Desire 8

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                                                                              -Desire 8-

                                                                       "To want is to desire the taste of another's soul."

-and now which channel?

She couldn’t believe that she’s watching TV with him…

ASR!

They are lying down in the sofa next to each other…his arm is supporting her head which is paused on his chest…

He has switched off his mobile phone and there is no trace to his laptop…and she couldn’t ask him about her phone…and together they watched one old black and white action movie and Super Star, even if they don’t at all the program…

She couldn’t believe that ASR is able to live a normal and peaceful day, that he could switch on the TV and choose a boring program and starts watching it…

Like normal people…

-then will watch this!

He said satisfied, choosing to watch the news, now…

She smiled…

Men!! She thought!

He was watching but she closes her eyes, wanting to relax

-you’re not wearing anything else?

-huh?

-under my shirt?

She blushed

-no

She whispered

-nothing…

He sighed…his hand runs in his thick hair…he’s affected…she can see…

- so naughty

He looked at her face:

-unbutton the shirt!

She hesitates and then starts unbuttoning it slowly…he was looking down…

Not seeing anything of her act as they are both covered by a blanket…

When she finished…she looked up at him but he’s back to watch the TV…

She’s troubled but she calmed down feeling his hand right on her tummy…

He caressed her tummy so softly…getting up to her nipples…

and then he stopped, stands up and comes on her…

looking at her face...

-is it still paining ?

-no…it’s better…I mean…

She bitted her lower lip, feeling his touch on her inner thighs…he caresses her soft skin softly and slowly…

-could you open your legs wider?

He asked looking straight at her eyes…

She looks here and there troubled and then closes her eyes and opens her legs wider, giving a full sight to her bare intimacy…

It’s pink…little reddish due to last night…and she’s wet…already wet for him…

The first reaction was to give it a kiss…

Right on her center, she felt his lips and jerked…

She tried to bring her legs to each other…

-no…no…not this, please…

She said

Arnav held her from knees to stop…

-Stay still!

He ordered roughly…

-don’t move…or else I’m goanna tie you!

She looked at him embarrassed and red from shyness, passion, anger, desire…

-you can’t!

-of course I can!

-don’t do this!

-I will not tie you if you stay calm!

-I mean don’t kiss me there!

-why?

-it’s bad!

-do you know what is it to judge it?

-no…but please…it’s so embarrassing…it…

His touch on the back of her knees stops her talks…

He’s looking at her offered body with hungry eyes…he brings her leg to his mouth and kissed her ankle…and then her toes one by one…

It’s sensual…

She couldn’t believe that the simple feeling of his lips on her leg would make her feel all those intensive feelings…but she’s all shy…troubled…

-stop…please…

She whispered out of breath…

He simply let off her leg…he was about to get up from the sofa but she held his hand…

-let me do it my way, khushi…don’t think so much…I want to kiss you there, I want to taste you! I want…Everything!

He looks straight at her eyes and looks down not to face him

-no! look at me!

She looks at him…

-keep looking at me and ask me to touch you!

She’s even more troubled…but she succeeded

-touch me!

-please…

-touch me please, Arnavji!

 Her soft voice and the way she asked…are just a turn on to him…his hand went to caress the soft skin of her thighs again…creating havoc inside her…

-do you want me to touch up?

-yes

She repeated closing her eyes

When he doesn’t move his hand…she looked at him…

-yes, please

She said looking straight at his eyes…

His palm touched her burning pu**y…he held it, still looking at her…

-what do you want me to do?...I will never do anything before listening to you asking me!

He said firmly…

She’s already out of breath…the situation was wild…intense…

-want me to play with it?

He said caressing her down

-yes! please

His experienced fingers played with her cl*t…rubbing, teasing, pinching lightly…

She moans, cries out her passion…

-please…please…

-what?

He said feeling her all wet and rubbing herself against his hand…

-I want more…

-like what?

She held his hand against her core to make sure he doesn’t let go of her…she’s suddenly all weak with need…

-please…don’t stop!

-never…I want my mouth there!...if you’re ok, ask me to lick it!

Few seconds went and khushi wasn’t able to ask this…he widen her legs and was ready…but she wasn’t, he looked there at her…

-it’s a miserable think, khushi, if you don’t let me ease you!...

she decides

-please…lick it!

