Jay stood at the balcony of his apartment, frowning deeply. He had known Reena was difficult.
Look how long it took him to make her accept him, to be his girlfriend- nearly three months after he had first met her at the niteclub.
Because of her, the club almost became his second home as that was the only place she chose to hang out with him.
Later, when she finally agreed to visit him at home, he had been elated. He felt then that he was getting somewhere with her for by this time, he had become quite obsessed with her.
He thought of her all day long even at work when he was at important meetings.
He wanted more than anything to make her his, body and soul.
So, why was she acting this way, he wondered.
Four months of dating, of spending time and doing things together, yet the one thing he wanted so much from her was denied him.
"You can't!" she would push him away whenever he wanted something more than a kiss.
Her rejection was driving him crazy as he was finding it nearly impossible being with her and all he could do was hold her hand.
What was he, a bloody monk?
About a week later, one evening, he decided to thrash the issue out once and for all.
"Please, Reena! Stop pushing me away, baby! I love you and want you so bad, it's driving me crazy!" he said as he sat by her on the couch in his living room.
"Why are you guys so obsessed with sex? Can't we have a relationship without that?" she queried.
"It's a way of showing how I feel about you- in a physical way. Obviously, it's like you don't feel the same way about me," he said in a petulant tone.
She looked at him askance, her brows raised.
"And what's that supposed to mean?" she asked.
"It shows you don't love me. That you don't want to commit yourself to me."
Reema sighed, and taking his hand, said:
"Is doing what you want the only way of proving my love for you? "
"One of the ways. Look, babe, maybe you are
worried I'll just sleep with you and dump you. I can never do that to you. I love you too much for that."
She was silent for a while.
"Thing is, Jay, where I come from, sex before marriage is not allowed."
"For real? Seriously? Girl, this is 2016 not 1916! That's really old school thinking. Your village is still stuck in the past," he said, smiling.
Then holding her by the shoulders, he said:
"Reena, I love you very much. Being with you makes me feel like I've won the lottery. So? Will you continue to deny me?"
And he drew her to him and kissed her. Her slim arms wound round his neck, her hand caressing the back of his head.
Tentatively, he began unbuttoning her blouse, thinking she might push him away as usual. But she stayed still; even when his hand slipped inside and felt her soft, succulent breasts he had been dying to have a feel and taste of.
With her bra off, her breasts sprang free and he feasted his eyes on them for a moment before his eager lips descended on an enticing nipple...
To be continued...
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