Previous Part: Kavya and Arjun: Echoes of the Heart
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Kavya woke up with a heavy heart and a restless mind. She tossed and turned all night, unable to escape the haunting thoughts of Arjun and their past. The memories and the emotions stirred by their encounter weighed heavily on her, making sleep elusive.
She finally got out of bed, feeling a mix of anxiety and anticipation. She took a cold bath to calm her thoughts, but even that couldn’t wash away the turmoil inside her. She stood under the shower, closed her eyes and let the water run over her, hoping it would help clear her mind.
But the memories of Arjun’s touch, his kiss, and the way he had looked at her kept flooding back. Determined to face the day, Kavya chose her outfit for the haldi function. She opted for a beautiful yellow traditional sleeveless suit that showed a bit of cleavage.
As she applied her makeup, she stared at her reflection, trying to mask the anxiety with a confident smile. She told herself to stay strong and composed. But her heart was still racing with the emotions stirred by Arjun. When she arrived at the venue, her eyes immediately sought Arjun.
He was there, wearing a yellow kurta, looking incredibly handsome with his perfect hairstyle and well-groomed beard. Those black shades that she had always adored. The sight of him brought back a rush of memories. Her heart ached with a blend of longing and confusion.
They all gathered for breakfast, and the group’s chatter was filled with nostalgic stories from their college days. Kavya tried to join in, but her mind kept drifting back to Arjun. How could he behave so normally, as if nothing had happened last night?
His casual demeanour bothered her, making her question everything that had transpired between them. She couldn’t understand how he could be so unaffected while she felt like her world had been turned upside down. As the haldi function progressed, Kavya found it hard to concentrate on the festivities.
Her eyes kept wandering to Arjun, and each glance made her heart flutter. She felt a mix of frustration and longing, torn between the joy of reconnecting with an old love and the guilt of betraying her marriage vows.
After breakfast, Arjun approached her, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “You look so beautiful today, Kavya,” he said, his voice soft yet teasing. “Sexy, even.”
Kavya felt her cheeks flush with warmth. “Thank you,” she replied shyly, trying to hide her smile.
Arjun’s grin widened. “Is this beautiful look and glowing face the effect of marriage?” he teased.
Kavya chuckled softly, feeling a strange mix of embarrassment and delight. “Maybe,” she said playfully. “You should get married and find out from your wife.”
He laughed, a sound that made her heart skip a beat. “Maybe I will,” he replied, still smiling. “But for now, I’ll just admire you.”
His words left her feeling flustered and giddy. She knew she should be cautious, but the pull towards Arjun was becoming harder to resist.
The function ended after lunch, and everyone started heading back to their rooms. Kavya felt a sense of relief as she excused herself, needing a moment alone to sort through her feelings. She walked slowly to her room, her mind a whirlwind of emotions.
The anticipation of seeing Arjun again was almost unbearable. She knew that whatever happened next would shape their future in ways she couldn’t yet comprehend. She closed the door behind her she leaned against it, taking a deep breath.
She needed to pull herself together, but the weight of her emotions was overwhelming. Kavya knew that the evening ahead would be even more challenging. She had to find a way to balance her feelings and the reality of their complicated situation.
After everyone went to their rooms, the anticipation of the evening made Kavya’s heart race. She carefully chose a stunning blue traditional lehenga for the wedding function. The lehenga accentuated her curves, showing the right amount of her navel and waist, with a hint of cleavage.
As she applied her makeup, she noticed how beautiful she looked tonight. Her reflection showed a confident, radiant woman. But inside, her emotions were a storm of conflicting feelings.
As she entered the wedding venue, her friends immediately showered her with compliments.
“You look amazing, Kavya!”
“Wow, that lehenga is gorgeous!”
Their kind words brought a smile to her face. But her heart was eagerly awaiting one particular compliment. Despite the moral conflict, she couldn’t deny the excitement she felt about seeing Arjun. Her mind told her it was wrong, but her heart was yearning for his attention.
