Savage-II (AR) Chapter 8: Page 54 New!! - Page 26

After months I have posted a new Chapter of Savage. I am excited and as well as nervous. Hope you'll enjoy it. 😳

Keeping in mind the rules and regulation of IF, I have tried to cut down the Adult part as much as possible. I hope there isn't any chota baccha who reads this FF. Otherwise there would be a hell lot of trouble ;P

This is an Un-Edited version. I am way too tired to go through this Chapter one more time so I am leaving it on you guys. 😛

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~And Win it is~

Love is dangerous. But there's one more emotion that is equally dangerous. It's the anger, pain, frustration that we keep on accumulating inside us. We try to control it, we try to make it disappear but it doesn't. And the day comes when it bursts out so powerfully that it not only affects us but others as well. I wasn't immune to this emotion. For two years I kept on controlling it, trying to handle but the dam finally broke.

I waited as I continued looking at her. Slowly, so slowly she got up from the chair. She was definitely planning something. It was written all over her face and in those brown eyes. Without breaking our eye contact even for a second she came and sat down on my lap.

Okay so this was totally out of the blue.

"Are you ready?" She whispered seductively, blowing in my ears. "For me?" She bit my ear lobe as she settled herself comfortably in my lap. "I know you want me."

It took everything in my will power to not just push her away. I am a man for god sake and whether it was right or wrong it was turning out to be very hard for me to control my body reactions.

Licking her forefinger she touched my face. Slowly she moved her finger downwards from my cheek to my lips to my neck. She stopped and I had to gulp. I looked at her face and saw the tease in her eyes. She moved on my lap and it took me every ounce of will power not to grab and throw her on the bed.

The rational part wasn't helping me. I wanted to throw myself on top of her and do things which only a couple do. I know I shouldn't have let these thoughts come in my mind. But seeing, feeling and touching her brought back thoughts that I was trying to repress from so long.

Tanya always held a special place in my life. The time I had with her was irreplaceable. There was a time when I used to see and feel every day, every hour, every minute and every second. My day started with her and ended with her. But then a day came when she didn't come. And I didn't feel her. With days passing I stopped seeing and feeling her. Only a faint memory was left. And the most shocking part was that I didn't feel remorse about it. I didn't feel bad because her place was slowly taken by another person. And that person was igniting feelings inside me that I had given up long time back.

Her touch, her smell, her words, her each and everything was screaming at me. This game of seduction wasn't just a game. All my pent up emotions were waiting to explode and she wasn't of any help at that moment.

"You are playing with fire," I said as I felt her lips on my neck. A part of me wanted her to stop but the other wanted her to never stop.

"Really? I love playing with fire," She replied, continuing her light kisses, her fingers caressing my body.

"You'll lose." I closed my eyes as I felt her biting my neck. The pain and pleasure she was giving was more than I could take. With each passing second she was making it hard. She was breaking my resolve and a part of me liked it.

"What if I want to?" She whispered. Her hand reached the waistband of my jeans as she slowly moved her fingers on top of it. I sucked in a breath as her fingers gently moved my shirt and touched my skin.

"Don't tempt me. I'll burn you." I said, clenching my fist and holding on to the armrest. We were both in a dangerous territory but none of us wanted to stop first.

Stop there Riddhima. Stop before it's too late.

She stopped, and already I started missing her touch. Maybe it was for the best. But when she looked at me all hell broke because I wasn't the only one getting affected. She was equally aroused, her eyes and her expressive face said everything which her words didn't.

Our lips touched and every wall that I was trying to built crumpled. There was nothing slow or sensual in our touch or our actions.

With my hands under her hips, I picked her up and threw her against the wall. Our bodies pressing against each other, she held on to me tightly as we kissed. Anger, frustration, pain, helplessness, each and every emotion that I had tried so hard to suppress inside was coming out. It wasn't just about winning anymore. It was more than that and I wasn't the only one to feel it.

