Shameless KUSH

“Shit!” A loud scream echoed in the whole apartment as Kush looked up from his phone; Nihalika came running out of her room and Aleyna had a horrified look on her face.

“She ripped it off,” Nihalika said as they walked towards Nayera’s room but before she could unlock the door to Nayera’s room.

*‘Half-sister, Nihalika, Half-sister,’* the same hurtful words echoed in her ears as she stopped herself from taking another step.

“She did not call us, she must be looking for something she did not find,” Nihalika commented and walked back to her room.

Aleyna bit her teeth as she looked at Nihalika’s retreating figure and then at the door, “definitely a fight,” Kush commented as Aleyna looked at him.

She managed to give him a small smile,” These two na, have a strange relationship,” Aleyna said as her phone pinged.

“I have to go,” Aleyna said as she ran out of the apartment in a hurry; she had to be somewhere urgently.

*knock! Knock!*

Kush walked back to the couch and busied himself in checking the mail; his gaze went to the door of her room once again; he started shaking his leg to pass the time but the thought of her scream earlier did not let him be in pieces.

After a good 60 seconds, he knocked on the door as he looked around; she had injured herself badly, and he could not just leave her alone like that.

“Era?” he opened the door when it was found open.

Kush took a deep breath, *I am not invading her space, she screamed so I am just checking*, he reasoned. before he opened the door of her room.

“fuck,” he murmured under his breath as he found her sitting there in nothing but a thong. Her bare shoulders, accompanied by the hanging moons over her ribs, had a hint of arousal because of the chilled temperature of the room.

His eyes followed her small waist, spotless as her navel teased his gaze, finally his gaze landed on her tights. She was a bit thick there but perfectly left with her pointed nails painted red.

The small mole near her boobs made him want to bite it.

“What the fuck, Kush!” Nayera whisper yelled at him before she covered herself with the towel lying on the bed.

Kush did not even cover his eyes.

“You are shameless,” She glared at him as he smirked.

‘I have seen better,” he said as his gaze went to her toe, which needed some bad dressing.

“You managed to rip off the bandage,” he stated as he picked the box from the table and sat on the bed.

“Why are you in my room again?” She asked, carefully covering herself, trying her best not to show any part of her body to him.

“To help you, because we are getting late,” he replied as he started dressing her wound; within a minute it was all done.

“Now shuuuu,” Nayera pushed him out of her room as he walked away. Kush closed his eyes for a second as her naked body came in front of his eyes.

Okay, okay, half-naked. He walked towards the fridge to get some water for himself, but all the bottles were too cold for his liking. He sighed and dark tap water to calm himself down.

The image of her mole and her boobs was not leaving his mind, no matter how hard he tried, he could feel himself growing hard at the thought of her, she was sexy as fuck. He could not deny it. That night when she came to him as a waitress, he could not help but be turned on her by her sexy body.

“Stop fucking fantasizing about me too in my kitchen!” Nayera said as she stood in front of him in a short black dress.

Her eyes went to his cock, which was starting to rise; Kush groaned as he turned around.

“Are you seriously wearing that on the first day of office?” he asked, but did not turn to look at her. She was looking sexy in black and he was close to having a raging hard-on.

“Tell me when you are turning that hard-on down, then we can leave,” She said, hitting him with her blazer that he did not seem to notice before.

Kush came after a good five minutes as Nayera looked at him. “We have half an hour to arrive,” Nayera said as she picked up her bag.

“Are you mad Era?” Kush asked when he saw her wearing heels.

“Shut up!” Nayera said as she turned to walk towards the door, but Kush held her hand.

Nayera frowned as she tried to pull her hand from his grip; “Why are you always so angry?” he asked, but she was concentrating on pulling her hand from his grip.

“Era,” he called her name softly as he put his fingers under her chin.

“Do not make me angry Kunwar sa,” Nayera said as Kush bite back his smile, the word, ‘Kunwar sa,’ she picked from yesterday.

It felt nice to be called ‘kunwar sa’ by her; the way it rolled down her lips felt special.

“Leave me kush!” she finally managed to pull her hand from his grip, but he held her waist before she could walk away. She aimed to hit his manhood but he dodged her kick.

“Take off your heels, you are hurt, pressure will only worsen the situation,” he said as she turned herself around in his arms and hit the back of his knee, making him lose his grip on her.

Nayera was breathing heavily as she forwarded her hand to Kush so he could stand up. “You got moves,” he commented, rubbing the spot on his knee.

“I am trained in self-defense and martial arts,” she said, correcting her blazer.

“Why did you not use it on me then?” he asked as he saw her walking out of the door. He followed her behind; Strubbon Nayera still did not change her heels to easy-going footwear.

“Did not want you to have two swollen organs,” Nayera commented, opening the door of the car. Kush kept his mouth shut because anything more out of his mouth.

He knew she would roast him raw.