Can you mend my broken heart?

"What's wrong Akira?"

"Nothing", she said and tapped on the beads of sweat forming on her face even though the car was air-conditioned.

"Then why are you sweating?"

"I don't know. Must be all that adrenaline from the meeting", saying that she tried to pull her feet back from his lap.

But he held them tight and said,

"Relax, why are you so restless?"

"Restless !!! Who? Me? No way", saying that she tried to conjure up a fake giggle.

Seeing her getting this uncomfortable, he decided to stop teasing her and turned back and took a box out.

"What is it?"

He looked at her the moment she asked the question, but without even bothering to reply he took out a pair of white canvas shoes from the box and helped her to put the shoes on.

Then looking at her he said,

"You don't have to walk on eggshells anymore for me".

She had no words for this man never failed to surprise her with his simple acts of love.

She was constantly looking at him as he tied her shoelace, unable to understand how could he possibly love her so much?

"Thanks", she said meekly and came close to him and rested her head on his chest while her arms encased him like she wanted to hold him tight till eternity.

Seeing her getting all mushy, he gave a gentle peck on her forehead and started running his hand through her hair and softly whispered into her ears,

"Whatever you were feeling a moment back, I am still feeling it".

She looked up at him and saw the intense look in his eyes, and then she turned to the front to check on the driver, who seemed completely oblivious to their conversation.

"Then why were you asking me questions?"

"It's fun to tease you", saying that he pinched the tip of her nose slightly.

Then without even saying a word, she moved and sat on his lap and held his face in her hands.

He was shocked beyond the limits to see her act this way, being all bold even in the presence of an audience.

Looking into his eyes for a while she said,

"Don't you dare to move even an inch".

Saying that she twined her fingers in his hair and inched closer to kiss on his lips.

That touch was enough to tease his manhood to rise and his restless hands moved up and grabbed her waist.

Moving her lips near his ears, she whispered,

"No touching Mr. Raymond. Not even an inch. Don't you dare forget the rule?"

Getting all disappointed he pulled his hands back.

"Good Boy".

Saying that she moved back and kissed his lips all tenderly. She rested her hands on his face and showered her love, one lip at a time. She kissed him with passion and her body moved in close.

Unable to resist her touch, his fists were all balled up. He wanted to touch her so badly, but he resisted as this as it was a small request from his girl.

She inched forward and started placing her kisses on his neck and then trailed ahead to kiss his ears.

Slowly she was becoming impossible to resist.

The intense heat was building up in between the two, defying all the air-conditioning.

When he could take it no more he pleaded,

"Can I touch you, please? Just once?"

She looked into his eyes and she knew that it was a genuine begging for mercy.

"You can touch where I let you touch", and saying that she took one of his palms and placed it straight on her chest.

He gasped for air as he felt her soft but firm asset directly underneath his palm and his manhood started to erupt. But before he could even move his palms and squeeze her, she inched her position ahead. His manhood was now just a layer away from her treasure and even with those layers, he could still feel the heat emanating from hers.

He wanted to grab her and take her down right then and there.

But before he could even pounce on her, she suddenly moved back and sat next to him in the car.

"What are you doing Akira?", he asked all shocked.

He was definitely not pleased with the non-gratification.

She took out a tissue paper from her bag and dabbed on his forehead and asked,

"Are you ok? Why are you sweating?"

He looked at her all puzzled, unable to understand why she was suddenly acting all cocky and innocent when she knew all along that why he was sweating.

Then she completely turned towards him and asked,

"Is it the adrenaline from the meeting?"

Then with a smug smile on her face, she leaned back on the car seat.

He had been played.