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A little while later, they sat on the sofa, facing opposite to each other. Without thinking, Pallavi extended her bare leg to rest on his shoulder, sharing an intimidating look. He began to run his hand over her leg while kissing her ankle. Eventually she got up to sit on the arm rest of his cushioned chair and leaned down to meet his lips. How was she finding the courage to be such a naughty girl was beyond her.
Vineet, she noticed, was extremely good with his fingers. The way he fingered and then went down on her made her climax on multiple occasions. Or she was just letting off after being in a dry spell for four months. The room was filled with her unleashed moans and his silent breaths.
Not to forget their weird way of getting physical. It involved conversations in between, in contrast to silent (except moans) one with Umang.
"You should have regular sex," Vineet spoke while humping her down with his finger between her legs. When she breathlessly enquired about his thought, he added. "You seem to like fingering more than sex. It's clearly visible from your reactions."
All of a sudden, Pallavi raised her hips, letting him reach her deeper and for the first time since they got physical, she heard him groan. As if it was unexpected for him.
"Ah, you liked that, didn't you? I was starting to think you weren't enjoying this," She said although he assured her he was enjoying. He just wasn't the type to make sounds during sex. For a while, she continued with the movement while grabbing his palms.
When they stopped, she squinted her eyes at him. "Do you have to be so damn observant? I can't help it, okay. People have had sex for 100 times while I barely reached 20. Kabhi aadat hi nhi hui sex ki because I almost never had it regularly. So what do I rely on? Masturbation. I guess I got used to that."
"Aree, that's why I'm saying that you should have it regularly." When she asked how, he added. "Just find someone from your local city and fuck him."
She looked at him like he was a dunce. "Vineet, I'm not you. I don't want to have multiple sexual partners. I don't prefer it, I'm not comfortable with it. Why don't you meet me regularly instead? Is it so hard to find time from your schedule?... Anyway, it's not a major crisis. I know I won't get it regularly until I get married so I'm fine with it."
"Okay." He glazed over her and smirked. "You seem tired. Must be wondering why this idiot hasn't come yet."
EXACTLY!! Pallavi's mind screamed in agony. Curse him for being so observant but she guessed she couldn't hide off her fatigue anymore. She just wanted him to orgasm like she did and be done with it. It's been two hours now. She nodded in response.
Soon he got off her as if making up his mind. "Fine, fine, I'll try to come and you'll help me."
"Sure, I'll be happy to help," She winked and took his hand, playing with it. "What do I have to do?"
His lips curled, "Simply use these beautiful hands of yours."
* * *
A little while later, after coming and washing themselves albeit playfully in the bathroom, they decided to order lunch. Pallavi was about to wear clothes but Vineet threw it away from her. He strictly instructed her to not wear anything (except underwear if she wanted) and show off her naked glory as long as they were here.
"But I'm feeling cold... And embarrassed," She lowered her voice in the end.
"Then just get under the quilt," He pointed out to the bed and threw away her last hope aka jeans to the table while her face fell. She reluctantly got under the quilt while cussing at him.
Hence they waited for the lunch. They distracted from their empty stomachs by engaging themselves with their one true love-- their mobiles. Pallavi opened hers to load a farming game she played everyday. To her surprise, Vineet sneaked in taking a keen interest in the game. She explained it's gameplay to the point where he was almost participating in it. She liked that. There was another occasion when he was searching for a new I- pad for his father and asked which one seemed better. She tried to participate although she was no tech geek. However, she was shocked at the prices which were around forty thousand. Costly hotel and costly gadget. Was he loaded? Did she happen to have a potentially rich boyfriend for once.
Boyfriend? No way!
She asked him to reveal an approximate salary but he kept his lips sealed. "Don't worry, I'm not a gold digger. Just curious."
"You are curious about a lot of things. Nope, not telling."
"Ugh, you're so adamant! You won't even shorten your beard. You only listen to yourself," Pallavi ranted, beating his shoulder lightly. Then again, Aradhana's salary at Capgemini was one lakh without bonus. His must be around the same. "By the way, what are you to me? I mean I know it's more than hookup but what, casual?"
His hand stopped pressing her boob as he regarded her with aversion, "Do we need to put labels?"
"What's with men deviating away from labels?.... Although I'd like to imagine you as my casual boyfriend." She admitted, blinking rapidly at him.
"You can imagine me however you like, even as your husband. This could be our suhaag raat..." He stole a glance at the sunlight from the window. "or a day after our passionate night."
"Nah, I'm hardly getting the vibes. Idiot ho kya? To envision ourselves as a married couple, we should atleast be living together. Also, no offense but you're hardly husband material."
"None taken. What kind of husband do you desire anyway?"
"Besides being understanding, caring and all those qualities everyone desires in a partner, I hope my husband is open-minded, positive minded... Someone who doesn't take life too seriously. Someone with a sense of humor, playful yet intelligent and mature. Aisa jo faltu ki bakchodi kare. Like how Adhvik used to and... you too."
