My IMperfect Love Life by Neha Dua (audio ebook reader txt) 📕

I couldn’t control myself and went near him. We were looking into each other's eyes and we were standing very close to each other. We both tried to reduce this gap between us and kissed each other gently. We didn’t leave kissing each other and without breaking it we continued to kiss passionately. I felt a blur of movement, the incredible warmth as he suddenly swung me into his arms, holding me close to his heart. I could sense his eagerness, his body’s excitement at my closeness. The next minute, we both fell on the bed while kissing. 

I started to think about how Steve used to be when we met and how changed he looked now. This was unlike anything I had experienced with Steve earlier. Steve has always seemed to be holding back, not releasing his true emotions unless I was able to unveil them, which was very tough to achieve. But this trip with Steve has shown a very different and very romantic side of Steve. Steve just blatantly showed his emotions, attachment, attraction towards me in front of people, no matter we knew them or not. This was somehow, a shocking revelation for me about his character. I had always missed such warmth from his side in front of the public, which he has tried and succeeded to show on this trip. Our friendship has now gone to the next level, but we still never confessed to each other about our plans on whether we want this friendship to be changed to a relationship or not, as we both decided to stick to friendship only for the sake of our families.

He effortlessly carried me as if I was as light as feather and put me on his laps. I could feel his hands moving up under my top and lifted it from my head. We were both lying on the bed, I being on top of him. I could feel his body from my hands. I broke the lip kissing and started to go down on his chest and then on his waist.

While I was completely lost in my thoughts, he turned me around and got on top of me and started to kiss my chin, jaw, and then the collar bones. He took off my bra with his one hand magic and started sucking my breasts. He then moved down to my stomach and kissed me gently with his hands still on my breasts.

We could feel every beat of our hearts pounding fast with this level of closeness between us. He lifted his head breaking the kiss. With the look in his eyes, I could feel his eyes and face asking for my permission to go down and feel me completely. I couldn’t say no to him, as I was already waiting for this moment with him as much as he was waiting. I was nervous as well as excited to feel him inside me. He gently put his cock inside me and I released a moan with his name on my lips every time he did that.

It was my first time, and he made sure that I could feel him completely and feel pleasure. He did it gently and slowly on that very day. I told him to give me this pleasure a little fast and he did the same, without questioning back. I was smiling and was happy, as I lost my virginity to the guy who meant everything to me and to whom I meant important than any other girl.

I wanted more. I longed, once again, to feel the overwhelming joy he brings with him. Most of all, I desired to feel his lips on mine, experience the total euphoria once more. After a few hours of being together in each other's arms, we both fell asleep beside each other. 

The next morning, we both woke up with the breakfast call and got ready with our travel plans for that day. I was wearing my favorite blue and white dotted sundress with pink lip gloss and eyeliner and a hat to protect me from the sunrays and white sneakers for some comfortable walk. Steve was wearing a white button-down shirt with dark blue jeans. He was looking as always, the hottest guy, and the clouds and the fresh green grass all around the surroundings gave a perfect view of his physique in those clothes.

Steve held my hands and complimented me “You look beautiful” and he teased me by saying, “I know I am also looking handsome, that is why you still can’t take your eyes off me”. I started to blush and hit him on his chest playfully. We then went to a nearby village, admiring the beauty of nature. We stopped at a campsite cafe near the river in the evening while coming back towards our hotel rooms. The view was breath-taking, with high waves of water sounding like the music played by nature to attract the attention of the visitors and with the bench kept near the campsite with a candlelight dinner arrangement.

We were in between the surroundings of romantic weather, blowing cool breeze, the natural beauty, mountains and river, and my partner sitting by my side. It felt ecstatic to feel the reality that was once a dream of mine. I couldn’t just forget the view and the moment, when we were walking by the cafe side hand in hand after dinner. We slept early the same night with some bonfire and games and talking with everyone to enjoy the night view of the mountains. The next day we woke up early as we had to check out and come back home.

With increasing office workload and responsibilities and with each day passing by, Steve sometimes used to shout at me in front of others in the office, because he used to get upset with all these. He even said sorry a few times for shouting and being rude to me, but that was always ten percent out of every situation that has taken place till now. Whenever I tried to explain my situation and insecurities to him about the people, he didn’t pay attention to the details. He never made efforts into knowing about my insecurities deeply. He was just trying to show that he is concerned about my insecurities and would never leave me.

I could never distrust Steve and his even little efforts but whenever it was time to show that concern towards me, his friendship for me and me being a priority in his life at least above other friends or people around him, a test or a situation where he had to prove this thing, because we both decided mutually to stay as close friends and never to be in relationship with each other until he becomes successful and convinces his family about us. He was always stubborn and arrogant being a man and saying that I was trying to force myself onto him and into his personal life for choosing with whom he wants to spend time with. I started to feel like I was putting restrictions on him and didn’t give him space ever. I have always been very clear to him about my strong liking towards him, which I had never had for any of the past guys and it makes me upset seeing him with other girls. I had tried to explain him the situations where, the girls from our office itself tried hitting on him, unintentionally or intentionally, but it didn’t matter to him.

Meanwhile, a guy named Alan from our office was my best friend from office as he shared the same department with me. Alan was a tall, strong muscled and had brown eyes. He was very sensitive by heart, so he used to take care of me everywhere, whenever I thought Steve would come and hold me in his arms and will say sorry for his behavior. Rather, there came a time, when he just broke with me completely and didn’t come back to approach me. Alan started to get close to me as a good friend and we started to share lunch hours, as Steve was not putting any effort into me. Alan used to take care of me, my feelings, my happiness, and everything that was under his control, he tried his best to do just to make me smile again. But Steve was just focused on his work and colleagues and family. I was suddenly being ignored by this changed attitude of Steve, but Alan being a good friend of me and Steve tried to resolve the matter as he understood that I was getting impacted by Steve’s behavior.

I was in love with Steve madly and truly by that time. I accepted my love for him and conveyed my feelings to him as I couldn’t afford to lose him for anything. I couldn’t let go of him because of my insecurities or differences in family cultures. I had always told him, I can openly accept my feelings for you in front of everyone, even to Alan, who had been attracted to me by then. Steve was aware of this fact about Alan, but Steve and I both decided not to hurt Alan’s feelings, as we both had been through this kind of heartbreaks in our past lives. Steve and I both knew that being open about our feelings in front of everyone will only complicate things, as our family's culture and values never matched. We can’t let go of our families,