Chapter 3: Succumbing to Temptation
Things came to a head six months later, when they were working on a project. One of the other trainees had made a critical mistake and she had to redo the entire project plan. It was Friday and the submission deadline was the following Monday. She groaned at what looked like an all-nighter.
"Need a hand?" Aryan asked as the rest of the team started leaving for the day.
"Thanks Aryan, I think I am good. I may have to work all night, but I got this. You go along. Don't have to cancel your weekend plans for this." She said with a smile.
"I don't have any plans, really. Besides, two heads are better than one right? With both of us working on it, we may be able to finish it in a few hours and you won't have to pull an all-nighter." Aryan volunteered.
Sukriti hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Okay, you're right. Let's do this."
She decided to start from the beginning. They had to find the mistake first before they could fix it. Two hours later, they still hadn't found the mistake. She was getting frustrated.
"How about we take a break and order in some food? We can look at it with fresh eyes and a break can't hurt." Aryan said.
"You know what. You are right. We are going around in circles and a break is exactly what we need." She said, pulling out her phone and dialing the pizza place they always ordered from.
As they waited for the food, they chatted lightly, catching up on each other's lives. But the tension between them was palpable, the air charged with an unspoken energy. They were alone in the office, the rest of the team having left for the weekend.
The pizza arrived, and they dug in, their hunger getting the better of them. They ate in comfortable silence, the tension between them slowly dissipating.
Sukriti leaned back in her chair, her stomach pleasantly full. "Thanks for the help, Aryan," she said, offering him a small smile.
Aryan shrugged. "No problem. It's been fun working with you again. It's like old times, but better." He paused, his eyes locked onto hers, a heated gaze that made her breath hitch. "I've missed you, Sukriti."
"I've missed you too." she said smiling awkwardly.
They sat silently, the tension between them palpable.
"Let's find that darned mistake," He said finally, breaking the tension, "it's not going to find itself and I don't want to be at the office all night, if we can help it."
"Good idea," she said, leaning forward and pushing the cold pizza box away. She had to admit, he was right. They needed to get the work done and out of the way before they could relax. She was glad he had grown up and had prioritized work over what she knew they both wanted.
They worked for another hour, cross-referencing reports and going through the data meticulously. Finally, Aryan let out a triumphant "Eureka!" as she spotted the mistake.
"Well, it seems our colleague has a bit of a numerical dyslexia," he said, pointing at the mistake. "Looks like they've mixed up the numbers."
"Damn, you are right." Sukriti said, "I can't believe I missed that. Good job."
"Finally, some good news." Aryan said, throwing his hands up in triumph. "Fixing the rest of the proposal should be easy now."
Sukriti stood up and stretched, the adrenaline draining as the stress of the past few hours finally dissipated. She felt the tension in her shoulders, the ache in her neck.
"Why don't you take a break boss? I will have the rest of the proposal fixed in an hour or so. That's just one person's work. You can review it once I am done." Aryan suggested watching the stress leave her face.
"You sure?" She asked, "I was about to suggest you can leave. I can take over and get it fixed from here."
"Not a chance. Detective Aryan found the culprit. He's going to see the case through." he said, crossing his arms over his chest, a smug smile playing on his lips.
"Alright Sherlock, have at it. And thanks, I could take a walk and clear my head." Sukriti said, finally giving in, "I will come back with coffee. Thanks again."
"Don't mention it Boss" Aryan said cracking his knuckles, ready to attack the proposal.
Sukriti took the elevator to the ground floor and make her way to the jogging tracks. The night air was crisp and she was immediately when she stepped out of the building. The jogging path was well lit and quiet, the perfect place for her to clear her mind.
As she walked, her mind went through the past few hours. Aryan had been God sent. She wasn't sure she would have caught the mistake. She had been too close to the project and had missed it. His fresh eyes had caught it. He had just saved her hours... maybe the whole weekend of work, because there was no telling how long it would have been before she caught the mistake.
