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Chapter 99 : Emergency Call
Nikitha’s hands trembled as she grabbed her phone from the wet pile of clothes. The screen was still brightly lit with notifications. Without thinking, she picked up the most recent incoming call.
“Hello… Jay?” she asked, trying to sound calm even as her heart hammered in her chest.
A rough, unfamiliar male voice answered. “Ma’am, I’m a mechanic. I was trying to reach the emergency contact saved in this mobile. It’s going to you but you weren’t picking up. The person who owns this phone got into a serious accident.”
Nikitha’s blood ran cold. “What accident? Tell me exactly what happened!”
“Yes, madam. We’ve been trying to contact you for the past fifteen minutes. We called an ambulance — they’re on the way, should be here in five minutes. The entire city seems to have ambulances busy with some politician’s function. We managed to get one somehow. Please come quickly.”
“Tell me the location!” she demanded, voice rising.
He said twice, mam we will leave as soon as the ambulance comes, the road is only useable for few kilometers so not much vehicles will come here for help, please come soon.
The mechanic gave her a clear landmark near the highway. Nikitha repeated it twice to memorize it, adrenaline surging through her veins like fire.
She didn’t waste another second. Still completely naked, she snatched Tharun’s shirt from the floor and pulled it over her head. The fabric clung to her sweat-dampened skin, barely covering her ass, her hard nipples clearly visible through the thin material, and the faint marks of their passion still visible on her neck and thighs.
Tharun sat up on the bed, confused. “What happened? Why are you wearing my shirt?”
Nikitha ignored him for a moment. She quickly stepped into a pair of panties, the fabric sliding over her still-wet and cum-filled pussy. She searched frantically for her suitcase keys to grab a skirt or decent clothes, but the damn key was nowhere in sight. She had no patience left.
She rushed toward the door, hair messy, legs still shaky from their intense session.
“Nikitha! Tell me what happened!” Tharun shouted, jumping up.
She turned for a split second, eyes wide with panic. “Jay… Jay got into an accident. They called me from his phone. I need to go right now.”
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Tharun couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His face twisted in shock and disbelief. “Wait — you’re going out like this?”
He grabbed whatever clothes he could find — his pants and a random t-shirt — and rushed after her, still pulling them on as he ran.
By the time he reached the villa entrance, Nikitha had already started the car. The engine roared to life. She looked like a woman on a mission — hair wild, wearing nothing but his oversized shirt and panties, bare thighs pressed against the seat, eyes burning with urgency.
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Tharun barely managed to jump into the passenger side before she slammed the accelerator. The tires screeched as the car shot forward into the night, racing toward the highway where Jay lay unconscious.
The parallel storms had finally collided — pleasure and pain crashing together in the most brutal way possible. Nikitha’s heart pounded with fear, guilt, and confusion as the wind whipped through the open windows, her body still carrying the scent and marks of Tharun’s touch.
Nikitha’s mind was a storm of chaos, but she refused to let anything flood in. Not now. Not right now. All that mattered was reaching Jay. Saving him. Getting there in time. She kept repeating it like a mantra in her head: He needs me. I have to be there for him.
NIkitha just showed the landmark and asked him to see the locations.. to tharun.
Tharun after checking it said, and told her the landmark was only about 5 km from the villa resort. The realization hit her like a punch to the chest. Jay had been coming for her. He had searched for her, driven through the night in rage and desperation, despite everything. Her heart ached sharply at the thought. Tears blurred her vision for a moment before she blinked them away furiously.
She glanced down at herself for a split second — Tharun’s oversized shirt barely covering her thighs, the fabric sticking to her still-damp skin, her nipples pressing obviously against the thin material, faint red love bites visible on her neck and collarbone, and the sticky evidence of their intense fucking still leaking slowly into her panties. She felt disgusting. Dirty. Guilty.
Ignore it. Ignore everything. He needs me right now.
Tharun kept firing questions from the passenger seat, his voice laced with confusion and rising anger. “Why did they call you if Jay got into an accident? Why the hell is your number saved as his emergency contact? Nikitha, answer me! What is going on?”
She didn’t reply. Not a single word. Her hands stayed glued to the steering wheel, knuckles white, jaw clenched tight. The car flew down the highway, engine screaming as she pushed it to its limit. The wind whipped through the windows, making the shirt ride higher up her bare thighs.
As they got closer to the spot, her heart nearly stopped.
The scene was severe. The car was badly damaged — side smashed, glass scattered across the road, one mirror completely shattered. Emergency lights from the ambulance and the mechanic’s van flashed red and blue in the darkness
Nikitha slammed on the brakes, the car skidding to a halt. She didn’t even bother turning off the engine properly. She rushed out barefoot, wearing nothing but Tharun’s shirt and panties, hair wild, legs still marked from their earlier passion.
“Jay! JAY!” she screamed, voice breaking with raw fear and panic as she ran toward the wreckage.
Tharun sat frozen in the passenger seat for a second, stunned. The sight of her running like that — half-naked, desperate, calling another man’s name with such terror and love — hit him harder than he expected. He slowly stepped out of the car, watching the woman he had just claimed so thoroughly rush toward Jay without hesitation.
