35• Washroom Romance

My Hot Biker: Is someone there in the washroom except you?

He texted her, standing outside of the girls' washroom.

My Kiddo: No!

A smile of triumph flashed on his face after reading her message.

He stepped inside and smiled as he saw her standing in front of the mirror.

She looked at him through the mirror when he was locking the door. She turned towards him and innocently inquired, "why are you locking the washroom?"

"You'll get to know soon, my kiddo." He turned around and winked at her.

'Oh, God! Whenever he refers to me as my kiddo, I feel like I'm only his, and when he winks, my heart goes... I don't have words.' She wondered, gazing at him when he was approaching her. With his every step, her heartbeat was quickening.

He leaned in and moved closer to her face, stealing her breath. She closed her eyes, breathing heavily.

He grabbed her waist and yanked her to himself. "You don't have a clue that you've been stirring up my wild desire since I saw you in this dress." He huskily whispered in her ear, making heat shoot straight to her core. He added, "and when you bit your lower lip, I just couldn't control it any longer."

'I'm so captivated by what he said, and I can't wait to see what he does to me in the washroom! My hottie biker is so damn romantic, and he is making my life more exciting. I'm growing to love him more and more every day.'

'You have no idea how much I'm longing to make you mine, Nandini, but I want to go slow with you because I know how innocent you are.'

They both wondered, gazing at each other, their eyes were filled with lust, desire, love and a hint of neediness.

He tightened his grip on her waist and drew her even closer to himself before moving closer to her lips. As his warm breath caressed her lips, she closed her eyes, breathing heavily. Staggering desire coursed through her vain as his lips touched her lips. He sucked her lips softly, and she encircled her arms around his neck and sucked his lips with equal softness, but soon they started devouring each other passionately, shamelessly roaming their hands all over each other's body.

He bit her lower lip before taking her lips into his mouth and sucking them hard. He grabbed her butt and yanked her to himself, making her moan in his mouth. Their desires were at their peak because his bulge was rubbing against her crotch, and her body was automatically moving against him.

He pulled away from her, becoming breathless. They both were gazing at each other with profound desire in their eyes.

"I think your luscious lips are becoming my addiction, baby!" He breathed, brushing her lower with his thumb and taking her breath away from her with his searingly intense gaze.

"And I feel like my life is dependent on your lips." She stood on her toes and grabbed his face before capturing his lips. He was taken aback by her sudden kiss, but the next moment only he grasped her hair and responded to her by slightly pulling them.

They were truly becoming each other's addiction, the kind of addiction where if they separated, they would perish.

He pinned her against the mirror by grabbing her arms without leaving her lips. He slipped his one hand into her dress and grasped her thigh, biting and chewing her lips hungrily, and then he placed her leg on his waist. They were completely lost in each other, forgetting that they were in the washroom.

As he attacked her neck after siding her hair, she threw her head back and arched her back to give him complete access. Her heart skipped beating for a second when she felt his lips on her neck.

"Manik..." She grasped his hair and a soft moan escaped from her mouth when he sucked her sweetest spot, sending a direct shiver between her thighs. He was kissing every inch of her neck, leaving no spot untouched. She was profoundly loving how his tongue was caressing her neck, and he was loving the way she was moaning his name crazily.

When she felt his teeth on her neck, she understood what was coming, and the mere thought of receiving a love bite from him took her carnal desires to another level and electrified her whole body.

But he controlled himself and moved away from her. 'She is an innocent soul, and that's why I decided to go slow with her but what I'm doing. I should restrain my physical desires for my innocent kiddo. I am aware that it will be challenging for me, but I have to do that for her.'

She opened her eyes and stared at him, narrowing her brows in confusion. "Why did you stop? I was waiting for you to," she blushed and her eyelashes moved down in shyness.

'She steals my heart every time she shies like this. I just love my kiddo so fucking much.'

"Nandini, I want to go slow with you because you're my innocent kiddo." He told her, gently tucking her hair behind her ears which he had messed up a few minutes back. His fingers were softly stroking her hair as if she were made of glass, and if he went fast, she would break down. He didn't want to hurt her in any manner.

"Manik, I just want you to go with the flow please." She requested and pouted at him.

"Baby, do you want everyone to know what we were doing in the restroom?" He asked her, raising his brows.

"No. Why?"

"If we proceed further here in the washroom, everyone will get to know what's happening here." He explained to her, still stroking her hair lovingly. He just wanted her to stop pleading with him to go on.

He was dying to claim her, but he had to restrain his desires for his Kiddo, whom he cherished more than anyone else in the world.

"You're right." She agreed with him.

"Now we shall go, Ethan and Ella must be waiting for us." He clasped her hand.

"I almost forgot about them. Manik, it's your fault, you make me forget everything." As she adorably complained, he chuckled and pulled her cheek before pecking her lips.

"Let's go now."

As he turned to go, she shouted, "stop, stop."

"What happened?" He asked after turning towards her.

"I forget to do something with you here."

"What?" He asked, almost yelling because his mind went in another direction.

"I want to click photos with you here, Manik." As she told him, he made O mouth.

"And I was thinking you wanted to do something else with me." He spoke, moving closer to her and gliding his hands up her arms.

"What?" She asked him in an innocent tone.

"More romance." He whispered and placed a soft kiss on her cheek, electrifying her entire body with his single cheek kiss. She closed her eyes, smiling with utter contentment.

"I love you." She murmured, her intense gaze locked on his.

"I love you more, my innocent kiddo."

"Now give me your phone, I want to click photos." She held out her hand to him. He took his phone out of his jeans pocket and gave it to her.

She stood in front of the mirror, holding the phone. "Come, make a romantic pose." She gave her man an order, looking at him through the mirror.

He wrapped his arm around her from behind and kissed her shoulder, while she clicked the mirror selfie, holding his hand.

They took a lot more mirror selfies. In one shot, she stood behind him, slipping her hands into his jacket—her favourite thing, and he snapped the photo. She clicked his solo photos as well.

"Now could we go if you're done clicking photos, Miss Photographer?" He asked her.

"One last." She implored, batting her long eyelashes.

"Why not I set up a bed for us here? We'll spend a night here."

"Wow! Great idea, Manik. Very smart." She giggled, and as he kissed her cheek, pulling her closer to himself by wrapping his arm around her neck, she smiled and clicked their mirror selfie.