And he was right, two heads were better than one and his fresh eyes had caught the mistake that she had missed. She owed him one.
An hour later, she made two coffees from the coffee machine in the lobby and rode the elevator to their office. When she entered the office, Aryan got out of his chair and stood smugly, both his hands on his hips, like he was Superman or something, a big grin on his face.
"What's with the grin Sherlock?" Sukriti asked, raising an eyebrow as she placed the coffee cups on the table.
"Just finished the proposal." he said, his eyes dancing with pride, "And you owe me big this time. There was another mistake we had missed, a bigger one this time." Aryan said.
"Really? Another mistake?" She couldn't believe she had missed two mistakes.
"Yup. It's all ready for you to review boss." He said getting out of the chair and inviting her to check the proposal.
She slipped into his chair and started going through it. He leaned over her shoulder and pointed where the other mistake was and how she would have wasted hours doing the proposal only to find it was wrong. Then she would have had to start all over again.
She nodded as she scanned the proposal, "Damn, You're right Aryan. I do owe you big time."
She continued going through the document and stood up ten minutes later, impressed with the work. He had not just fixed the proposal, he had made it even better.
"You did it!" She shrieked happily and hugged him.
He held her as she screamed in happy excitement, the proximity of her body sending electricity
through his. He could feel her breasts against his chest and it was all he could do not to kiss her right then and there.
"Thanks Aryan, I mean it. You're a lifesaver." Sukriti gushed, pulling away slightly to look at him.
"I told you I had your back. You're welcome." Aryan said, his eyes locked onto hers.
She bit her lip, her eyes flickering between his. She could feel the chemistry, the tension. She knew he could too. An awkward moment passed while he held her, before she leaned in and kissed him.
It was gentle at first, a peck on the lips, but the moment their lips touched, it deepened. He groaned, opening his mouth to her, his tongue exploring hers. He pulled her closer, his hands roaming over her back, her hips, her ass. She responded, her body melting into his, her hands fisting his shirt.
The kiss was hot and heavy, full of pent-up desire, old memories and months of denying and suppressing their desire. It was a kiss that promised more, much more.
They stripped each other in a frenzy, their mouths locked, not wanting to break a kiss that felt like heaven.
Aryan pushed Sukriti back against the desk, his hands roaming over her body, fondling her breasts, her ass, her hips, as if trying to memorize every curve, every softness. Sukriti moaned into his mouth, her fingers digging into his back, nails raking against his skin.
He lifted her up and sat her on the edge of the desk, spreading her legs wide. He stepped back, his eyes raking over her body, taking in every inch of her. "Fuck, Sukriti, you're even more beautiful than I remember," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
He ran his hands up her thighs, his touch sending shivers through her body. He gripped her hips, his thumbs digging into her flesh as he spread her wider. She gasped as she felt the cool air on her pussy, the heat of his gaze making her wetter.
"God, how I missed this," she groaned when his tongue entered her. He was on his knees between her legs, his face buried in her pussy. He licked and sucked at her clit, his tongue rough and unforgiving, just the way she liked it. Within minutes, she could feel her orgasm building, her breath coming in short gasps.
"Cum for me, princess," he said into her pussy, addressing her with a name she hadn't heard for years. She gasped as he bit down on her clit, sending her over the edge.
"Fuck, Aryan!" she screamed, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. He held her hips steady, not letting her pull away as he continued to lick and suck her through her orgasm.
He kept eating her as she came down from her orgasm, only to be rocked by a second wave, and then a third, and a fourth, just like their first time all those years ago. She was a writhing, moaning mess on top of the desk, completely at his mercy.
Finally, he pulled away, his face and chin glistening with her juices. He stood up, his cock rock hard and ready.
"Fuck, how I have missed the sweetness of your pussy, Su," he said licking his lips, "I could eat you all night."
"No way Sherlock, I want you in me. Now. That's an order."
