Originally posted by: Tiaraa
"Mujhe tumhari zarurat hai maya" he took her hand in his and walked upto her bedroom. The dim light reflected the darkness in him. He felt guilty .he felt neglected..he felt unwanted. He wanted to feel wanted again. The desperation in him to feel any emotions apart from the pain dominated all his senses.
Maya followed him like puppet in her confusion state untill he made her sit on bed and kneeled before her.
He cupped her face with both his hands and rested his forhead against her
"Please help me maya! This pain is unbearable" she knew he was talking about the pain that were carved in his soul deep down. Which with time only became more sole and ugly.
"Maya" he rested his head on her lap as he shamelessly shredded tears.
"Please " he begged again.
She didnt know what he wanted her to do. But she could feel the pain engulfing her heart. His tears were building cracks on her inner wall. She raised her hand and touched the side of his face. He closed his eyes and took the warm feeling .
And then it was sudden, before both knew maya was already tucked under him and he was kissing the hell out of her. She tried to match with his passion equally but he was too rouch and raw for her to dominate. She was loosing herself to him with every second that passed in his passion. Surrounding became blurred for her...all she could focus was his hands as the rubbed and caressed her all over her body.
Rudra broke the kiss and immediately maya felt the loss. She looked around for a brief sec, her clothes were already gone. Actually scratch that, her clothes were mercilessly shredded off her and were tossed near the foot of bed. The remaining pieces of shredded inner were useless to hide anything from him. She locked her eyes to him as she saw him tossing his t shirt aside and then she heart the voice of belt followed by zip.
The bed dip again and rudra proped himself on elbow to avoid crushing her with his full weight. He wanted this..he need this..more than he need oxygen to live.
Very slowly, his hands were back on her body as he let the soft moulds fondle against his huge palms. She moans in pain and pleasure as his movement became rough and raw. He dips in to take the erect ecstasy and rolled his tongue over it. She cried in sheer pleasure and made a fist of her hands as she lifts her chest up to give him more success.
He was driving her insane, he was making her vulnerable. She never felt so right and wrong at the same time. God! She wanted to stop him but her body rebelled against her wishes. They liked being tortured by him..like all her senses were getting alive once again after years.
She cried again as his teeth met the soft skin on her neck..he sucked and licked as he kissed and bited the spot. She knew what he was doing. He was marking her.
Her eyes rolled heaven wards as she felt him cup her core and let his finger slide inbetween the folds....
( age likhu ya bas kru)🤣