He shook his head.“It's okay. I have tasted something that used to make a man obsessed with a woman so that bad breath wouldn’t affect it.”
His words flushed my cheeks, yet I brought my trembling fingers close to his cheek and looked at his lips; they were a darker shade of rose. I gently brushed my thumb against them before momentarily lifting my face and pecking at them.
I looked into his eyes, confused.
Did he like it?
And he smiled a little.
“My turn,” he murmured, leaning closer to press his lips on mine.
Our noses touched, and I felt his hand wrap around my waist, bringing us closer. He parted his lips, drawing mine into his mouth momentarily before lifting his face to meet my gaze again.
My throat went dry. My heart raced, and my eyes widened with the sensations flowing through my body. The new itch in my core caused me to pull my knees up, and I curled my cold toes hesitantly.
He gazed at me silently, and I questioned whether he wanted more.
“My turn?” I asked, and he nodded.
I sucked my lips, tasting his saliva off, and cupped both of his cheeks again, firmer this time. Then, I lifted myself and kissed him.
But before I could do anything, he pressed his lips against mine. My head dug deeper into the mattress as he opened his lips wide and sucked the breath out of me.
My body ached, and I felt the wetness of his mouth dirtying me with every lick. He caged me tightly when I tried to slip my lips out of his range. He abruptly grabbed my skirt and pulled it over my thighs before moving both his legs between mine.
A slow and deep moan escaped my lips when my legs parted. I turned immobile and breathless.
He pressed his lips against mine, leaving me breathless. My eyes squeezed shut, and my head tilted back to escape, but he’d already shifted before I could react.
When my heart pounded, and my breath became short, I pressed my feet into the mattress, lifting my torso against him in response.
He groaned.“I want to be inside you, right this instant,”
I felt weak suddenly. A moan escaped my lips in response, and suddenly, he pressed his hardness against me, causing me to clench onto the bedsheet.
“Kunwar-sa,” I mewled. The uneasiness of his length was brutal.
And, suddenly, he moved off, breaking the kiss, and sat up.
“Oh my God!”
He palmed his face, and I couldn’t believe what had just happened.
My breathing laboured, and I panted visibly. I placed my hand on my chest to calm my breath, then sat up, pushing the skirt down to my feet.
He looked at me.“Are you okay?” His eyes expressed concern, and I nodded.“I’m sorry, I think I lost… my control,”
I swallowed hard and shook my head shyly.“You didn’t,” I managed to say, and he looked at me silently for a moment before lowering his gaze into a smile.
“Fuck! This is going to be intense. You want it too,” he said, and I slowly shook my head, adjusting my dupatta, trying to conceal the smile that was dying to appear on my cheek.
“Um… I should probably go,” I said as I attempted to get off the bed, but he stopped me.
“Suman,” I gulped silently, looking at him, and he added,“Stay, please.”
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18. Agastya