Sukriti breathed out, her voice thick with desire. She felt like she was on fire, her body aching for him.
"Yes boss," Aryan said grinning, rubbing his cock against her opening, lubricating it. He grabbed her hips, pulling her closer, the tip of his cock nudging her entrance. "Fuck, you're so wet."
"You did that," Sukriti panted, her nails biting into his forearms, her legs spread wide, ready to take him in. "Do it Aryan, fuck me."
He thrust in with one swift motion, filling her completely, the sensation of her hot, tight pussy enveloping him sending shockwaves through him. "Fuuuck," he groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head. He started to move, slowly at first, savoring the feel of her around him.
"Guess what Boss, I don't have a condom today either." He said starting to move in and out of her, "and you know I still don't pull out."
"You better not pull out, Aryan," Sukriti said, her breath coming in short gasps, her body already on fire with need. "I will fire you if you do."
"No you won't boss," he said picking up the tempo, "who will fix your proposals if you fire me."
"Stop talking you smug son of a bitch and fuck me,"
Sukriti panted, her hips meeting his thrust for thrust.
Aryan chuckled, his hands tightening on her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. "You're still a dirty little thing aren't you princess?" he said, his voice husky with desire.
"Shut up and fuck me, Aryan," she growled, her body on fire, her pussy clenching around his cock with every thrust.
He obliged, driving into her harder, slamming her back against the desk with each thrust. The sound of their bodies coming together filled the room, along with their moans and groans of pleasure. Aryan leaned over Sukriti, his body covering hers as he thrust into her, his hips slapping against hers. His cock was huge inside her, stretching her, filling her completely. She could feel every inch of him as he moved in and out of her, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her body.
"Fuck, you feel so good, Su," Aryan groaned, his eyes locked onto hers. "I've missed this so damn much."
"Me too," Sukriti panted, her hands gripping his ass, her nails digging into his flesh. "Fuck me harder, Aryan.
Make me feel every inch of you." Sukriti groaned, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. She could feel the heat building in her core, her body tensing as she approached the edge.
Aryan grunted, his body slipping with sweat as he pounded into her with a renewed vigor. He gripped her hips tighter, the skin-to-skin contact sending sparks of pleasure through both of them. He fucked her harder, faster, their bodies slapping together with each thrust.
Sukriti moaned, her head thrown back, her eyes closed as she surrendered to the pleasure coursing through her veins.
"Yes, Aryan, just like that. Fuck me harder."
Aryan's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he slammed into her, his body moving like an unforgiving machine. "You like that, don't you, princess? You like my big cock fucking you raw."
"Fuck yes, Aryan," she moaned, her body tensing, her muscles clenching around his cock as he pounded into her, "I am so close Aryan, Oh God, yes." Aryan could feel it, the way her pussy was gripping him, milking him, her body on the verge of another orgasm.
"Cum for me, Su," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
"Oh FUCKKKKKKK!" she screamed , her body convulsing as she came.
He pulled out of her just as her orgasm hit. He lifted her legs and wrapped his mouth around her pussy as she erupted, her pussy shooting fountains in his mouth. He lapped at her, swallowing every drop of her orgasm. She came for him, yelling his name, a string of curses and moans escaping her lips. He worked her pussy with his tongue, sucking on her clit, and thrusting his tongue in and out of her. She was a writhing mess on the desk, panting, moaning, and squirming.
He was back in her the moment she stopped squirting. He thrust in harder, barreling her body towards another orgasm, that rocked her harder than the previous. Once again, he pulled out at the last moment and took her in his mouth when her orgasm hit. He devoured her juices, swallowing every drop as she yelled out his name in ecstasy. When her body finally stopped convulsing, he stood up and slammed back into her, his cock now impossibly hard and ready for more.
He did that for two more orgasms, driving her crazy, "don't pull out, please don't pull out, I want you to cum with me Aryan" she begged as she felt another orgasm building. He stayed in this time, groaning as she clenched around him. "Fuck, princess, I'm close too." He said, his voice thick with lust.
