Aamir's POV

I wanted to kiss him since the time I saw him.

He was so shy and cute and seemed so out of place.

When he said he is from pune, I realized that, that's why I had not seen him.

That kiss.

Oh god!

He let me take the whole control of that kiss which many men don't do and fight for dominance which I hate a lot but still never said anything and at that time I decided I want to fuckk him and as soon I got a green signal for him I started driving my car towards my house.

I wanted him for this night.

Just one night and then I will stay here in my bar and he will go to Pune.

"So what is your name?" he asked.

"Aamir," I said.

"And yours?" I asked.

"Sandeep."

"So you work in that club?" he asked and I nodded in a yes.

"What do you do?" I asked.

"I am a doctor," he said proudly.

Doctor.

Wow!

We reached my house and after parking my car we got down.

And went inside my house and I opened the door of my house.

"This is my small house," I said. My house has only one room with a bathroom. In a room only, I made a small kitchen.

I went inside and put on the light.

"I love it. It seems so cozy," he said as I took out the water bottle from my mini fridge.

"You didn't wash your hands?" he asked making me laugh as I was drinking water.

"Ya ya doctor," I said.

"I want to wash my hands and also use the washroom," he said as I showed him the washroom.

I was scrolling through my mobile as he came back and I went to freshen up.

When I came back he was still standing in the room.

"Why are you standing? Sit on the bed. Make yourself comfortable," I said.

"This is your house and I can't sit on the bed without your permission," he said and once again I started laughing loudly.

"You are something. Sit on the bed," I ordered and he sat on the bed.

"Do you want water?" I asked as I went towards the fridge and started taking out a bottle.

"I only drink warm water," he said and my eyes widened.

What ?

Who is this weird guy ?

"Okay. I will warm water for you," I said.

"No it is okay. You don't have to bother yourself," he said.

"It is not a bother," I said and went to kitchen to warm water for him and chuckled.

This guy.

In my thirty years of life I have never met someone like him.

I warmed the water, poured it in a glass and gave it to him.

"Thank you," he said.

"Coffee?" I asked.

"I only drink green tea," he said and I tried to controlled my laughter.

"I don't have green tea," I said.

"It's okay," he said as he drank the water and kept the glass on the table.

"So?" I tried to initiate a conversation.

"You want this?" I asked.

"I have never slept with anyone," he said and my eyes widened.

"What?" I asked.

"I already told you that it was my first kiss," he told me and I nodded in a yes.

First kiss.

I am the only one who has claimed those lips.

At first when I heard this I thought he doesn't like kissing but I didn't ever thought that he is a virgin.

"Nobody knows that I," he stopped midway.

"I got it," I said before he could say something.

"How old are you?" he asked.

"Thirty," I said and he looked at me.

"You don't look like thirty. You look so young," he said making me laugh.

"I love your laugh," he said and I stopped laughing and looked at him.

This was not the plan.

The compliments.

The small talk.

Whoever I bring here, we just directly fuckk and next day that person leaves.

It is always like that.

He came closer towards me removing the gap between us and held my hand and looked at our entwined hands and started caressing the back of my palm.

"How old are you?" I asked as he was still looking at our hands.

"Thirty five," he told me.

"For the first time in my life I am holding someone's hand like this," he said and I looked at him still caressing the back of my plan.

I don't know what to say.

Such a small thing like holding hand, means so much for him.

He took my hand near his mouth and softly kissed the back of my hand.

"I thought I will never ever be able to experience something like this," he said.

"Your hand feels so rough and strong," he continued.

Again I was speechless.

Nobody has ever complimented me like this.

Yes, I am used to hear that I am handsome but nobody ever took my hands and kissed it.

Everyone kissed my lips but never my hand.

"Maybe I took a spontaneous decision of bringing you here. I mean my mind was not in right place. I will drop you at your hotel," I said and his grip on my hand tightened.

And he looked confused.

His eyes told me he didn't expect me to say this.

"I mean you never did it with anybody. It is okay if you are waiting for somebody special," I clarified my earlier statement.

"At this moment nobody is more special than you. I want this with you," he said making me tongue tied.

"Okay...So I like being on top," I said.

I always cleared that I am a top so that there will be no confusion later from the time a guy forcefully try to put it in me as I didn't mention I was a top.

God saved me that day.

I cried and begged for him to stop but he was enjoying himself and didn't stop till I pushed him and kicked him out of my house.

For months that man haunted my dreams.

"I don't know what I am," he said and I nodded in understanding.

"But I liked you taking control of that kiss in the car," he told me making me smile.

"Tell me if you don't enjoy being the bottom and we will stop, okay?" I said and he nodded his head in a yes.

Suddenly he caressed my cheek.

"I wanted to caress this handsome face from the first time I saw you," he said once again making me speechless.

"You are so pretty," he complimented.

Pretty.

Nobody ever called me pretty.

Guys directly went to fuccking me.

They never complimented my beauty.

Yes, I used to hear I am so handsome but that too was a sign of a night with me but as soon we came to my house, they directly went to fuccking me.

"Uh..Thank you," I said as he removed his hand from my face.

"So let's start," I said as I removed my shirt and the look on his face made me smile.

"Almost your whole body is covered with tattoos," he said and he was right.

My breast, stomch, chest were covered by tattoo.

Only my hands and legs were not covered with tattoo.

I turned around to show him tattoo on my back.

"Wow," he complimented.

"Never give up, no matter how deep you fall," he read the lines written on my back as he caressed my back softly.

I shivered by the sudden touch of his and turned around and met his eyes.

"While you were having this tattoo it pained a lot, right?" he asked and now it was my turn to be surprised.

Many of them complimented me but nobody asked this.

"Yes. At that time it hurt a lot," I said as I remembered my past but came out of it before I dwell into it.

"Anyways, will we have sex with your clothes on?" I asked and he looked at himself.

"I..I..never open my shirt. I only open it in my room," he said making me laugh.

He is so shy and cute.

"You want to do it or not?" I asked.

"My body is not as beautiful as you," he said.

He was not fat or healthy but he had no abs and I knew it the first time I saw him.

His body was normally beautiful and fit.

"I like your body," I said as I went and stood in front of him.

"Can I?" I said as I walked towards him and he stood up and I  took his shirt in my hand.

"Yes," he said and I slowly started removing the buttons of his shirt.

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