"Ada!"
She lifted her head and saw him. She quickly wiped her tears as if she was embarrassed that he had caught her crying over him.
"You are all the same. You men are all the same; to you this is just a game."
He moved closer.
"I can explain"
She shook her head slowly.
"Well, I knew from the beginning that it was all fantasy, it was too good to be true. But I started hoping against all logical reasoning until I had my heart crushed. I was so silly to almost fall into the same trap, a second time.”
There were tears in her eyes.
"I am sorry." he moved closer and tried to hold her. She jerked off his hand.
"Go back to your girlfriend. She is beautiful, sophisticated and---"
“And I don't love her!" he yelled.
He held her by the shoulders and looked into her eyes. His eyes suddenly became sad. The same eyes she had seen that night and fallen in love with.
"Ada I don't love her, I never did. She was the cross I had to carry all my life." his voice became solemn and sad. "I had to put up with her all these years because of family pressure. My family couldn't accept my marrying any other person but her. But when I imagined how married life with her would be, all I saw was hell"
Ada started listening to him and suddenly she felt sorry for him. He continued.
"When my father fell sick, he made me the managing director of the family business and made me promise I would marry Debbie. I had no choice but to agree. I didn't want to break his heart. Life became gloomy and dull. I took my mind off my troubles by living a carefree life. Then I came across the most precious thing I had ever wanted in my life and everything changed. I fell in love; I fell in love with you."
He was looking directly into her eyes and the passion in his eyes was glaring. Ada took a deep breath. It seemed a huge weight has just been lifted off her. She looked into his eyes, they were filled with love. Finally, she was free, from all self-imposed barriers. She was in love with him and he was in love with her. That was all that mattered. With tears in her eyes, she flew into his arms.
"Oh I love you too, I love you. I was so scared of releasing my heart, but now it belongs to you."
He held her in his arms and rocked her like a baby. He kissed her lightly on the forehead and she felt the whole world fading and all that mattered was that finally, she was in the hands of her love and nothing would change that. He kissed her on the mouth and it seemed she was alone with him in the whole world and every other thing was distant. She snuggled against him, tasting the full sweetness of his mouth. She didn’t want to let him go, even for a moment. She didn’t even want to breathe. But he released her lips and said to her with his usual mischeivious smile;
“You make me hungry.”
She winked and replied. “Then eat me.”
She winked and replied. “Then eat me.”
And he did eat her. He turned her body into a landscape of pleasure. With his touches, with his kisses, he made her body quiver and crave for more. Her body was a canvas and he was the artist. He took her close to heaven several times and brought her back. He kissed her everywhere imaginable. Slowly, patiently, he explored her body; kneading, kissing, caressing as she held him closer, her hunger increasing with every touch. He was a mathematician and she was his equation. As his lips roamed towards the centre of pleasure, she let out a low groan and pulled her head closer. She wanted to feel him down there. She longed for his tongue to connect with her wetness. When he finally spoke into her core, it was bliss. He was a musician and she was his musical instrument. She sang to the tune their music with her moans. The music he made with her body was too sweet, she couldn’t take it anymore. She wanted to possess him as he had posses her. Gently, deftly, she removed his cloths. Then she started kissing him all over. He was giddy with pleasure. When he could take it no more, he lifted her and proceeded into the bedroom.
A few minutes later, their bodies united as they held on to each other in bliss. Their clothes were on the floor. They tasted the sweetness of each other’s body as they made passionate love with utmost urgency. She felt him in her, so deep it penetrated into her core. Their lovemaking was music; it was pleasure, it was sheer bliss. As she climaxed, he reached out to her and whispered into her ear.
“Baby I love you.”
Minutes later, they lay side by side on the bed, their sated bodies gleaming under the bedroom light. She snuggled against him with satisfaction. He kissed her on the fore head.
“I wish we could be like this forever.” Her voice penetrated the blissful silence.
“We will be together forever, until death do us part.”
She looked into his eyes. “What do you mean?”
He smiled lightly as he played with her tousled hair.
“Let’s get married.”
She couldn’t say anything. The joy she felt in her heart was too big for words. She could only smile and nod her head.
There would be problems, challenges but together they would overcome them and show the world that nothing could be stronger than love. For once in a long time, she felt a sense of awakening, of refreshing. As long as their love remained strong they would sail through the storm.
He slept in her house that day. The following morning, he held her hand and led her out of the house.
“Where are we going?”
“We are going to my family to introduce you.”
“As what?”
“As my fiancée”
She laughed for the joy in her heart was abundant. He laughed too, for he had finally found the most precious thing he had ever wanted. This time nothing would come in between him and his love, not his background, not even family sentiments, for their love was beyond sentiments.