Finally, she spotted Arjun across the room. He looked dashing in his traditional attire, and as their eyes met, her heart skipped a beat. Arjun walked over with a playful grin on his face. “Whoa, I think I just had a heart attack from seeing how beautiful you look tonight!” he teased, clutching his chest dramatically.
Kavya couldn’t help but laugh, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. “Oh, stop it,” she said, smiling and blushing. His playful charm and the way he made her feel special were irresistible.
As the evening progressed, they found themselves gravitating towards each other. Their conversations were filled with laughter and nostalgia, each moment drawing them closer. Despite the crowd around them, it felt as if they were in their own little world, the chemistry between them undeniable.
During the wedding, they both kept stealing glances at each other. Their smiles, the naughty glints in their eyes, and the lustful expressions conveyed their intense desire. Despite the strong pull between them, their sense of morality kept them apart.
However, Kavya had no idea how short-lived her resolve would be. As she was having her dinner, Arjun approached her. Leaning close to her ear, he whispered, “The food is really amazing. But you are the best dessert I’ve ever tasted in my life, and I would love to taste you again.”
Kavya, shocked by his boldness, could only manage a shy smile. Her heart raced, and she felt a mix of excitement and confusion. She used her eyes to gesture for Arjun to leave, her expression a blend of shyness and amusement.
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As the time for the pheras approached, Kavya excused herself to her room to change. She glanced over at Arjun, who was already looking at her. Their eyes locked for a moment, and she felt a silent understanding pass between them. Perhaps it was a sign for Arjun to follow her to her room.
Moments later, there was a knock on her door. Kavya’s heart pounded. She opened it within a second, finding Arjun standing there. His gaze was intense, filled with emotions that mirrored her own inner turmoil.
“I can’t take my eyes off you,” Arjun confessed, his voice low and filled with raw desire.
Kavya’s heart raced. She felt a mix of excitement and fear. “Why are you here?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly, betraying her inner conflict.
Arjun stepped closer, his teasing smile softening his features. “You opened the door within a second, and now you want to know why I’m here? Really, Kavya?” He reached out and brushed a strand of hair from her face, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
She sighed, the weight of their situation pressing heavily on her chest. “It’s wrong for us to have these moments and conversations, Arjun.”Arjun pulled her into a gentle hug, his arms warm and comforting. He kissed her forehead tenderly.
“I don’t care about morals today,” he whispered, his breath warm against her skin. “I just don’t want to miss this opportunity. I’ve missed you so much, Kavya. Not a single day has gone by without me thinking about you and longing for you.”
Tears welled up in Kavya’s eyes, her emotions a tumultuous storm inside her. She felt the depth of Arjun’s words, each one resonating with her own suppressed feelings. She hugged him back tightly, her body trembling with the intensity of her emotions.
The flood of memories and longing was overwhelming. She felt an intense connection with Arjun that she hadn’t felt in years. They held each other tightly, the world outside their embrace fading away. Finally, their lips met in a passionate kiss that spoke of years of suppressed desire and unspoken love.
Kavya felt her heart swell with emotions, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. She knew this was wrong, yet it felt so right. A few seconds after the kiss, Arjun pulled back slightly, his eyes searching hers. “Is this not wrong?” he asked, his voice filled with uncertainty and longing.
Kavya looked into his eyes, her own filled with a mix of confusion and determination. “I don’t know,” she admitted softly, her voice barely above a whisper. “But I also don’t want to miss this chance.” With that, they kissed again, their embrace even more intense than before.
Their kiss was filled with a mix of longing, passion, and the bittersweet taste of forbidden love. Kavya felt herself melting into Arjun, her mind silenced by the overwhelming emotions coursing through her. At that moment, nothing else mattered but the connection they shared.
