You Are Mine

you are mine part-4

"That's none of your business, Shekhawat." My heart had ached. He was so gorgeous standing there.
He had paused, then, "What is wrong with you, Sanyukta?" His tone had turned incredulous.
My anger, at that moment, was threatening to erupt. "As if you don't know." I stopped. "You know what, never mind. Have a nice life with Sanaya." My tone was bitter and the shock on his face was so adorable that I just wanted to pull him to me and kiss him.
Then recognition hit his bright eyes and he had the nerve to smirk, "Are you jealous, Sanyukta?"
I glared at him, "No. Don't flatter yourself." I grew nervous as I watched him take a few steps closer, the butterflies in my stomach erupting.
"No, I think you are, Sanyu."
"Jealously would imply that I actually care about you," I retorted, my voice emotionless. A sharp pain went through me. When had I been so...hateful toward him?
And just like, his playfulness dropped. It was replaced with anger and...hurt. In the next moment, he rushed at me as I gasped, and pushed me back against the wall of a store I had stopped by. I swallowed thickly and my mouth turned to dust when I felt the hard muscles of his body pressed up against mine. I stared straight at his chest, and refused to look up at him, ignoring the dull ache of knowing I was so close to him but could never have him. He pushed my chin up with his index finger and his eyes burned into mine.
His voice got so husky I had to suppress a shiver, "You don't care about me, huh sweetheart?" My heart had fluttered at that but I tried not to show it. "You're so jealous. And I know it when I see it. Trust me."
"You don't know what you're talking about," I responded weakly. I didn't need to hear this.
"Oh, but don't I? You think I like it when I see all those guys trying to talk to you? Trying to touch you? Hell no, baby." I stopped breathing and looked at him in shock, my mouth falling open. He brought one hand to my waist and the other at the small of my back. "Because I want to be the only guy that touches you. And I just want to hit any guy that so much as looks at you. I know what they think. I'm not stupid and I am a guy myself, aren't I?" My breathing came out in short breaths at this point, not believing what I was hearing. I managed to hold my breath as he let out a sharp exhale. "Hell no. If that's not jealousy then I don't know what is. You're mine, Sanyu. You always have been," he muttered. Tears had started to well up in my eyes and he had frowned and brushed them away.
"Randh..." I had managed to choke out.
He smiled and my breath left me. Softly, he ran his strong hand through my long hair while the other cupped my cheek. "My strong, beautiful Sanyu," he whispered, his lips just centimeters from mine.
Then he kissed me.
My first kiss...and it was so wonderful. Perfect.
His lips were soft and warm on mine, and my hands ended up clinging onto his shirt as my knees threatened to give out. He pulled me to him as close as physically possible and I happily molded against him. I gasped slightly when I felt his tongue against my lips, and he took the opportunity to enter inside. He lapped gently and did this sucking thing that absolutely made my head spin. I moaned softly and I felt him shudder and press me more firmly against the side of the wall.
Once we finally managed to pull away from each other, I pulled him into a tight hug and happily cried all over his shirt. " Randhir..." I whispered.
He had put some distance between us so I could see his bright eyes. "What? I'm sorry, did that happen too fast?" He looked genuinely worried and I almost laughed. I just threaded my hand through his hair and his eyes closed briefly.
"Randhir, I think I love you," I said quietly, looking down at the sidewalk.
He was silent for a moment and I felt panicked. But then he exhaled sharply and crushed me to him, "I know I love you, Sanyu. God, I never thought I would hear those words from you."