He was angry and hard. 

His hand gripped her wrist tightly, and Bondita tried not to lose her focus and get lost in how passionate this entire scenario was. 

Not yet... if she gave in, he would go back to his careful self. She wanted him to unleash himself on her to the greatest of extents.

So she pulled her arm, trying to escape Anirudh's grip, but he only held on tighter. 

"How... did... you... spell... barrister... wrong?" he repeated, gritting his teeth ever so slightly, anger in his eyes. 

The one word she should have got right more than any other! 

Bondita looked away from him, not answering him. 

"ANSWER ME BONDITA!" he yelled, and she could feel his erection twitch against her navel. 

Oh God. She was soaking wet too. 

This was an incredibly difficult game to stay focused in!

"I don't know," she just said, and tried to pull her arm again, but he pulled her even closer, so that her mouth was only a few inches away from his. 

She wanted to moan, this was so hot, but she bit down on her tongue instead. 

"BONDITA!" he yelled darkly, and she could feel droplets coming out of his mouth onto hers. 

"I must not have known the spelling," she said simply, knowing that this would enrage him more. 

What would bother him more than something related to their dreams of her becoming a barrister? 

The amount that she was pushing him was beyond limits, but Bondita knew one thing -- no matter how angry he was he would never hurt her to an extent that could give him guilt. Her Pati Babu wasn't like that. 

Anirudh looked at her, his heart raging with fury over her just saying that she must not have known the spelling to barrister!  

Was she kidding him? 

Anirudh knew, of course he did, that she was playing a dangerous game with him. She was pushing his buttons to make him lose his self-control completely. 

He was well aware of this fact. 

How couldn't he know? She was his Bondita, the one he knew better than himself. 

However, despite knowing this, her plan was still working. 

He was absolutely angry, and incredibly hard for her. 

If he didn't know with full certainty that what she was doing was intentional and it was what she wanted, Anirudh would never hold her so close to him. He would never touch her like this. He would never ever do what he was about to do next. 

Even now, everything he was doing was because he knew she wanted it along with him. Even now, he was holding her with anger and desire, but only out of love. 

"You're telling me that you didn't know how to spell BARRISTER?" he bellowed, and she closed her eyes as she felt the droplets on her mouth again -- oh, she was thirsty. She was thirsty for more. 

"I guess... not..." she murmured, and she opened her eyes again, looking at him, trying not to let the desire show on her face. 

Anirudh looked down at her lips. They were parted open slightly, almost like they were waiting for him. 

She was torturing him slowly, and in the most sexiest of ways. 

"HOW DOES THE FUTURE BARRISTER BABU BONDITA NOT KNOW HOW TO SPELL BARRISTER?" Anirudh yelled. 

Bondita looked at him and she just shrugged again. She struggled against his hand again and somehow, she managed to pull her arm out of his tight grip. 

She was about to turn around and go, reluctantly, because she was so wet, when she heard his enraged footsteps approach her from behind and grab hold of both of her arms, turning her around, right next to a bookshelf. 

"You're not going anywhere," he hissed. 

"Why?" she asked simply. 

"Because I said so," he told her darkly. 

"Just because I spelled barrister wrong?" she asked, raising her eyebrow. 

"Because... I... said... so," he repeated angrily. 

Bondita's heart was hammering hard inside her chest and she was about to leave again, when he placed both his arms on either side of her, his hands laying flat against the shelf, blocking her exit. 

Bondita tried not to gulp, or let it show just how turned on she was by all of this. 

Anirudh eyed her -- all day, she had been torturing him. All day, she had ignored him, and now she was pushing his buttons purposefully. He knew how she was. However, his buttons were getting pushed. Her plans were all working. 

"You've made a mistake, right? Then be brave enough to take your punishment for it," he hissed. 

Bondita nearly fainted from his words! He was finally speaking in her language! She was so happy! 

A blush reached her cheeks, and she tried hard to hide it but it was becoming incredibly difficult. 

"What will you make me do? Write barrister a thousand times over and over again?" she asked, almost teasing him. 

Those were the punishments that always came to his mind anyways. 

Anirudh looked at her, his gaze softening slightly, but he was firm. He needed to be. If he softened, then she would run away from him, and his frustration would only increase. 