As their kiss deepened, the world around them seemed to disappear. The only thing that mattered was the passion they shared, the unspoken words and emotions finally finding their release. Kavya’s mind was torn between her loyalty to her marriage and her undeniable connection with Arjun.
Their embrace grew more intense, each touch igniting a fire that had long been suppressed. Arjun’s hands roamed over her back, pulling her closer as if afraid she might slip away. Kavya responded eagerly, her body pressing against his, craving the closeness they had lost over the years.
“Kavya,” Arjun whispered between kisses, his voice filled with longing and regret. “I’ve missed you so much.”
Tears filled Kavya’s eyes again, her heart aching with the truth of his words. “I’ve missed you too, Arjun,” she confessed, her voice trembling. “But what are we doing? This is so wrong.”
Arjun nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. “I know. But for tonight, let’s just be us. Let’s forget about everything else and hold onto this moment.”
As their lips met, the kiss was wild and urgent, a desperate expression of all the passion they had kept hidden for so long. Arjun’s arms wrapped around Kavya with a fierce intensity, pulling her close.
His hands roamed over her back, tracing every curve, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric of her dress.
Kavya responded with equal fervour, her lips moving hungrily against his. She clung to him, her fingers threading through his hair, pulling him deeper into the kiss. Each touch and kiss seemed to erase the boundaries of time and space, leaving only the sensation of their bodies pressed together.
Arjun’s lips trailed down her neck, his kisses igniting a fire within her. Kavya’s breath hitched, a soft moan escaping her lips. “Aah,” The sound was filled with longing and the pleasure of his touch.
Hearing her moan only fueled Arjun’s desire. He whispered against her skin, his voice thick with emotion, “Don’t stop me tonight, baby.”
Kavya’s response was both passionate and resigned. She pulled him closer, her voice trembling with a mix of excitement and vulnerability. “I never had, I never will.” She pressed her lips to his once more, their kiss deepening as if it was the only thing that mattered.
Their bodies moved together in a rhythm of their own, a dance of unspoken desires and shared history. Arjun’s hands explored Kavya’s body with a mix of reverence and eagerness while she responded with fervent kisses and gentle touches.
The room was filled with the sounds of their passion, the intensity of their emotions echoing in every touch and caress. Hearing her moan only fueled Arjun’s desire. He whispered against her skin, his voice thick with emotion, “Don’t stop me tonight, baby.”
Kavya’s response was both passionate and resigned. She pulled him closer, her voice trembling with a mix of excitement and vulnerability. “I never had, I never will.” She pressed her lips to his once more, their kiss deepening as if it was the only thing that mattered.
Their bodies moved together in a rhythm of their own, a dance of unspoken desires and shared history. Arjun’s hands explored Kavya’s body with a mix of reverence and eagerness while she responded with fervent kisses and gentle touches.
The room was filled with the sounds of their passion, the intensity of their emotions echoing in every touch and caress. After their kiss, Arjun lifted Kavya in his arms and took her to the bed. They were still kissing each other passionately.
Arjun laid Kavya on the bed and came beside her, once again indulging in a deep, romantic, passionate kiss. Kavya stretched her hand and switched off the light. Now, the room was dimly lit, and Arjun was kissing her face and neck while gently feeling her waist with his hands.
The dim light cast soft shadows on their intertwined bodies, heightening the intimacy of the moment. Arjun’s kisses were slow and deliberate, each one igniting a spark of pleasure that coursed through Kavya’s body. His hands traced the contours of her waist, exploring her with a mix of gentleness and fervour.
Kavya’s breath hitched as Arjun’s lips moved down her neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensations overwhelming her. Her hands roamed over Arjun’s back, pulling him closer, feeling the heat of his body against hers.
“Arjun,” she whispered, her voice a soft plea filled with desire and longing.
He paused, lifting his head to look into her eyes. The intensity of his gaze sent shivers down her spine. “Kavya,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “I can’t believe we’re here like this.”
