War Call

"This feels soo great" he leaned back on his chair.

"Yeah I know, do something" though I hate it I have no other option.

"Be more clear about that something darling" he is clearly enjoying the situation.

"We don't have much time okay; Bhabhi's parents will be attending the party evening and…" before I can complete I saw him pulling my braid and he started unknotting it.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Something I love the most" he loosened my hair and pulled my hair making me step closer.

"Stop it right there" I warned looking at his hand reaching me out.

"I just can't. I have been waiting for many days" he gripped my arms and twisted them to back.

"The desperate eyes of yours… always a fucking turn on" he muttered sniffing my hair.

"Leave me" my voice came out meekly.

With a big smile, he started to move his hands towards my shoulders

"I said stop it" I pushed him away.