Warning: Next few updates can be graphic and depressive. But they will change the scenario.

He has held her waist from behind amd kissing her neck. Actually biting it at places.

Just few minutes ago she was standing alone in balcony when he came. That look he gave her scared her. Not in animalistic way but complete raw. His eyes raking her shamelessly. And the hard on he has in quite visible. She is left in frenzy. He touches her lips as if checking if she is delicate enough or the porcelain doll is done away for good. Is she still that burned or her fire is lost! When she trembles with his touch he gets his answer. She is same as before. Sujal turns her and pushes her to the adjacent wall. Keeping a show up.

His hand finds his way to her breast and he tightly presses it. Holding it and pinching it. Earning a dirty moan. Her lips are parched but her walls are wet. Her folds are wet. It is different. They act like two spent persons who when are thrown by others come to each other and start tearing clothes off and pouncing on each other like a hungry lion.

Just the way First Naina did and now now Sujal. Kashish seems happy with Piyush. She claims she likes him. So basically no hope for sujal and it frustrates her. So where to run he wonders. Finds Naina at home. Ponders whether he should go for it or not. Last time when he had his orgasm it was spectacular. He forgot everything. That bliss he wants again. And it is not bad. For both are same.....Hungry, famished, parched and lost not to forgot consumed.

He bites her shoulder while fondling her breasts. It gives her pleasant pain. Her sighs are loud and both like two horny teenagers are doing it. Her hands flat on wall runs here and there when he sucks on her weak spot.

'Lets..go. in.' Unable to form a sentence she coherently speaks. Sujal picks her up and comes in. Throwing her on bed he removes his clothing. Naina watches the show. This time what lingers in her mind is his view. That to ed body and muscles. Damn. He looks yummy. She wants to lick him. Soon he joins her stark naked. Her flesh rubbing itself on her thigh. It is not at all gentle but raw and crude. He has come to get a good fuck not to have sex. A raw vent out. A blind search for bliss. He pulls her leggings down and throws them. This time they land on *Eat That Frog*. Hardcover edition.

Holding her both legs he spreads them wide. His tongue goes in. Licking her. Warm and juicy. For a second Sujal feels like tasting nectar..he never acted in his life as such horny guy. But when he had sex before Naina. Actually he himself fucked his life.

He puts a stop to those thoughts. His tongue does its work and his hands does theirs. Naina is completely gone. She has no idea how to take over from here. She is at his mercy right now. He  kisses her folds while inserting his finger in.

'Ohh God..'

Soon he enters three together earning a loud shriek. He at once comes up and kisses her mouth to shut her. His fingers moves in and out and he kept kissing her. Tongues twirling and saliva running down. In a dirty way. In most dirty way he makes her cum. He looks at her. She seems to be at peace. As if now She is a normal person now. Sujal feels happy. Because as he sees Her, he finds his own reflection in her.

She comes over and pushes him down..taking his member in her mouth and kissing it lightly. Then taking it whole in. His head rolls back when she presses his other head in her mouth. She gives him good time and he enjoys every bit of it. Her mouth goes down and up on his length.

In a swift motion she puts him inside her. Her hands resting on his chest. He looks at her while she is riding him. Her mounds jumping with her and her hair all messy. She keeps riding until he holds and pushes down on bed drilling her from behind. His balls slapping her ass. Damn! This time it is much better than before. For next fifteen minutes he carries on his drill with this officer. When both falls, its blank for them. She has no idea who Naina Ahaluwalia is..and he has forgotten who kashish raheja is.

Their bodies almost limp lay there for next few hours. Nobody speaks a word but still the feeling is serene. Both are so calm. At peace. Either the fuck is too good or...There is nothing else except it. Both knows how to fuck their brains out. And it sure sends them in skies. Floating no idea who they are. Keeps on gliding until that feeling fades off.

No glance is exchanged nor words but Naina shifts bit closer to Sujal who on reflex covers her with his arm. Both sleeps tired but rejunavated. Every particle worn out but erupting those sparks.

Contrast and unusual.