"Cum inside me, Aryan, fill me up, please!" She begged, her body on fire, every nerve ending on fire.
He pounded into her a few more times, his cock hitting deep inside her, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. "Fuck, yes, Sukriti, you're gonna get it..." He groaned as he felt his orgasm building.
"Oh shit, here it comes, Su." He screamed, his back arching as he stiffened.
His cock pulsed, his cum shooting deep inside her, filling her completely. He groaned, the sensation of her hot, wet pussy milking his cock sending waves of pleasure through him.
"Fuck, Sukriti," he moaned, his body trembling as he came down from his high. He stayed inside her, his cock twitching as he felt her pussy clench around him, milking him for every last drop of his cum.
She groaned, her body still convulsing with the aftershocks of her own orgasm.
"Fuck, Aryan, that was incredible."
He pulled out slowly, his cock glistening with their combined juices. He stepped back, his eyes never leaving her as he stripped off his shirt and jeans, his cock standing proud and hard.
"Come here, princess," he said, his voice rough with desire. "I'm not done with you yet."
Sukriti stood up, her body still trembling with the force of her orgasms. She stepped out of her panties and walked over to him, her eyes locked onto his.
He led her through the office, both of them naked in the empty office. Opening the conference room, he led her to the conference table. Without any words, he pushed her back onto the cold, hard surface. He could see the goosebumps on her skin, and he knew she was finally feeling the cold, the adrenaline of the moment having faded.
He entered her and immediately started pounding her hard and deep.
"Fuck Su, I have missed you so much, I don't think I will be able to last." Aryan said panting as he pounded into her hard, his cock slamming into her pussy with each thrust. The cold, hard surface of the table sent shivers down her spine, contrasting with the heat of his body pressing against hers. She could feel the cool air on her exposed skin, making her nipples harden into sharp points.
Sukriti moaned, her body already on fire, the cold table surface adding to the raw, primal feeling of their encounter. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into her, her heels digging into his ass, urging him to go harder.
"Fuck, Aryan, yes. Harder, please." Sukriti groaned, her body arching off the table as he pounded into her, her back scraping against the cold surface, the pain only intensifying the pleasure.
"Aryan...." he groaned, her eyes going wide, "I am going to cum again Arrrrr....yyyy...aaaannnnnnn" She shook like a twig in a storm as she surrendered to the pleasure she hadn't felt with any other man since Aryan.
She couldn't control herself. She cried his name over and over, as much a prayer as a plea. Aryan, with the skill of a seasoned lover, knew when she was close. He pulled out, flipped her over, and lifted her hips, making her kneel on the table. He slid back into her from behind, his fingers digging into her hips, his breath hot on her neck.
"Oh God, I'm cumming...Oh Maaaaa." she let out a wild cry as her orgasm hit. Aryan groaned, feeling her pussy clamp down on him, squeezing him with her powerful orgasm. "Oh fuck, Sukriti, I'm cumming." he screamed, erupting inside her.
Sukriti felt his hot cum spurt deep into her, filling her completely. "Oh God, Aryan. That feels so fucking good."
Both were totally spent and collapsed next to each other on the conference table.
Their bodies were slick with sweat, their breaths ragged and labored.
After a few minutes, as her breath started returning to normal, she started laughing.
"What's so funny?" Aryan asked, a smirk playing on his lips.
"We have more work in front of us, now" she said, shaking her head in disbelief.
"Work?"
"Who's going to clean all this mess?"
Aryan started laughing too. After a while he said, "if we are going to be cleaning two rooms, why not clean them all?"
"What do you mean?" she asked, still laughing.
"Well, we could fuck in every room, all night long, then we would have to clean all the rooms."
"Sounds like a plan," she said rolling over and kissing him.