She reached up, cupping his face in her hands. “It’s as if no time has passed,” she said softly. “Like we’re right where we left off.”
Arjun nodded, his expression tender. “I never stopped thinking about you,” he confessed, his thumb gently brushing her cheek. “Every day, I wished for this moment.”
Tears welled up in Kavya’s eyes, her heart aching with the weight of their shared past and the intensity of their present. “Me too,” she admitted, her voice trembling. “I’ve missed you so much, Arjun.”
Their lips met again in a kiss that was both tender and passionate, a silent promise of the love they still held for each other.
Arjun’s kisses grew more passionate as he moved down Kavya’s neck. Each press of his lips made her body react, and she couldn’t hold back the soft moans that escaped her lips. “Aah, Arjun,” she breathed out, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and need.
His hands travelled over her body, finding their way to her breasts. He pressed her boobs over her blouse, his touch bringing back the first memory of Arjun playing with her breasts. The memory flashed vividly in her mind. She realized just how much she loved it then and how much she loved it now.
A deep moan of pleasure escaped her as she kissed him back with equal fervour, her hands tangling in his hair. Arjun’s lips left a trail of kisses down her body, stopping at her breasts. He kissed them over her blouse, the warmth of his mouth sending shivers down her spine.
Kavya blushed, a smile of pleasure lighting up her eyes as she looked down at him. The way he worshipped her body made her feel cherished, wanted, and completely lost in the moment. He continued to kiss her, moving lower until he reached her navel.
His lips pressed against her belly button, and he gently licked it, making her gasp in surprise and pleasure. The sensation was too much for Kavya, the affection, love, and overwhelming pleasure all crashing down on her at once. She couldn’t take it anymore.
With a soft moan, Kavya turned around, her back now exposed to Arjun. The room was filled with the soft, dim light, and Arjun took a moment to admire her, tracing his fingers gently down her spine. He could feel her body trembling with anticipation.
He knew that this was a moment they would both remember forever. Arjun’s eyes roamed over Kavya’s back, captivated by the curve of her spine and the simplicity of the single blouse hook that held her traditional attire in place. The sight of her bare skin, smooth and inviting, stirred something primal within him.
He leaned in, pressing his lips against her back, and whispered her name, “Baby.” A soft moan escaped her lips, “Mmm… Arjun,” the sound sent a thrill through him. He unhooked her blouse with a deliberate, slow movement, savouring the moment as the fabric loosened.
He continued kissing her back, his lips trailing from the top to the small of her back, each kiss more lingering than the last. Kavya’s breathing grew heavier, her body responding to his touch with eager anticipation. Arjun gently pulled the blouse off her shoulder, revealing more of her skin.
He turned her around to face him, her eyes shy yet filled with desire. She bit her lip, a blush creeping up her cheeks as she pulled him closer. Rising to her knees, Kavya’s fingers deftly began to undo the buttons of his sherwani kurta. Their breaths mingled as she undressed him.
Both of them were caught in the intoxicating mix of excitement and passion. With a gentle tug, Arjun removed her blouse completely, and for a moment, he was left speechless by her beauty. This was the moment he had fantasized about for years.
Seeing Kavya in traditional clothes, only to slowly peel them away and reveal the woman he had always longed for. His eyes darkened with desire as he admired her. Unable to resist any longer, he pushed Kavya back onto the bed and climbed over her.
His hands cupped her breasts as he brought his mouth to one. His lips closed around her nipple, sucking gently as his hand played with the other breast, teasing and caressing. Kavya’s head fell back against the pillow, a deep moan escaping her, “Ohhh… Arjun…”
Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. She pushed his mouth harder against her breast. The sensation was overwhelming, a flood of memories rushing back to Kavya from the times they had made love in hidden hotel rooms.
The way he loved her, the way his mouth worked magic on her body. It was just as it had been, and yet more intense, more urgent. Arjun’s mouth moved from one breast to the other. His tongue flicked over her hardened nipples, his teeth grazing lightly before he sucked again.