"Me?"
"Yes, you." She drew her hand away from his abdomen as she looked elsewhere, "You are kinda my type though."
"Well, then," He paused, a smirk forming his lips as they locked eyes. "You better give me a handsome dowry during our wedding."
Her mouth dropped before she hit his chest, "You vixen!"
He hit her back nearly touching her face. Silence followed. He covered his mouth, feigning shock. "Oops!"
"That fuckin' hurt!" She exclaimed, hitting him back, making him whimper as he rubbed his arm. They ended up in a brawl of sorts, slapping each other albeit with a playful smile on their faces.
Twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Both of them whirled their heads towards the door as they weren't in a presentable attire. Pallavi got up to grab her top but Vineet being Vineet threw it away from her grasp.
"The fuck are you doing? Do you expect the waiter to see me naked?!" She whisper shouted followed by another knock.
"Coming!" He replied to the waiter and turned to her, lowering his voice. "No, rather I expect you to go to the bathroom."
Pallavi tried to fight for her right but he didn't grant her so and ushered her to go so he could wear clothes himself. Meanwhile the poor waiter knocked on their door for the third time. Shooting Vineet a death glare, she grumpily locked herself in the bathroom. She heard the sound of the utensils and Vineet thanking them. She came out after the waiter was gone.
"Did I tell you how sexy you look when you're angry? Especially when I talk about your sister," He teased, unaffected by her icy glare though his smile did fade a bit. He stepped aside for her. "Alright, fine, you can wear your clothes if you like. The food's prepared."
She did just that while sulking. However, her face drastically lit up as soon as she noticed the delicacies on the table by the window. They had ordered garlic naan, parantha, kadai paneer, mixed vegetables and salad. "Looks delicious."
"Yeah, let's dig in."
Their lunch was a light hearted and delicious affair. Vineet stated how he usually went for dal and rice outdoors since they were the least dishes that would taste bad. He liked the change this time. The sunlight poured through the wide window, giving their food an aesthetic look and a mouthwatering taste. The scenery of a faraway city nearly made it look like they were on a holiday away from their routine lives. If only it were true.
As they devoured their food in semi silence, she couldn't help but notice the level of comfort she shared with Vineet despite meeting for three times. She recalled how she couldn't finish one burger when she was with Umang and had nothing for the rest of the day. While with Vineet, it was kind of the opposite where they dined two times during their first meet and were now having a full fledged lunch after copulation. It was the best.
* * *
It was only after another round of sex, talking, teasing and pinching (that was mostly Vineet), when they called it a day. They eventually got up to wear their clothes. She was just done wearing her top when she felt two arms wrapping around her, thus pulling her to his chest. She pressed her lips inwardly.
"Hmm, what?" She mumbled, her hands resting over his while he kissed her neck.
"Nothing. Just wanted to hug you before we parted."
"Then hug properly na. From the front."
And they did just that. She spread her arms around him while resting her head on the crook of his neck. She closed her eyes momentarily, feeling his body, scent and warmth emanating from him.
I wished this was real.
Her eyes blinked open in surprise. Whatever, she brushed that silly thought away as they broke away from the embrace and looked at each other with a smile. In the end, Vineet thanked her for coming all the way and trusting him enough for everything. Both admitted to enjoying their time and promised to meet-- rather fuck each other again. Their (casual) relationship became official like that. She was super grateful when she asked for one last kiss and got one as they went for one long smooch.
Of course she didn't forget to put the rose in her bag before exiting the room. They even took some photos.
However, there was still one last thing left to do. Something he promised to do for her.
A motorcycle ride.
Outside, the sun had settled down completely as the dark blue sky enveloped over. Pallavi nearly jumped in exhilaration as Vineet dragged his Honda motorbike to where she stood at the gates of the hotel. He glanced at her and tittered.
"Someone is way too excited."
"You bet I am!" She exclaimed, jumping once more. She couldn't help it. Not when it was her longtime fantasy to ride a bike with a guy. Something she insisted on Adhvik to do but he never did. Although she did ride on Adhvik's scooty two months ago but that was a story for another day. A motorcycle was different. And sexier. "Sorry, excuse my excitement."
He shook his head. "No need to be sorry, cutie. Now get behind me."
So she unapologetically squealed. Placing her foot on the footrest and hand behind his shoulder, she climbed onto the back seat. After confirming she was fine, she readily circled her arms around him and pulled closer to his back. "Just abiding by what you said when I told you to ride with me."
"Good girl." He smugged before putting on his helmet. He kicked the gear and the engine came to life.
It wasn't like Pallavi didn't experience sitting behind a motorbike with a guy. Alas, that guy was her cousin. She enjoyed that time but there was something hotter about putting your arms around a guy you fancied and pressing your chest against their back.
