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[sanjaysara]

part 2 

Somehow, I kept my glances and feelings on lockdown for the next 10 minutes, when I announced I had to go. I had the excuse that I should go home early and prepare to call Mr. Rajamouli, which was handy. So I said goodbye to everyone and exchanged normal looking birthday wishes with Anushka, saying I'd see her soon.

 
I only exhaled and let the rest of my emotions out when I was safe in my car. Between the feelings of gratitude, regular excitement and horny excitement, it was quite a batch to sort through. It took me the whole drive back home, and nearly the entire time preparing our meal, before I was somewhat settled.
 
And on cue, the Arabian horse reappeared at my door about five minutes later.
 
Now that we were alone and the moment was at hand, the awkwardness really settled in - especially after our last encounter. At that point, I was truly convinced that eating first was the right call, since it bought us both more time.
 
It took until we were halfway through for that time to run out.
 
"I meant it, you know," Anushka started. "I didn't give you his number just for the sake of a birthday present. Or because of..." she circled her hand around, supposedly to symbolize what was coming.
 
"I know," I assured.
 
"I just wanted to get this right. Make sure everything will be okay. Even if..." she didn't really have to finish that particular sentence. "I know you're good enough to be okay. No matter what happens later on. I really should be too. But getting you on your way, feeling like I did something right, having something solid to hold onto..."
 
"This is all about starting this year off right, right? This milestone year for both of us?" I reminded. "Even if...nothing else happens, I think you did that already. At least for me. I don't know if what I can do can do the same for you...not that I won't try like hell!"
 
"I know you will. I trust you. You at least I can trust," Anushka shared. "No matter how old I am, what I do from here on in, who I'm with...at this moment, I made an impact on someone good and young and hot who worships me...for soul and body..."

 
Maybe that line was a little over the top. But we both knew there was some truth in it. "Well...if it wasn't true, I wouldn't have set this dessert up first, would I?" I pointed out. "I'd just have you right here and now instead of drawing it out...no matter how much I want you here and now..."
 
"But you know you'll have me in the end. That's why you can afford to take your time," Anushka figured out. "To savor it...make it more thorough and sensual instead of just straight out fucking...even if that comes later..." she hopefully promised. "That's how a first time should be. As a man and as someone starting a new decade..."
 
"So which way are we going with now?" I had to ask. Honestly, at this point I could go either way - but was leaning towards the quicker version. As Anushka slid her chair and herself over next to me, I suspected she felt the same.
 
"What do you think?" she replied, in about the sexiest way I could think of. It certainly distracted me from her hands - until one of them landed on my lap.