C22 Confession

Aakash gently held her hand and both started walking like this.

At a distance, a platform was made at a higher altitude. It was a small white platform with white marble stairs.

Aakash held her hand and took her up on the platform through the stairs. There was not much space on the platform above. Both of them stood there looking at those flowers in the medium flowing air in the moonlight night.

Aakash held Tamanna's hand in his hand. Everything is silent but still there is a strange and amazing trance in these winds which had enveloped both of them.

Then suddenly Aakash pulls Tamanna lightly towards himself and takes her in his embrace. Tamanna does not oppose him and starts listening to his fast heart beats.

Tamanna's head is on his strong chest. And she was getting lost in the warmth of his embrace.

The very fragrance of his mint perfume is giving her heart a strange heart melting feeling. They remain in each other's embrace for a long time.

After a couple of minutes Aakash Mittal tucked her hair behind her ear. Bringing her face in front of him and saying, " Tamanna, my love, look at that moon. HE, only one will be the witness of our love, our affection and he is also witness of my confession".

"You have just met me, just a few days ago. But it seems that I did not know how long I was looking for you"?

Tamanna's white long skirt was waving in the air on white marble platform. Her dark black long hair looked as if wind was gently touching them. Her white and tender skin shines like white pearl in the moonlight.

Aakash wearing a white shirt and his two buttons were undone. And his collarbone is clearly visible.

He is already so handsome, now he looked even more sexy and hot like a Greek god. And his white pants enchanting his handsomeness even more.

They looked like a white marble statue on that moonlight night. Both of them were not saying anything but even in that silence, the music of love is blowing in those winds. Two lovers were melting in each other's embrace.

Even though their feelings are silent, their hearts were talking. As if this melody of their heart beats was liked by the blowing winds with rustle.

Then Aakash removed one of his hands from her waist and placed it behind her head and held her close to his face.