They fucked like rabbits all night long, neither getting enough of the year. They explored every room, every surface, every piece of furniture in the office. They fucked on the floor, against the wall, on every desk, in every chair. They did it doggy style, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl. They did it everywhere, and they did it every way.
By morning, they could barely stand, leave alone clean.
"Thank God, it's Saturday, I don't have the strength to stand." she said laughing as they lay panting on her office floor.
"You know what that means right," he said, joining her in the laughter.
"What?"
"That we can continue fucking today and tomorrow and clean up on Sunday night." he said, his voice thick with lust.
Sukriti looked at him, her eyes glazed with desire, "I can't believe I am even considering this, but I have a better idea. Why don't we take this to my place? I could do with a bed below my back" she said smiling, her eyes dancing with mischief.
"Your place it is then, boss," Aryan said grinning, his desire for her still burning hot.
They fucked through the weekend and every weekend from then on. It was like they were picking up where they left off and making up for lost time. They made sure to stay professional at work during the week, both of them feeling the tension build, making the weekends extra special.
The inevitable happened two months later when she missed her period . She took the test on a Tuesday morning, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited the agonizing three minutes. When she saw the pink plus sign, she couldn't believe it. She was pregnant.
She sat on the toilet seat, the test still in her hand, her mind racing. She was leaving her apartment when she saw Aryan standing outside her door, a bag of coffee in his hand. He smiled when he saw her, but his smile faded when he noticed her face.
"What's wrong, Su?" he asked, concern etched on his face.
She looked at him, her eyes welling up with tears. "I think I'm pregnant, Aryan," she said, her voice barely a whisper.
He frowned, his eyes widening in surprise. "What? How is that possible? You're on the pill, right?"
She shook her head. "I forgot..." She trailed off, her voice thick with unshed tears.
"Hey, hey, hey, why the tears? This is great news! I am going to be a dad. Maybe a terrible one, but you don't have to rub it in by crying."
He said softly, pulling her into a hug. She laid her head on his chest, her body shaking with a combination of sobs and laughter at his lame joke.
He held her tight, stroking her hair, whispering soothing words into her ears.
"I'm scared, Aryan," she admitted after a while.
"Scared of what? That I will propose and suggest we get married?" He asked grinning.
"No, I'm not scared of that. I am not sure I am ready to be a mom."
"Good" he said.
"Good? You think it's good that I am scared?" She asked, her voice filled with confusion.
"Not, it's good that you aren't scared of me proposing." he said getting on his knees. "What are you doing?" she asked, her eyes wide with surprise.
"Don't worry, I have an idea even better than eating your pussy right now. I was wondering when to do this, but this as good a time as any." He said reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small jewelry box.
Sukriti's eyes widened as she saw it and her heart skipped a beat. She gasped in surprise, her hands flying to cover her mouth.
Aryan opened the box, revealing a beautiful diamond ring nestled inside.
"Sukriti Brar," he said, his voice thick with emotion, "I've loved you since the moment I first saw you. I was a fool to let you go all those years ago. But I promise you, I won't make that mistake again. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to be with you every step of the way, through every challenge, every triumph.
I want to be the dad our child deserves, and I want you to be the mom you were born to be. But most of all, I want to be your husband again, Sukriti. Will you marry me?"
Sukriti stared at him, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. And then she started laughing. "I should be thinking about anything but the thought that just popped in my head." she said laughing as she wiped the tears that streamed down her face.
"Out with it... what are you thinking princess? And for the record, my knee is hurting."
She laughed even harder at that. She bent forward and cupped his face in her hands.
"I was thinking...." she said and paused, dragging his agony, "that I am glad I am not gay."
"Lesbian you mean, right?"
"That too," she said laughing even harder.
"So, is that a yes then? Will you marry me?" Aryan asked, his eyes hopeful, a smile playing on his lips.
Sukriti smiled, wiping the tears from her eyes. Yes, you fool. I will marry you, Aryan Duggal."
THE END