“I want to know that your heart is still with me, Pooja. We have survived through many tides and the turbulence of the ocean has led us to this perfect green island where we can finally be together forever. I could kill myself if my own actions are what stop us from being what we are meant to be. I love you, Pooja, and you know that. I know you know that.” Rahul said. He had genuine sadness in his eyes. I suddenly begin to see the very same reasons why I fell for this man in the first place. The way he makes me feel like the most important thing in his life just blows me off my feet.

I knew his flaws right from the moment I met him. I have lived with it through the course of our relationship and it has led us to this moment. Rahul and I have something very special.

I almost jump when I feel his hand on my arm. He has moved close to me now and he is staring deeply into my eyes with his bright blue eyes which are slowly turning darker as he continues to stare into my eyes.

“I don’t want to lose you, Pooja” he says.

“I don’t want to lose you too” I reply, placing my hand over his and pressing his palm into the softness of my arm.

He can see that there is something off about me from my eyes. I assure him that all is well and that I am just tired and excited about the wedding. He hugs me and helps me take off my clothes. He even helps me into the shower and scrubs me.

Mid way through the scrubbing, Rahul begins to kiss my neck and trace his kisses down my back as the shower washes away the soap from my skin. Even though I know that it is Rahul with me in the shower, all my mind can think of is Ajit. I imagine that Ajit is running his beautiful soft tongue down my tender skin, kissing me like the best thing that ever happened to him. He puts his hands round my body and allows them glide up to my breasts, cupping them and slightly pinching my nipples. I let out a moan as I can feel his masculine heat on me albeit the cool water that is cascading down from my head to every part of my body.

He whispers sweet words into my ears. Even if I cannot hear any of them, I know they are telling me that I am the most beautiful woman in the world and every other set of words that sends my head spinning over my shoulders. His hands do down south and graze slightly over my bush which I only shaved seven days ago. I like to keep a clean trim of hair down there. And then oh… his finger fins the entrance of my vagina and start to play with my lips, making me shudder and begin to grind on his hard erection which I can feel on my lower back. It is so hard and I know that it wants to do many things to me.