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“What do you mean?” she asked with a frown.
“Do you remember how she was after Dheer betrayed her? She was broken from the inside. And it took us ages to put her back together again.”
“Of course, I remember. I was there with her every step of the way,” she said sharply.
“And if I had made a move on you, it would have worked out in one of two ways. Either my anger against your whole family would have screwed up our relationship and destroyed your friendship with Diya, or we’d be together for a long time, and possibly even get married, which was even worse…”
“Thanks,” she interjected drily.
“Because,” I went on, ignoring the interruption. “That would have brought Dheer back into her sphere. You were close to your brother. I couldn’t expect you to cut him out of your life for my sake, which meant that the families would have to meet occasionally. And it would have absolutely destroyed Diya to be around him even rarely. I love my sister way more than I love myself, Isha. So I did what I had to do to protect her. I’d sacrifice my very life for her if I had to. Instead, I sacrificed my chance at love.”
Isha backed away from me until her back hit the wall behind her.
“You sacrificed me, instead of her,” she said slowly.
“No! I had no idea how you felt about me, Isha! Because I never bothered to find out. Until that night, you gently stroked my lip to wipe the mayo off. And kissed me back when I gave into temptation,” I replied.
“So you really weren’t disgusted by my flab?”
“What flab?” I yelled in frustration. “You always were and still are a very beautiful woman, Isha! When I look at you, I don’t see rolls or flab. I see curves that I’m dying to worship. I see a woman made to be loved. I don’t know why you persist in seeing yourself negatively, but I don’t look at you like that. Trust me, baby.”
Isha hugged herself around the middle tightly and stared blankly into the distance.
“I want to believe you, Veer. But I don’t know if I can. You’re asking me to change the belief system of a lifetime,” she said weakly.
I walked up to her slowly, took her by the hand, and walked her to the dressing table.
“How about we start by working on the wrong belief you’ve had for the past five years then?” I asked as I stood behind her with my hands on her shoulder.
She stared at me wide-eyed as my hands started moving south.
“What are you doing?”
‘Proving to you once and for all how much I want you,” I replied. “Only if you want it, though. Do I have your permission?”
Isha stared at me in the mirror and I stared back at her hungrily as I wound my hands around her waist and stepped even closer. Her hair was still in the ornamental plait, which gave me full access to her neck. I began nibbling my way down the side of her neck, as I moved my hands up slowly to cup her full breasts.
“I’ve been aching to touch these for years,” I murmured, squeezing them firmly, teasing the nipples with my thumbs.
My body responded immediately and I rubbed my rock-hard dick into the curve of her ass.
“There’s your evidence, baby. Can’t deny that,” I said, with a soft laugh.
She flushed with desire and turned around to face me, staring deeply into my eyes. I don’t know what she saw in my eyes, but hers widened with something that seemed like wonder. Slowly, she wound her hands around my neck and raised her face to mine.
Finally, I kissed her fiercely, pouring all my pent-up desire and frustration into the kiss, and she kissed me back with fervour. I put my hands around her waist and lifted her up without breaking the kiss and she wound her legs around my hips willingly.
I walked her over to the bed and she dragged her mouth from mine to let out a little scream.
“You’ll hurt your back,” she squealed. “I’m too heavy.”
“You’re going to pay for that remark,” I warned her. “I’m going to punish you every time you say something bad about this gorgeous body.”
Isha rolled her eyes at the idea.
“What? Are you going to spank me for talking shit about myself now?”
“Yes,” I declared.
