Brijender Mehta

Rainbow at Midnight Brijender Mehta

Lying in the bed and sipping their drinks, both of them started feeling warmth descending down their gullets. Caressing each other they had a feeling of déjà vu. After sometimes, the warmth started engulfing their bodies as well giving color to their faces. There was an insidious openness between them by now and he was surprised, when she suddenly pounced upon him and holding his face in both hands, with her mouth slightly open pressed her lips tightly against his and started sucking his lower lip. This chivalry aroused him too and the hooliganism started with full force. Both were fresh after the sound sleep in the afternoon. She seemed to be nearing the perpetual destination and begged with painful hilarity to hurry up. Within a few seconds, she gave a loud cry followed by a deafening silence as if the whole universe had come to a standstill. They felt as if they were falling abysmally beneath the deep earth in a bottomless gorge without any hope of survival.

He pinched his own shoulder to see whether he was alive or not?