Kavya writhed beneath him, her moans growing louder, “Mmm… ahhhh… Arjun… yes…” Her hands roamed over his back, clutching at him, needing to feel him as close as possible. Each touch, each kiss, sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, igniting every nerve.
Lost in the heat of the moment, Arjun lavished her with affection, his mouth never leaving her skin as he continued to love her breasts, his hands tracing the curves of her body. Kavya’s moans filled the room, mingling with the sound of their heavy breathing, the atmosphere thick with passion.
She pulled him even closer, her fingers tugging at his hair. Her body arched against his in response to the exquisite pleasure he was giving her. “Arjun, don’t stop,” she breathed, her voice a desperate plea wrapped in desire. Their connection, the way they moved together, made everything else fade away.
The world outside no longer mattered. There was only this moment, this perfect union of their bodies and souls. Kavya and Arjun, their bodies now completely bare to each other, embraced with a fierce intensity. The heat of their passion was palpable as they pressed together, every inch of their skin touching.
Kavya could feel the hardness of his chest against her soft breasts. The sensation sent waves of electricity through her. They held each other so tightly that it felt as if they were trying to merge into one, the closeness making their breaths quicken.
The warmth of their bodies melded together, with no space left between them. As they kissed, their lips moved with a deep, burning passion. Each kiss was filled with the love and desire they had suppressed for so long. Arjun’s hands roamed over her back, pulling her even closer.
Kavya’s fingers tangled in his hair, holding him firmly as if afraid he might disappear. Their kisses grew more urgent, lips parting and meeting again in a dance of longing and lust. The taste of each other’s lips, the feel of their tongues exploring one another, was intoxicating.
Kavya moaned softly into his mouth, a sound that only spurred Arjun on, deepening their connection. Arjun, his breathing heavy with anticipation, slid off his pyjama and moved to the edge of the bed, his eyes never leaving Kavya. He was captivated by her every move, every breath, every curve of her body.
Sitting at the edge, he reached out, gently pulling Kavya closer. Her heart raced as she felt his hands on her, his touch electrifying her skin. With deliberate tenderness, Arjun lifted her foot, pressing a soft kiss to her toes. Kavya giggled, the sensation sending shivers of pleasure up her spine.
She felt vulnerable, exposed, yet completely safe in his hands. As he took her toes into his mouth, sucking them gently. She gasped, her giggle morphing into a soft moan of pleasure. Her fingers dug into the bed’s sheets, clenching them as waves of sensation coursed through her.
Arjun’s hands then travelled up her legs. His touch ignited her skin as he slowly pushed her lehenga higher. Each kiss he planted on her legs was like a promise, each touch a reminder of the passion that had always burned between them. His lips finally reached her inner thighs.
The warmth of his breath made her squirm in anticipation. Kavya instinctively folded her legs, the intimacy of the moment overwhelming her. With her lehenga bunched up, she couldn’t see Arjun. But she felt every kiss, every lick, every suck as he worshipped her thighs.
Kavya’s breath quickened, her breasts rising and falling with each moan that escaped her lips. The pleasure was almost too much to bear, the tension building inside her with every touch. She clutched the bedsheet tighter, her knuckles white with the intensity of her grip.
She eagerly awaited the moment when Arjun would finally reach the place where her desire burned the hottest. She could feel him, feel his love, his passion, and it drove her wild, making her long for more. Arjun, too, was lost in the moment.
His every action was fueled by a love so deep, so raw, that it consumed him. He wanted to savor every second, to make Kavya feel how much she meant to him, how much he had missed her. The taste of her skin, the sound of her moans, the way her body responded to his touch.
It all drove him to worship her more. The room was filled with the sounds of their shared passion. The unspoken love between them is expressed in every kiss, every touch, and every moan.
To be continued soon.
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