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That evening was a way in..into her panties. Sujal shamelessly accepts this. She knows how to do it just the way he does. Her idle evenings have been a boon. He whenever feels like having sex he has her. Because after fucking he has no idea who the people in this house is. Damn! He even forgets his own room. It's bliss. That bliss he wants.

He is biting her earlobe while she types something on her laptop. Three times she has rejected him. But he keeps on trying because he knows his effect on her.

'Sujal. Move away. Its my last warning!'

But he never budges. Instead he gropes her breast. It enrages her.

Slap.

She has slapped him.

And the booze has washed off. He holds her hand roughly..

'How dare you slap me!'

'Are you really this insane? You...You are trying to force yourself on me. Do you realize this?'

'As If You were not enjoying!' His eyes blood red.

She is at loss. It...sure felt good. But the problem was he distracting her.

'You cant do this. I am not your toy.'

'What we have is mutual. Dont forget. I never questioned why you kissed me that day! Did I?'

It somewhere hurts her ego.

'Mr. Suja Grewal. Do you ever see yourself in mirror? What are you  implying? That I tried to force myself on you? I was acting like a nymph! God. I was drunk. But You were sober. You could have stopped.but you did not. Because you enjoyed that. You are so sick!'

He twists her hand behind her back.

'I am Sick! Look at you! What you are. You are no less than me. If I am fucked up,you are too. You were drunk but you wanted that. You wanted me to fuck you!'

She is silent. He is blaming her but he is right. Yes she wanted that...But the allegation is so brutal.

'Exactly. I was drunk. Mr. Grewal. Bit you are not. You dont have any right to point that night out and blame for every thing. This just proves you are more shallow than I.'

'I am shallow? Look at you naina. Just look at yourself in mirror. You are seeking your redemption in your dead brother. How shallow you can be!'

It shows her something She never wants to see..

'Dont compare yourself to me. Mr. Grewal. You..You are so selfish. Tou are spineless. You want Kashish so that you can be happy again. I am not like you. I am not like you.'

'Ohh Really! Then why are you hell bent on proving Naveen innocent? He is dead. His innocence won't bring him back. This is your lame excuse to live. At least I am not as petty like you. I have much fairer reason to live. I am not trying to seek my redemption. I am not trying to look great. I am not trying to be a great sister. I am not. I just wants my happiness. If Kashosh gives me happiness whats bad in seeking her! You know it. You are running after Naveen to give your meaning less life a cause. Even when You know that he never asked you to do this. Naveen is your escape.'

She again slaps him. This time he pushes her to adjacent wall. His face dangerously closer and furious.

'Dont. Ever. Raise. Your. Hand. At. Me'

'I'll. Leave me. What do you think who you are. I have not given you this right to judge me. Naveen bhaiya was my only support. After him I never had anyone. What do you think living life is easy? You live in this el dorado of yours! I perished alone. I saved my dignity with my broken hands. I saved my life with my crushed soul. And you say that Naveen Bhaiya is my escape! How can you stoop so low! You live on your dad' money. What are you? You cant even stand for yourself. You are telling me that my life is meaning less. Mr. Sujal grewal. First look at you. At least I have spine to fight this world. You could not even fight with your family! And your lover...the so called Kashish Raheja..she is another spineless creature like you. And You call me shallow! You are mlre shallow than I.'

This enrages him and he turns her. Slamming her into wall, He pulls his flyer down and her legging too. Holding her shoulders still He enters in her in a swift motion making her cry in pleasure. It makes her scream. But he doesn't stop. Her nails scratching wallpaper. She moaning in pleasure. He keeps moving in and out. Shaking her world. Upside down. He comes too sooner but keeps on going. Her cries going loud in room but he doesn't care. When her knees gives up he picks her up. Laying her on bed. Nuzzling her neck. His fingers rubbing her sore core.

She is silent. Her cheeks red with constant friction with wall....And his red with imprint of her two slaps. She pushes him off her. Going in bathroom....

Wondering why she enjoyed every moment of pain he gave her...God! That was exotic. Another level of sex. It becomes better and better the more they do it. They were bickering and soon they were fucking like rabbits.  What's wrong with her!!! Whats she becoming! Sadist or Masochist! Or some sick lunatic. God.....she needs to see a doctor soon. Way too soon.