Supporting her body with mine, I grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. We continued kissing; our hands continued exploring each other. I moved down, kissing her neck, biting and leaving my mark on her skin. She moaned, pulling my hair. I cupped her breasts through her bra, kneading them eliciting a response from her. She didn't try to stop me and I didn't want to.

"I...I need you right now." She said wrapping legs around my waist. She yanked my shirt over my head and threw it on the ground. Her skin touched mine and I pulled her tighter against me because I wanted to savour this touch. We were restless, acting like animals, trying to overpower each other in an intimate way. A part of me wanted to stop but the other part of me didn't want to. Maybe it was because from two years I didn't let anyone come close to me. I had tried. I even tried a one night stand but couldn't go further because from two years a face kept haunting me. I used to see her in my sleep. I used to see her face in the morning. I used to see her everywhere and that face was right there in front of me.

Riddhima.

I was angry with her and I was angry for her. I was angry with the person who was responsible. I was frustrated with her and for her. Frustration for things I did and what I couldn't do. And I was in pain for the girl who was slowly turning out to be everything for me.

"Touch me. Touch me...please." She rasped. I touched her where she wanted me too and seeing the pleasure on her face encouraged me to move further.

I wanted her. I wanted her right there. And I would have if we were not interrupted.

Noise.

I stilled. And the rational part of me that was missing was back. She felt it too because she opened her eyes and looked at me. Untangling her I moved back, our eyes never leaving the other.

This isn't me. This isn't me. OH God.

What was I thinking?

You weren't thinking.

I knew and it was the reason why I was about to do things I never would have done in million years with her.

Don't you want her?

I don't know. But not like this. Not like this. I turned my back towards her, rubbing my face. Taking a control, I slowly turned and looked at her. She was pissed at me. And I knew the reason why.

"I am sorry." I said. I picked up my shirt from the ground and turned towards the bathroom not missing the profanities she was throwing at me.

I needed time to cool down. To pull my emotions and bring back the control that I always had. What was happening to me? I didn't know. Just because I kept seeing her doesn't mean anything. Or does it?

My emotions, my thoughts, everything was getting jumbled up and no one was there to help me. Splashing cold water on face I tried taking control of my feelings but all I could see was her face. Her eyes, her nose, her lips, smile and... her kiss.

I touched my lips still feeling the sensation. The way her lips moulded with mine, the way she fitted in my hands, the way her body reacted to mine; it showed me feelings that I had never experienced before. Not even with Tanya.

I got out from the bathroom and saw her sitting on the chair. She had put on her shirt and that pissed expression was still on her face. Hearing my footsteps she looked up at me and that pissed expression was replaced by a triumph.

"I won." She said getting up from the chair.

"No you didn't," I said, grabbing her hand as she started moving towards the door.

"Says who? You" She mocked, glaring at me and looked at my hand holding hers before her gaze shifted towards me. I released her but didn't move back.

"You are a F****** A******." She swore as she turned to leave.

"Riddhima wait," I called her as she tried opening the door. Her hand stilled and she slowly turned to look at me. No one said anything as we stared at each other. And when she spoke, her words took the breath out of me.

"Tanya, My name is Tanya. Not Riddhima." She said each word slowly before turning and trying to open the door.

We both may have lost the game of seduction but the one who wanted to win?

He won in the end.

~And win it is~

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Yes Gypsy my dear, you are indeed on the right track...Hell, I am so confused man😳...If this girl is Tanya then who is Riddhima?..And where is she? Gosh, now u better update soon otherwise I am going to come in your dreams and haunt you like anything.😆

Love the intensity of this chapte👍🏼r...That girl seriously know how to seduce haan...Awwiie, Poor Armaan...I am feeling so bad for him. Firstly he had to deal with that seduction and now this new Bomb😛...Plz do some mercy on him as well as on us also and update soon. Thanks for the PM..Take care

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Originally posted by: gypsy

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