"Let me flow in your eyes,there is an ocean of passion in them for me"

Siddharth’s POV

We both are sitting in the living room, I’m almost done with my work and Anusha is still engrossed in her thoughts.

She has been so busy this week because of her best friend’s wedding, she has taken a leave from her hospital for a whole complete week. 

This whole week she is leaving home early morning and coming late in the evening around 10 or sometimes 12. Radhika insisted her to stay with her but I didn’t allow her to. 

How can I? I can’t live without her now even for a single second.

I found it difficult to start my day without seeing her face, without feeling her in my arms. I feel incomplete.

Radhika want us to perform in her wedding reception. So, I and Anusha have been practicing our steps from the past three days.

Anusha  is also suppose to give a speech on her friend’s wedding reception which is tomorrow and she is seriously struggling to build up her words into speech. Like always, why is it so difficult for her to express what she feels?

Meanwhile writing her speech she sometime pouts pulling her eyebrows together. Looking so damn cute.

Sometimes she looks at me while thinking, our eyes met and she smiles blushingly, I don’t know what is she thinking but her eyes are telling a different story and I want to read that out loud, before I could read anything  she averts her gaze and pretend to concentrate back on her work.

She was writing down her words with a faint smile on her kissable lips, chewing the back of her pencil she held her head high starring at the ceiling exposing her long slender neck, I gulped hard holding my urge to kiss that spot. I wanted her to look at me my heart was craving for that look again, for that smile again and she did.

I wanted her to read what my eyes are screaming, want her to read all my thoughts they don’t want to live without her love, don’t want to go anywhere without her now. This stubborn heart is not ready to live without her now. With her I’m unaware of the whole damn world it’s like I’m turning into a mad man, whenever she is away from my eyes even  just for a bit of moment it’s like it’s been an eternity since I last saw her.

I was holding her eyes, reflecting every single emotion I had for her. My eyes were asking her to tell me where should I go to tame my stubborn heart, my stubborn feelings how should I tell them to calm down when you are around. They are not ready to leave you at all.

I don’t know if she was able to read the flood of emotion or not, but she looked down shyly and started biting her lip while concentrating back on her speech.

“Ugh…. I can’t do this” She said frustrated after a while.

“here let me help you.” I said sitting beside her. Taking the paper from her hand and started reading it.

We prepared a full speech.

“Siddharth you can go and sleep. I’ll memorize it first then I’ll sleep too” she said while massaging her back. I know she’s already very tired.

Full day running from Radhika’s house to our’s. And I’m hundred percent sure she must be working there too, she just can’t sit quite for a single minute.

“Naah......I’ll give you a back massage” I went to her back. She was leaning against the armrest of the couch.

She protested first, but I keep on doing my work. Later on she relaxed under my touch.

“You know? I’ve never let anyone to touch me before. Not even for a massage. I’m so ticklish”

“really?” I said while chuckling I know I’m her first in so many things. I smiled to myself.

Slowly the air surrounding us thickened, I can feel heat building inside me. She must have felt something too because she started breathing deeply. And I can see that only her eyes are looking at the paper. She’s just pretending that she is reading.

The rise and fall of her chest was clearly telling me that she is feeling something strong too. Massage replaced by caressing her upper back, area behind her ears to down her neck to her collar bone with my hands.

Breathing deeply she tilted her head back to give me more access. She’s breathing making sound.

I moved, sitting in front of her I held her face in my hands. Looking deep into her eyes, my hands started caressing her rosy cheeks.

I leaned to her capture her lips with mine. Started kissing her passionately. Showing her how deep my love is.

Biting her lower lip to make her part, making the kiss deeper I started exploring my world inside her, wanted to feels every city every town.

My hands were roaming all over her body. Caressing and squeezing. On the other hand her hands were resting on my chest.

Please kiss me.

Kiss me, I want her to kiss me.

I wanted her to respond to my kisses so badly. It was always me kissing her, she never made a move but I want her to. I wanted to be sure about her feelings as well.
For the first time I wanted to feel something, some response from her too. I wanted to know the fire inside her is equally burning as mine.

I wanted to know what she wants.

Luckily to which she replied. For the first time. I was shocked lost all of my senses.

She is kissing me back!

It felt like I’m flying in air I forget my ground has ever existed. Everything faded it’s just two of us here, that only  matters to me.

In the beginning it was slow and hesitant but soon it turned out to be in equal passion, she catch up with my pace.
She met up with my pace and was responding with equal fervor.

Our lips were moving in sync. Her hands made there way around my neck pulling me closer to her. We are lying on the couch, me above her small fragile frame. I was being very careful to not to hurt her in any way.

It was much more amazing than before. Her responding to my kisses is much more overwhelming than only me kissing her.

When the response is equal from both of the sides its just unexplainable. The flight I’m taking is amazing and I never want to come back to the ground, her response suppressed my hunger for her and I wanted us to slow down savor this moment with our slow passionate love. But it was like she didn’t want me to slow down, she was kissing me like she is equally thirsty and wanted to quench her thirst badly.

My hands made there way around her arched back and she was responding equally with my caresses.

I don’t remember for how long we kept on kissing but when we parted we were longing for breath. I never had enough of her which is making me more anxious.

I don’t want to do anything instead of this I don’t want to push it any further. I’m waiting for her love confirmation. She loves me and only I know that. She is still oblivious of her own feelings. Her response is telling me everything about her, her eyes specially.

And now I’m sure. One Hundred percent sure.

She needs to realize it first then we will take a step ahead. I want to make her mine but there is only one reason stopping me, holding me back the whole time.

I’m dying for those words.

I rested my forehead on her, still admiring the depth of her black eyes,
“I love you Anusha”.

I waited for her reply but she didn’t said anything, just smiled closing her eyes. Taking all my words in with no response.

This made me sad all my emotions got drained off my body within snap of fingers, I instantly stood up,

“we should sleep” I said suppressing my hurt, she pulled her eyebrows together in confusion, may be due to my sudden change expression.

Starring at my face she nodded.

Patience!  is what all I need.

Patience?
Yeah thats what she taught me.

'her lips told me stories my skin couldn't resist to burn for'
- ( beautifully_painful instagram)

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Finally progress I don't think it will take time for her to accept her feelings now, what do you think?