MINI SHOTS - Page 82

A sharp lightening lit up the barn followed by a strong thunder that got her to hug him tight. His cologne evoked an unknown desire in her which were reflected in her orbs.

"Let go off me Raman, like now" she almost whispered wanting to escape from his hold.

He let her free the very second which made her to loose balance and she was on the stacked hay with a jerk which left her face dusty. Her eyes poked through his almost tearing him apart. She tried getting up from the so called soft bed when she felt her saree edge stuck. Facing her back to him, she once again shouted "Leave my saree". Hearing no response from him, she found him standing with his arms crossed against his chest looking at her with an amused yet desirable expression. She was more than embarrassed and blushed. She was glad that the place was dark and he wouldn't read any such emotion on her face. He freed her saree from the sharp nail in few seconds and the temperature inside the shelter was burning her body leaving her suffocated. She ran out of the house against his words and he started following her out of concern. The winds were strong that particular night and her saree edge along with her hair blew against the wind exposing her buttery shiny back which was visible even in the thin moon light leaving him all attracted. She covered her graceful back with the netted pallu of her saree, when she felt the chill wind sending shivers down her spine. Both walked together but not a word was exchanged between the two except for few eye locks every now and then. Every time she felt an unknown feeling fill his dark eyes leaving her all mesmerized.

"I am walking in this stupid god forbidden place cos of your anger Raman" said Ishitha tying her hair in to a bun and fuming at him.

"Yaar I have already apologized a hundred times and once again I am sorry. It's my mistake, shall I touch your feet now?" roared Raman in sarcasm.

"Shouting at everything is not going to solve anything. Can you leave me alone now? I really want some time out from this crap" spoke Ishitha still hurt.  

He held her wrist tight and spoke "I held this hand and took 7 sacred rounds around the fire not to leave you midway. This is something I will always respect" and looked at her painfully.

Failing to see what was before her, she tripped over a small rock holding his hands tight and pulling her along with him. Both rolled over the swampy muddy slope leaving them all sticky and dirty. His hands tightly encircled her body holding her carefully and her threatened eyes refused to leave his worried eyes. Both continued to roll till their bodies hit a tree making them shout each other's name with concern.

For the first time both their eyes locked with passion and their love for each other was visible. The mask they wore ripped off completely. His hands moved gently over her face voluntarily making her to close her eyes yearning for more. For the first time he observed her face which spewed love and passion. He wiped the mud that covered the blush on her cheeks with his thumbs allowing his finger to linger for a few seconds. He slowly got up and shifted himself near her and for some unknown reason locked his hands with hers.

"Can we go back to the shelter Raman?" She spoke gently for the first time since they left home that evening.

He got up and stretched out his hands when the rains poured with all their might getting them drenched in no time. As a result the ground was all the more slippery. While he was warning her she slipped again making him fall on her as well. His warm wet hands held on to her cool wet waist leaving her lips to quiver. She got up on her own steadily when he spoke huskily "I'd prefer helping you this way" which was less audible in the rains leaving her spell bound for the first time. The tree they were standing under gave them some kind of shelter and he found her escaping. He once again dragged her and pinned her to the tree. All he did was look deep in to her and there was another thunder leaving her glued to him. He ran his hands through her bun and undid her hair, throwing away the clip behind which left her pouting. In the little gap she got, she pushed him behind and ran out of his hold like a little kid getting completely drenched but kept turning if he was following her. She heard a couple of steps following her and she ran a little faster in the rain. He caught up with her in the next leap and took her in a hug from behind. She was once again trying to escape from his holds "Rukho Rukho" and he gradually got her facing him. The rains had reduced in intensity and the clouds were clearing paving way for the moon to light their face in the darkness. He noticed a couple of leaves sticking on to her nape. His hands slowly crawled up her body and tried to remove the leaves and at the same time rubbed his fingers against her neck making her to whimper. He then rubbed his fingers against her lips wiping the rain water that had left her lips wet. He pulled her close, kissing her mouth taking her by surprise. He stepped back with passion smoldering in his eyes. She looked at him touching her mouth where his kiss still burned. The wind started blowing again and he did the most spontaneous thing of lifting her and this time around there was no kind of objection from her. He climbed up the slope with her and entered their paradise for the night while she locked the door still staying in his arms.

To be continued...

Over to you Anu ❤️