He smirks…

-you would love it…I promise!

She saw him as he leaned further…and then the most tempting thing was the felt of his head in between her legs…his warm breath against her wet pu**y…

-haa…haa…

Her moaning was soft…but he decided to make her cry out his name…

She’s shaking her hips regularly and slowly…

-smelling so good…

He said huskily…the smell of rose gel shower and her natural own perfume

The first moment she felt his tongue licking her, she gasped…

She wanted to close her legs but he was there…he held her legs wide open and licked her at first slowly, softly, trying to be so gentle…and then deeply…

More deeply…

She’s crying his name…”please Arnavji”, “stop Arnavji” and then “No” and then “yes” and then again “no”…and then “yes” and then…”haan Arnavji”

-look at me!

She looked at him…she was even more beautiful, she was a complete woman, on the verge of coming…

-ask me to make you come!

She nodded dumbly but she doesn’t said anything…

-ask me!

He insisted while his fingers are replacing his tongue for this talking moment:

-please…please…make me come…please…

He looks at her intensively…for a moment, he wished to hug her tight…but then he has a responsibility…

The moment he takes back his position there…kissing, teasing and licking…without breaking the eyes lock…she comes right in his mouth…her thighs vibrating…he felt her almost faint and has to hug her tight for real…

Her orgasm felts even more intense than their first time…

She held his waist tight as he comes to hug her…she’s all sweaty and even weaker…but she felt so perfectly good…and she doesn’t know how but she slept there and then, unconscious of the whole word…

*****

-hi!

He said when finally she gets up…

He has a good shower after their session and has worked little bit, reading all his mails…

He sits right in front of her observing her innocent sleep…

Seeing his perfectly gelled hair, his perfectly ironed shirt, his serious look, his perfectly clean and long fingers…his hands and lips…

She couldn’t look at him without remembering what he did to her…

He’s looking so respectful like that typing on his BB…

His mouth is still the only thing sensual…sinful…

She’s still wearing the shirt but it’s just that all the buttons are opened…she has just button them…she does it under the blanket…

She’s hungry…

So hungry…and she needs a shower too…

She looks up at him and he was observing…

No…no…

She could see the same desire in his eyes…

She thought that he will got enough of her after what happened in the noon…but no…not at all…

-I need my saree!

She said learning all her force

-you need to eat first! I can hear your stomach sounds from here! Go and have something!

-what about you?

Because she was serious and all worried, he has to tease her…

-I ate you already!

He said playfully looking at her as she blushed and then back to his phone…

***

She took a fast shower…and then she finds her sarees on the bed and wears is it…thinking he’s the one making it ready for her…

She finds his waistcoat there too and she couldn’t resist…

She held it…smell it…

…clean and musky was his scent…and this waistcoat has his perfume…

Like a teenager, she held the cloth and hugs it…

She kisses it delicately…

How wired she becoming…

The moment she will left this home, she will never ever think about him or about what has happened here…she thought…

Enough!

There is no relation or any kind of liaison between them!

She took a deep breath…

All what happened was just…a fairytale…

Well…ok…

A sinful and shameful fairytale…but still…

The way…he did all that to her…

She blushed and smiled like a crazy…

She’s still weak…even if she was only laying down and he’s doing all the job…

She giggled again at her silliness…

Suddenly, she felt a strong pull around her waist…

-are you done with my clothes, Miss Gupta?

She stood immobile…

He’s hugging her from behind…

-what are you doing with my waistcoat, Miss Gupta?

He asked again breathing on her hair, smelling her soft scent…

-I…I was just…

-only the truth !

She’s embarrassed…

-I was just…smelling your perfume!

She said honestly…

He seems surprised as he pulled away little bit…she could hear he’s breathing hard…

-at this case, Miss Gupta, you could come to me and smell my perfume directly!

She kept silent…she’s dying from shyness and this man will never mind…

He has no limits…

-turn to me!

She turns to face him, looking down…

He just pushed her to him and hugs her and she hides her face in the hook of his neck…

And yes…she could smell him…

It’s insane…

But …how could she resist a man like him?!