Lust story. : My entry for the Get Published contest
" Same time and day, next week. My place." Aditya said while getting dressed.
"Hmmm..." she said lost in her thoughts. Content and satisfied thoughts.
He bent down and kissed her on her forehead. Naina loved it when he did that. A smile comes upon her face every time his lips touch her forehead.
Off he went to work while she stayed back nursing the smile on her face.
Last night played out in front of her eyes. He couldn't peel his eyes off her. In the short red dress, she was dressed to kill and he was her target. And going by the look on his face, she was having the desired effect.
It was lust in its purest form in his eyes.
Lust! That's what describes their relationship the best. No strings attached they called it. Attraction lead to sharing beds but not hearts.
"The day you fall in love with me, this ends." she had told him.
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This is my entry for the HarperCollins–IndiBlogger Get Published contest, which runs with the inputs from Yashodhara Lal and HarperCollins India
"Hmmm..." she said lost in her thoughts. Content and satisfied thoughts.
He bent down and kissed her on her forehead. Naina loved it when he did that. A smile comes upon her face every time his lips touch her forehead.
Off he went to work while she stayed back nursing the smile on her face.
Last night played out in front of her eyes. He couldn't peel his eyes off her. In the short red dress, she was dressed to kill and he was her target. And going by the look on his face, she was having the desired effect.
It was lust in its purest form in his eyes.
Lust! That's what describes their relationship the best. No strings attached they called it. Attraction lead to sharing beds but not hearts.
"The day you fall in love with me, this ends." she had told him.
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This is my entry for the HarperCollins–IndiBlogger Get Published contest, which runs with the inputs from Yashodhara Lal and HarperCollins India
Hi Upasana,
ReplyDeleteWhat a beginning to a story.
Lust is a part, and not central to, of life. The last line tempts the reader that there's going to be some sparks flying off.
Nice entry, best wishes for the contest.
Regards
Jay
http://road-to-sanitarium.blogspot.in/