He leaned closer to her, bringing his face next to hers, and he whispered into her ear, "Badmaash Bondita, you deserve another punishment today." 

Her heart was leaping so high! 

"How do you spell barrister, Bondita?" he asked, his breath tickling her ear. 

Her cheeks grew warmer and she whispered back, "B... a... r... i... s... t... a... r." 

Of course, on purpose. She was having a fun time with this. 

This seemed to anger Anirudh again and he moved his face back, glaring at her with his intense eyes.

"You're loving this aren't you?" he snapped angrily. 

Bondita just looked at him innocently, and he stepped towards her, his erection once against firm against her body. She could feel how it was increasing in size just as he pressed his body against hers.

Anirudh took her hand and placed it over the bulge in his pants.

"Do you see what you did? How will you fix this Bondita?!" he yelled and she just gave him an innocent look as she stroked it slightly.

She lifted her hand off and was about to go, but he grabbed her arms and pinned them against the bookshelf.

"No, absolutely not," he growled.

There would be no circumstance in which he would let her go today, unless she really wanted to go, then he would never ever force her. But he knew that she would be forcing herself to go right now. 

All of her fantasies were finally coming to life right in front of her, and that too, with Anirudh desperate to fulfill them. 

Bondita looked at him innocently, once again. 

Oh that look. That look of utter innocence, even if it was false, made him lose control of himself completely. 

It was broken. 

Anirudh Roy Choudhary's self-control was gone. 

He pressed on her hands which were pinned against the bookshelf, and he leaned close to her mouth, his lips brushing over hers slightly. 

"You bad girl," he murmured. 

She blushed and tried to not press herself on him, which would give away her desire. 

Bondita parted her lips slightly against his mouth, tempting him further, and he just groaned. 

"Fuck," he swore, and smashed his lips further into hers hungrily, and Bondita's heart jumped. 

She really had pushed him beyond all limits today! He was even swearing! 

She almost teased him by asking if this, swearing, was the lesson her teacher wanted to give his student, but he didn't give her a chance to speak. 

His tongue entered fast, seizing control of her mouth, as his hands grabbed her cheeks, his body pressing hard against hers, with her back being pushed against the shelf. 

Bondita tried not to respond to his kisses, but it was hard. She was losing control herself. 

Anirudh moved his hand over the pallu on her head and removed it, before grabbing her blouse which connected to the part of her saree over her shoulder, trying to pull it down her arm, as he kissed her desperately. 

He broke the kiss, realizing that her saree was pinned against her shoulder. It was too much work -- the blouse and pallu had come to the corner of her shoulder by now, but he didn't have time to waste. 

He dug his face into the crook of her neck, sucking on and biting the skin there, making Bondita finally let out a moan. 

Anirudh's heart fluttered, as he finally got confirmation that his Bondita was enjoying this. He knew of course, that she was secretly enjoying every moment, but it still made his heart feel more at ease when she verified it with her moans. 

Her hands ran up his back, as he pulled the top pleats of her saree over her chest down, exposing her cleavage to him. He removed the top few hooks of her blouse, and reached inside, pulling her breasts out from over her blouse, the material of her saree lightly flapping against them. 

Bondita knew that the way he pulled on the pleats of her saree, definitely made it rip against the pin over her shoulder, but she was not going to complain. This was worth all the ripped sarees! 

Anirudh lifted his face from her neck and looked at her hungrily, and she just blushed -- she couldn't pretend anymore. 

"I'm not going to spare you today Bondita," he warned darkly, and she blushed even harder, as he grabbed her breast tightly. 

"I don't believe you," she provoked, "You will spare me. You will stop halfway, or you will go very easy on me." 

Anirudh couldn't help it, a small smile reached his lips, and he said, "No missy, I haven't started to stop today. I'm not leaving until I..." he leaned closer to her ear and murmured, his breath tickling her ear, "Fuck you hard." 

Bondita grinned happily, finally eager to see this shade of her Pati Babu. 

"Then show me what you can do, otherwise I won't believe you," she whispered to him, her body trembling against his as he caressed her breast. 

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I hope you enjoyed this part! I was busy today, but I still wrote what I could because I saw how many of you were eager for this!  

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Also, I've started a new story about the reincarnation of Anidita (a mysterious and romantic tale of them in modern times), so take a look at that if you're interested. It's on my profile! 

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