Between two pair of lips

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We both reached my home wet. Soaked to the skin.

The beautiful silk satin pink salwar, which she was wearing, clung to her awesome figure. The drops that kept hanging onto the tiny embroidery knits at the end of sleeve over her shoulder, suddenly jumped frenzy into a wild ride to the floor all through the soft arms.

She stood leaning to the wall in the balcony looking into the rain.

The soft curve at the back of the waist looked very beautiful with the satin clung to the skin and glowing in the moon.

He stood behind watching her.

She was one of those girls, who weren’t really phobic about their figure, but at the same time sensible enough to look good. She is neither petite nor plump. She is kinda voluptuous who would demand certainly anyone to turn around and look again.

But it was her eyes that hold that enigmatic sensuality. They just tug at you, with such magnetism that you find resisting at, very unpleasant and futile.

And it’s that li’l scar at the corner of the lips, smiles mischievously along with the eyes making the whole thing more lovable.

The pearl drop of water that hung till then clung to the edge of the roof, suddenly decided to act naughty. It jumped off and landed itself right on her left eye. She got startled and jerked a li’l.

She then looked around through the wet strands that were falling onto her face and turned towards him with those beautiful eyes smiling at him coyly.

He went closer and hugged her from behind. Both their hands clasped in front of her.

He nibbled onto her ears reveling in the mild aroma coming off her

She turned towards him and said blushingly, “ Love you, lu. You are the best guy I ever had!” He could sense the warmth in her breath softly tapping into my cheek. He was listening to her, lost in her.

It stuck to him damn suddenly.

Best guy I ever had!!!Huh!?!?

He woke up with a jerk, looked lost, got alert and looked at her.

She was trying her best to look innocent but with a vain attempt to conceal the mischief.He growled into her with a crooked eye and she broke into a naughty throaty chuckle.

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They sat there on the wet floor looking at the fireflies and counting stars in the water puddles on the street.

Hand in Hand and Heart in Heart.

That was one of the most beautiful nights of his life.

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