She closed her eyes, feeling the cool winds bypass her like a freshener. She observed the vehicles that left a trail of taillights on the night roads while streetlights cast their own from above. It was like a disco. She was away from home in a different city, with a different guy, riding her mundane life away. It was liberating.
"Ride me faster, baby," She said, her voice husky making him laugh.
"I wish I could but there are too many vehicles!" Vineet spoke louder over the horns of the vehicles. Although at one point, he let the bike slant a little as it took a right turn. She couldn't help but squeal.
At one point, she tightened her arms across his back and smiled, "Thank you, Vineet."
"You're welcome."
Of course the ride had to end at some time much to Pallavi's dismay. Also the fact that the jackass was only travelling towards his home and not the outskirts of the city from where she was supposed to depart. He just lengthened the distance to her home. Although, Pallavi was too sappy to care. She simply booked a cab to her office, where her driver was still waiting for her. Vineet decided to wait alongside her until then.
"So how was your day? Do I expect you to meet me again?"
Of course he wouldn't forget to ask for feedback.
"Do I expect to be called in again?" She raised a brow as they shared a look.
"Of course. We will meet again... Soon." He whispered to her ear, already bringing tingles down her spine.
But Pallavi had an inkling it wouldn't be that soon. Still, she smiled as she regarded him with adoration. "We really do get along, you and I. I feel like we can have an amazing night stay as well... Remember in the beginning you talked about it. About how you had night stays and even night outs. We can do it too, one time."
"Sure, babe. We can have fun all night long... " He paused as if something was on his mind. "I feel like your husband wouldn't be able to love you quickly."
This was in reference one of the conversations they had while in the hotel. Her face fell. "Why not?"
His lips twitched, "He would be too busy fucking you for the first five months."
She swallowed. Why did this line sound condescending and hot at the same time? "Nope. I will expect him to love me and fuck me at the same time. I deserve it."
"Then tell him to meet me during your wedding. I'll be glad to give him tips... Also, give me your sister's number while you're at it." He winked in the end.
"Asshole!" She narrowed her eyes and slapped his shoulder while he laughed. "Stay away from my sister."
Their back and forth banter went on until the cab arrived. He told her to message once she reached. Thus, they bid goodbye without knowing when exactly they would meet again. Regardless, she thoroughly enjoyed her day.
* * *
Was it weird that Pallavi woke up the next day, still feeling sore between her legs and boobs? She rarely recalled feeling this way. Not only that but when she went for a bath, she noticed a reddish bite mark near her thigh. When the heck did that happen? Indeed, he did a lot of things to her. Not that she was complaining.
Of course they wouldn't shut up about their meet in the days that followed. They chatted all day until it simmered down. Pallavi then avoided messaging him for a few days. On purpose.
"Haanji," Vineet messaged a few days later, "Aap toh lagta hai humse kaam karwake chup baith gayi ho. (It seems like you've quietened down after finishing your business with me)."
A huge smile blew up her face. Damn him and his way of words. "Aisa nhi hai ji. In my mind, we had already fucked 25 times.😎"
She could imagine him laughing as he sent her those emojis. "Good cos' you're already running in my mind all day, naked."
She facepalmed at that, smiling. He further messaged. "You think I'd leave you after one time..."
"Who knows? You've had one-time hookups before. Tera koi bharosa nhi..."
And the chat went on along these lines while vaguely articulating their next meet, which, no one knew when it would happen.
* * *
"Why the long sigh, birthday girl? You even got a birthday treat now," Radhika (from office) asked a somewhat sullen Pallavi who was occasionally checking out her phone.
"No, no!" Pallavi immediately denied, waving her hand. "I'm actually happy that I got two birthday treats from two different departments. I was just checking messages that's all."
She had enough of waiting after a while. She typed a message.
"Seems like you
forgot about today."
Vineet's reply came an hour later.
"Forgot what?"
"Find that yourself."
"Aree haan tera toh
birthday hai ladki.
Happy b'day🎂🎉🎁"
"Thank you 😃"
And then, he sent her something which elevated her mood from before. When she returned home, she told her sister about it. As usual, Deepali had something to say.
"Don't you think it's weird that he sent you a romantic song on your birthday? You're not in a real relationship anyway."
Pallavi rolled her eyes, still smiling. "Gosh, what's the big deal? He only sent me a song... And what's life without a little romance?"
"Fine, but I advise you to not take him seriously. He's not someone who will ever settle down."
Pallavi stopped in her tracks, facing Deepali. "Deeps, I'm aware of it more than you. He may be charismatic and cool but he lacks depth and emotional availability. No way I'm tapping onto that... I'm just living in the moment."
"Good. As long as you're aware." Deepali nodded and soon they deviated from the topic to talk about other things.
* * * *
Thus ends the 4 chapters about Vineet & Pallavi and their casual relationship. What are your overall thoughts? About this date she had. Comment.
Next will be the last chapter of More than Friends. I've already written it down, just some editing left. If you are reading till here then thank you for that. I appreciate all the reads, votes and comments. 😄