Nikitha’s hands trembled as she grabbed her phone from the wet pile of clothes. The screen was still brightly lit with notifications. Without thinking, she picked up the most recent incoming call.
“Hello… Jay?” she asked, trying to sound calm even as her heart hammered in her chest.
A rough, unfamiliar male voice answered. “Ma’am, I’m a mechanic. I was trying to reach the emergency contact saved in this mobile. It’s going to you but you weren’t picking up. The person who owns this phone got into a serious accident.”
Nikitha’s blood ran cold. “What accident? Tell me exactly what happened!”
“Yes, madam. We’ve been trying to contact you for the past fifteen minutes. We called an ambulance — they’re on the way, should be here in five minutes. The entire city seems to have ambulances busy with some politician’s function. We managed to get one somehow. Please come quickly.”
“Tell me the location!” she demanded, voice rising.
He said twice, mam we will leave as soon as the ambulance comes, the road is only useable for few kilometers so not much vehicles will come here for help, please come soon.
The mechanic gave her a clear landmark near the highway. Nikitha repeated it twice to memorize it, adrenaline surging through her veins like fire.
She didn’t waste another second. Still completely naked, she snatched Tharun’s shirt from the floor and pulled it over her head. The fabric clung to her sweat-dampened skin, barely covering her ass, her hard nipples clearly visible through the thin material, and the faint marks of their passion still visible on her neck and thighs.
Tharun sat up on the bed, confused. “What happened? Why are you wearing my shirt?”
Nikitha ignored him for a moment. She quickly stepped into a pair of panties, the fabric sliding over her still-wet and cum-filled pussy. She searched frantically for her suitcase keys to grab a skirt or decent clothes, but the damn key was nowhere in sight. She had no patience left.
She rushed toward the door, hair messy, legs still shaky from their intense session.
“Nikitha! Tell me what happened!” Tharun shouted, jumping up.
She turned for a split second, eyes wide with panic. “Jay… Jay got into an accident. They called me from his phone. I need to go right now.”
Tharun couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His face twisted in shock and disbelief. “Wait — you’re going out like this?”
He grabbed whatever clothes he could find — his pants and a random t-shirt — and rushed after her, still pulling them on as he ran.
By the time he reached the villa entrance, Nikitha had already started the car. The engine roared to life. She looked like a woman on a mission — hair wild, wearing nothing but his oversized shirt and panties, bare thighs pressed against the seat, eyes burning with urgency.
Tharun barely managed to jump into the passenger side before she slammed the accelerator. The tires screeched as the car shot forward into the night, racing toward the highway where Jay lay unconscious.
The parallel storms had finally collided — pleasure and pain crashing together in the most brutal way possible. Nikitha’s heart pounded with fear, guilt, and confusion as the wind whipped through the open windows, her body still carrying the scent and marks of Tharun’s touch.
Nikitha’s mind was a storm of chaos, but she refused to let anything flood in. Not now. Not right now. All that mattered was reaching Jay. Saving him. Getting there in time. She kept repeating it like a mantra in her head: He needs me. I have to be there for him.
NIkitha just showed the landmark and asked him to see the locations.. to tharun.
Tharun after checking it said, and told her the landmark was only about 5 km from the villa resort. The realization hit her like a punch to the chest. Jay had been coming for her. He had searched for her, driven through the night in rage and desperation, despite everything. Her heart ached sharply at the thought. Tears blurred her vision for a moment before she blinked them away furiously.
She glanced down at herself for a split second — Tharun’s oversized shirt barely covering her thighs, the fabric sticking to her still-damp skin, her nipples pressing obviously against the thin material, faint red love bites visible on her neck and collarbone, and the sticky evidence of their intense fucking still leaking slowly into her panties. She felt disgusting. Dirty. Guilty.
Ignore it. Ignore everything. He needs me right now.
Tharun kept firing questions from the passenger seat, his voice laced with confusion and rising anger. “Why did they call you if Jay got into an accident? Why the hell is your number saved as his emergency contact? Nikitha, answer me! What is going on?”
She didn’t reply. Not a single word. Her hands stayed glued to the steering wheel, knuckles white, jaw clenched tight. The car flew down the highway, engine screaming as she pushed it to its limit. The wind whipped through the windows, making the shirt ride higher up her bare thighs.
As they got closer to the spot, her heart nearly stopped.
The scene was severe. The car was badly damaged — side smashed, glass scattered across the road, one mirror completely shattered. Emergency lights from the ambulance and the mechanic’s van flashed red and blue in the darkness
Nikitha slammed on the brakes, the car skidding to a halt. She didn’t even bother turning off the engine properly. She rushed out barefoot, wearing nothing but Tharun’s shirt and panties, hair wild, legs still marked from their earlier passion.
“Jay! JAY!” she screamed, voice breaking with raw fear and panic as she ran toward the wreckage.
Tharun sat frozen in the passenger seat for a second, stunned. The sight of her running like that — half-naked, desperate, calling another man’s name with such terror and love — hit him harder than he expected. He slowly stepped out of the car, watching the woman he had just claimed so thoroughly rush toward Jay without hesitation.
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