There, she said it.
She wants him too.
Now!
Desperately!

With eyes closed..
Hand clamped with their wedding bond..
She pulled at the chain, rather harshly..
The friction reminded her of the mark he gave her in the afternoon.
Actually it reminded her of the exact moment he marked her...

The entire scene is etched in her memory..

The way his hand grabbed her waist...
The rough palm on her smooth skin..

Those beard of his grazing her neck..
Pricking deliciously..

His HOT breath on her cold skin...

Then...
When he bit..
She enjoyed the painful pleasure..

When he sucked..
She shivered in desire..

When he ran his tongue along her neck..and created small suctions along the way...
She never felt anything euphoric before..

She want those moments now.
Pulling her knees closer to her chest, she hugged them.
Didn't know why, but she felt helpless with this sudden warmness in her.
No..
Not warmth..
Its HEAT..

This HEAT is coiling like a spring in her, waiting to sprung out.

The only question is.. HOW? or When...

Her mind..
Her body..
Everything is out control right now..
She never felt this way before...

True, she was aroused physically and emotionally this afternoon, but that was different.
He was there!

Now, he isn't and she has no idea on how to deal with this emotions he evoked in her by just playing with words in his absence.

Its not she that she doesn't like it, she does but its so confusing at the same time.

Her body is reacting...
Her mind is responding...

There's goosebumps at the back of her neck..
Her heart's palpation is out of the world..
Those little toes of hers are curling beyond her own understanding.
And..
Sweet plump lips of hers...
Bit any harder, she will draw blood.

All these are so heavenly for her..
Uncomfortably HEAVENLY..
IS that even possible?

But that's the truth...

She is so hot and bothered right now..
She wants him to..
touch her...
kiss her..
hug her..

She wants him to be with her now.

It literally feels like..

She's missing a puzzle in her..
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Without him... she feels incomplete.

Its like she is trapped in a maze...
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Only he has the key to...release her...

She is the Question...the Enigma
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He is the Answer.. the Axiom..

She is Lost...
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ONLY He knows how to Find her.. Or where to Find her..

But!
How is it possible without his presence?

The entire confusion started because of his absence!

Her heart beating for him..
Her body yearning for his touch...
Her lips wanting his...

All these only by talking through phone?
How is this possible?

He on the other hand seems to handle all this pretty well..
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No, he doesn't understand...
how confused,
how frustrated,
how aroused..... she is right now..

From the moment he kissed her through the phone her heart isn't the same..

Now, when she did the same, his reaction was priceless.

Hearing his grunts and heavy breathing did something to her..

His plight gave her a sense of pride and satisfaction...

Knowing he is in need of her, made her feel victorious in this lonely cold night...

How dare he do this to her...
Sitting miles away...
In a rainy night...
Singing a song for her... 

Hearing those words in his voice...
Tingling and terrifying pleasure spread in waves through out her body..
She felt short of breath..

And...

He is responsible for all these sweet confusing torture...

This is not fair!

WHY should she suffer alone...
Let the Riddler be Riddled...
Let the Punisher be Punished..
Let him have a taste of his own Medicine...
Or is it Poison?

Everything thats happening to her now is unknown and new to her, yet she is enjoying this perculiar sensation thats surging like wildfire within her.

This dangerous game he is playing, threw her in a stormy sea of heated passion with the buoyancy of a rock and she could feel herself sinking....
Deeper..
And
Deeper...

If she is going to drown in this sea he threw her...
He is coming too..
Either to save her..
Or to sink with her..

M : Mama..
Her whispers were bullets to his hearts..

K : mmm...
His heart took in those bullets...more than willing..

M : (smooch)

There, she did it again..

Those bullets went in deeper...

K :......
He whimpered...tormented with desire.

'Kolehkaari' he called her..
True to his words...that's what she is doing now..

M : Mama...

She knows his silence meant a thousand unspoken words.

His silence spoke.
She heard.

M : Naa vendama?

She was quivering with excitement.
The vixen in her clapped at her audacity to turn the table at him.

Yes, two can play this game.

He needs to know what he is doing to her inexperienced body.

She learnt this from the best.
She learnt this from HIM.

K : Mullai....
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Nee...
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Yendi?..

All three words didn't make any sense, yet she understood.

He didn't understand what's happening.

A moment ago, she was a hot and bothered little vixen that he enjoyed her little tantrums.

All he did was to sing a song to pacify her.
God! This woman is going to be the death of him! More than once! Repeatedly!.

M : (smooch)...

K : ey.... (breathy whisper)

M : Nee thaaneh kethe...

She answered as innocent as possible but he knows better.

Now he understood why she asked him to stop when he did it. Repeatedly. Non stop.

K : theriyama kethuthen...

Now all her little tantrums and anger made sense.
He deserves this.
All of it.

M : naa terinji thaan kudethen...

K :Kolehkaari..

He laughed a little at her sweet revenge.

TBC