"Make love with me," Radhika whispered.

"Radhika....." Her words stirred a strong, unending desire in Arjun.

They were just eighteen; as he thought his best friend ever since he remembered, his girlfriend for five years really ready for him? For this big step? For the next level?

"Are you sure? I am in no hurry, Radhika," he asked her cupping her cheek delicately in his hands as he dropped a kiss on top of her head.

She whispered," I want you, we have waited too long," she slipped her hand up over his chest and neck to touch his cheek.

He couldn't say no to her now. Arjun had vowed to always give Radhika everything, taking care of all her wishes even before she voiced them.

He simply loved it when she looked at him with her big, brown eyes. He felt as if his world was within her, he could lose himself in its depths forever. His eyes found her to be a pure beauty with beautiful long, silky black hair that he loved to run his hands through, her soft features that he simply couldn't resist but kiss and cute delectable body that always managed to arouse him.

He had loved her unrestrictedly and fully since she, a little girl of two had punched him in his shoulder while playing in the park. He knew, he was whipped and would move mountains to be with her.

Radhika was his; always and forever.

Arjun groaned as he gathered her in his arms, his lips finding hers in an abandoned passion. The kiss seemed to have mingled their souls, molding their bodies within each other.

Her mouth tasted of woman, so sweet and warm; he had to fight the urge to devour her. Her taste made his senses crumble in sheer delight.

Radhika poured her heart into that one kiss. She loved him; he was just eighteen but tall, dark-haired, a body showing the physical signs of becoming a man.

Radhika smiled as she thought of his not so subtle way of asking her parents' permission to marry her. Her parents had laughed it off but later her mother confided in her, she knew one day he would be hers and she would be his. After all, he was all she ever had, ever needed.

To say, she was happy would be an understatement. She knew her Arjun was possessive for her and she loved him for his over protectiveness. It made her feel wanted, cherished and loved. She had found her bliss and she was now ready to give her everything, her virtue to her love.

Her friend, companion, confidante, lover. She would never want anyone else, she did not have place for anyone else; not in her life, in her heart or soul.

Her body wrapped around her heart, as she wrapped around him and offered herself to him totally freeing herself from any reservation.

It was not a spur of the moment decision but a decision she had arrived after long debates with herself and now finally, she was ready to be his in the true, primal form. He was her support. He was her rock, her knight in the shining armor.

She trusted him, loved him unconditionally. Her life seemed to have started and ended with him. She became lost in need and longing as her lips parted, inviting; their tongues touched and danced, arousing their inner love for each other.

Arjun buried his face at her throat as he whispered," You're so beautiful."

He was lost, he couldn't control himself. He had to taste her, his hands roamed up and over her subtle curves.

"Delicious," he moaned as slipped her blouse off her one shoulder and let his lips wander there.

He nuzzled her neck, as her sigh became a moan. Her bouts of pleasure urged his longing. He wanted her, she was entirely his.

The touch of his fingertips against her stomach sent jollying waves of dangerously intense delight surging through her. His tongue followed his fingers, licking, sucking her collarbone.

A gentle nip, a soft lick of his tongue and she was floating. He licked his way towards her smooth cleavage as Radhika cried out in pure, unheeded pleasure.

He looked at her as if asking for permission to continue. Radhika simply nodded her head, too lost in his sensual biddings.

"I love you so much, Radhika," he murmured as his tongue and lips circled around her chest, gradually getting closer to the red buds at the center. Her breath caught and her hand came up to his head as his kisses found her nipples, tongue circling first one, then the other over her bra, providing it friction that simply caused her arousal to heighten.

She exploded with pleasure as she dug her nails on Arjun's back, arching her back, their moans coming out in a sweet symphony.

"I love you, Arjun," she said as she pulled him back up to her, their lips meeting again. Needs sprang up everywhere, all at once. He ripped off her lace bra with his teeth and when his teeth nicked her tip, she exploded in wonderful release.

He kissed her chest, lavishing great, detailed attention to every little corner. Arjun wanted time to stop; he loved her so much, it was surreal.

God, she was sweet and beautiful.

He caught her rosy bud between his teeth, holding it prisoner, and teased her till she steeped in passion and want.

Radhika closed her eyes as her back arched on its own, she knew only of the sensations that were coursing through her entire being, there were no thoughts, a fire shivered inside her plunging her in the dark abysses of pure pleasure.

And suddenly he was off her standing on the side, looking at her with eyes filled with hatred and revulsion.

"H-Arjun, what happened?" Radhika looked at him with wide eyes, as she sat half naked trying to understand his sudden withdrawal.

"I should have known, once a whore always a whore," Arjun said as his hands molded themselves into tight fists.

The coldness in Arjun's voice stirred Radhika, she couldn't believe what he was saying. Did he just call her what she thought he did. A....but why? What had she done?

"What happened, why are you calling me those names?" Radhika asked him as she wrapped herself with her shirt.

"You can stop the acting, my seemingly innocent Radhika," Arjun's anger was replaced by a look of contempt," all these years I thought I knew you but you backstabbed me."

"What the hell, how can you accuse me of something like that? You know I have always loved you," Radhika screamed at him.

She couldn't believe her ears, was she dreaming? Her best-friend, her love was hurling such abuses at her.

She could feel the aching burn of her emotions in the hot tears that threatened to flood her eyes. But, she wouldn't show them to him. She knew this was some misunderstanding.

"What could you possibly know about loving someone- you filthy...you disgust me," Arjun yelled at her furiously as he picked up a glass and threw it on the wall, splattering the water all around them.

"And you do? What is wrong with you," Radhika asked him her panic level increasing, in all the years they had been together she had never seen him this angry. What had she done?

He looked at her, his mouth twisting cynically as he gave her a cold disgusting look, "No wonder you were so eager to jump into my bed. Why? Lover boy isn't here to fulfill your disgusting desires, you tramp."

"How dare you?" she took two steps towards him and slapped him right across his cheek.

Arjun smiled as he twisted her wrist in his hands, "I loved you, you were my everything but you...what did you do...here is your evidence; we are over, never try to contact me again. You Radhika Verma are dead for me," he flicked some photos on her face and strode away from her through her bedroom door, out of her life, leaving her all alone.

Radhika picked up the photos and slumped down onto the floor, her eyes filled with tears of rage as shame spilled in her very soul.

In the photo:

There was she; her eyes shut, pinned to the wall with Arjun's friend Brandon's mouth fastened on hers and his hand under her shirt groping her mercilessly.