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The Pauper & The Dragon ~ ParAj SS ~ Chap 2 on pg 1
Here is part 6 people. Sorry not as long as you wanted, but I have been giving daily updatesđ
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Part 6
It was a bright sunny morning. Geet awoke to the chirping of birds. She had never felt so safe or comfortable in all her life.
She wanted to lie here forever, listening to the regular beating sound and feeling the firm warm pillow underneath her head move rhythmically...
But why was her pillow moving and what was the beating sound?? She opened her eyes slowly to look straight into the face of the sleeping stranger, Maan. Her breath hitched. He was gorgeous...like a Greek God. It had not registered last night in the dark. And she had been too annoyed with his rudeness to notice. But now in the morning, she had time to observe him up close and personal. He had thick long eyelashes, smooth full eyebrows, lips that were inviting, and not to mention that masculine stubble on his chisled chin...
Geet was not fully awake yet and was partly still in her dream wordl. She thought more about his stubble on his chin, and then began to wonder why it looked so close? Correction, why was he so close? It took Geet a while to register this fact and finally she realised her position!
She was not lying on a pillow, but was instead lying half on top of Maan, with her head on his chest, and her right leg bent and lying across both his legs. His right arm which was under her, held her waist protectively and caressed it gently...she shivered as he continued touching her unknowingly.
Enjoying the feelings Maan was evoking in her, she wondered where his left hand was?
Then she felt it ...his left hand...under her shirt, actually his shirt...cupping and stroking her ass!!! The sensation was creating havoc inside her. Suddenly she was feeling very aroused and thinking about his hands and where they would go to next and what they would do, when they got there. She was thinking of those kissable lips, his hard chest, his muscular arms, the X-rated things they could do...but no, this was wrong, she can't think like this, about him, about them. If anyone asked her right now, what she wanted to do, she would have said, stay like this forever!
But sadly she remembered her reality. Nobody was going to ask her what she wanted! She was getting married in 4 days and she only had the right to thoughts or feelings for Dev, her fianc. She got up abruptly, and separated from Maan, waking him up in the process. Thankfully for her, he was oblivious of their position and her thoughts, just a few moments before.
She distanced herself as far away from him, in that small tent as possible. Looking at him, she asked nervously "How did I get in the tent?"
Maan who was still trying to shake the sleep from his eyes, looked at her wondering why she was so nervous, but responded immediately. "You fell asleep in front of the fire. You looked uncomfortable. I lifted you up and carried you into the tent. When I put you on the sleeping bag, you wouldn't let go of my hand, telling me you were afraid of the dark and asking me to stay with you. So I settled down beside you for the night. I didn't do anything. I was a perfect gentleman"
Geet was astonished...not because of what he did or didn't do, but because this had been the longest he spoke since she had met him the previous evening...
Looking at him again, Geet drifted off into her dream world, thinking about his deep voice which was a bit husky this morning...and then she thought again of his muscles, lips, eyes, hands...and what she would like him to do to her...
He noticed that she was day-dreaming and he coughed to gain her attention. Coming back to the present, she was visibly flushed from her x-rated dreams and suddenly felt underdressed in front of him, in just his shirt. Geet then spoke. "I think my clothes are dry. Would you please leave the tent so I can change?"
Maan nodded in agreement and got up. He looked at her quizzically and exited the tent. He was wondering why she was so nervous and why she had suddenly gone quite red.
Geet on the other hand was taking off his shirt in the tent and wondering what would have happened, had she not awoken in time...and let his hands wander.
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