“My beautiful Tara,” he whispers between kisses, and I moan at the way he’s consuming me as if I will evaporate the next second, as if he has been starved since forever.My beautiful Tara.That does something inside me.
“Dhruv,” I murmur, his hand slides down, palming my ass, “please, I need you.” I whimper as my eyes close involuntarily. It undoes something in him as he growls before flicking my bra open. My eyes widen at the speed at which the bra drops on the floor and his lips are on my nipples. He lifts me up effortlessly, and my legs tighten around me. My courage dissolves immediately.
“Dhruv, I am heav—” His lips are on mine before I can complete the sentence, and before I know it, I am already on bed and he’s above me, nibbling that sensitive spot just under my ear that makes me tighten my legs around him more.
“Don’t you dare say that word again.” He finally looks up, his eyes dark. “You have no idea what you do to me, princess. How close I am to igniting into pieces.” He kisses my nose, then whispers against my lips, “I love every inch of you, Tara.” His mouth closes around my right nipple and I moan as he bites it.
“Take your clothes off Dhruv,” I almost whine, wanting to feel him.
His eyes close. “Princess… If we start—” he begins, but I kiss him before he can complete the sentence.
“Right now, I need you badly,” I whimper. "Please, can we do this later?” He groans again.
We unbutton his vest, and I peel it off of him. My eyes take him in shamelessly even before the vest drops to the floor, but before I can really appreciate the view—as is my right—he kneels on the floor.
Dhruv’s fingers loop around my underwear before he looks up at me, as if asking for permission. I nod. He tugs down the fabric, and I barely have time to register anything before his mouth is on me.
“Oh my god,” I rasp, my eyes closing involuntarily. The tip of his tongue flicks against my clit.
Oh, Oh my god.
My hand twitches, and I grasp the bedsheet tightly. I’ve never felt this kind of pleasure before, and I don’t know what to do with it. Dhruv doesn’t give me a moment to catch my breath before he slides his fingers inside, arching them against a spot that makes my thighs squeeze around his face.
I feel the tension building inside me, but the tease he is, he withdraws his fingers and cocks an eyebrow as he licks the fingers clean. I want to whine and throw things at him because he cannot, HE CANNOT, leave me hanging like this.
“You look pissed, princess.” He smiles smugly and I huff. “Do you need something?” He leans down to peck my lips.
“I need you.” I sigh. He chuckles, but instead of making me beg like I think he would, he takes off his pants and his boxers almost immediately, as if all this toying was an act and he’s desperate, too. When I see his cock, hard and twitching, I know he needs me as hopelessly as I do.
His hand grabs my hips as he pulls me closer, his cock pressing against my stomach, hot and heavy, precum smearing onto my skin, making my eyes widen and mouth dry.
“Are you sure?” he groans, as I run my fingers against his shaft.
“Yes.” I lick my lips. Dhruv stretches his arm, opens the drawer, and pulls out a condom. I watch as he rips open the foil, but before he can roll it down on his cock, I take it from him and do it myself. His head falls back with a growl that sends shivers down my spine.
He leans in, his body curling perfectly over mine. He kisses me once more, and in one swift motion, enters me. I gasp, breaking our kiss, my head falling back.
Oh my god.
“You okay, princess?” he asks, sounding strained, and all I can do is nod. But okay isn’t the right way to describe this. I feelgreat. The stretch is a bit painful, but it doesn’t matter because the pleasure shooting through me is intense. He feels huge inside me, like he’s touching every inch of me.
“You feel so perfect, Sitara.” He grunts. “Can I move?”
I nod immediately.
His breath is hot against my neck, his lips sucking at my nipple as he withdraws until I can only feel the tip of his cock, and he quickly thrusts forward, somehow sinking even deeper than before. My eyes fall shut.
“Thought about this,” he says as he thrusts in me again and again. “I have thought about this so many times, even when it felt wrong, princess.” He huffs softly. “I have thought about burying myself deep inside you, getting my face squashed between your thighs.” His hand wrap gently around my throat as he shifts inside me and I moan. “I thought of making love to you, making you cum so hard that you wouldn’t—” he groans again as his pace quickens and I whimper, “you won’t get out of the bed.” My legs shake as he shatters me with his cock, his dirty words.
“God, are you going to cum for me, princess?” he whispers in my ear as I tremble beneath him. “Cum for me baby,” My stomach clenches and I finally let go, his name on my lips sounds like prayers.
He’s still thrusting inside me, his pace, his rhythm sloppy now. A moment later, he’s cumming too.
We’re both breathless and sweaty as he lies over me, still kissing my collarbone gently. I smile at how a minute ago, he was telling me his fantasies, and now he’s kissing me so softly like I might disappear, or worse, break if he doesn’t.
“So,” I begin and he finally looks up, “can we agree to never stop?” I bite my lip and he chuckles.
“I agree.” He smirks and presses a kiss on forehead. “I love you, Tara.”
