ll Shranal SS: My Secret Admirer..? *Part Seven Preview Pg 11*ll - Page 5

Part Five

I moved closer towards him, loving the feel of his skin, his smell, and the warmth that was coming off from his body.

The sun rays were unbearable; making it obvious that it was fully up and it was probably setting late into the morning hours.

There were sounds of birds, laughter, and splashing making it obvious there were people around but at the moment I really couldn't pull myself away from him.

I felt my eyelids slowly closed as the sound of the ocean and the laughter slowly started to soothe me.

I blinked, not sure if I heard correctly, and instead I snuggled closer to his warmth and felt his hands around me but just as he was about to wrap them around, they disappeared.

He then tried again and repeated the same thing and I chuckled.

"You can wrap your arms around me." I said while smiling and wrapping myself closer towards him.

It didn't take long before he wrapped his arms around me and I smiled and slightly blushed at the same time.

I could feel my eyes slowly start to close again and I could hear his voice calling me out again.

"Yeeeaaahhh..." I said with a slurred voice.

"Why...do you have tattoos?" he asked.

At that I scrunched up my face.

"Why do most people get tattoos, usually because they want it?" I asked confused.

"No...no...no I meant is there a specific reason as to why?" he said and I could tell he felt embarrassed.

I paused for a moment before I answered.

"I hate to break it to you, but it wasn't for any reason at all...I just wanted to get it..." I said while thinking for a moment.

In reality, it was to rebel against my parents.

It was around the late stages where I already lost 60 percent of my vision and they started to restrain me even more and more from doing much, going out, and trying to live more independently.

I already felt as if I was becoming disabled, feeble, as if I would permanently have to depend on them for the rest of my life.

The frustration of not being able to see, to not be able to do things on my own, puberty, and just a whole bunch of other mess wanted me to lash out in some way, any way possible.

Some ways that weren't always so wise.

I sighed.

"I'm sorry." He said.

There was guilt in his voice and I leaned towards him.

"For what?"

"For asking you about something that was private...I..I..I shouldn't have asked." He said.

I gave him a smile.

"You didn't ask anything that was inappropriate...it's more so childish." I said while blushing.

He said nothing and so I continued on while blushing in embarrassment.

"Okay...more so I...I was trying to be rebellious...so I kind of went a little bit too far." I said while blushing in embarrassment.

"I think it looks really pretty." He said silently.

I smiled.

"I barely know how it looks...the person could have drawn a squiggly line and I wouldn't be able to tell the difference." I said with a laugh.

"The person did a great job...the rose looks realistic and the stars looks really pretty..." He said.

"Oh..." I said and I slowly edged closer towards him and I could feel him tense up but thankfully he didn't draw away from me.

"I wonder as to why you know...seems like you have been staring at it a pretty long time." I said with a smile.

I felt him tense up but was shocked when I felt his hands wrap around my waist and I blushed at his boldness.

He seemed so shy, so cute at times that it felt as if he had no experience but then there were times, such as now, where it seemed like he knew what he was doing.

"Its because...I didn't think you would get something like that." He said.

I smiled and instead of answering him I lifted my hands, trying to find his face and I gently cupped his cheeks.

"Oh...really now?" I said with amusement and at his discomfort I took the time to explore other areas of his face, trying to touch his nose which felt so soft; the bride was narrow, his nostrils were wide but not very.

I then trailed upward, gliding over a soft pinpricks that felt like hair...maybe lashes...eyelashes...and it felt incredibly long.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

I pouted.

"You can ogle me but I can't do the same?" I said.

I could tell he felt embarrassed as he started stuttering to get his next sentence out.

"I...I...wasn't...wasn't...wasn't necessarily ogling...I...I...I was trying to..." he started but instead I chuckled and continued to prick, glide, rub, and privately "ogle" his face, trying to create a picture of how he might look in my mind.

"How...how...are you ogling me...your just rubbing your hands...over my face." He said.

I smiled.

"I'm creating a mental picture. My other senses are not that bad...Thank God for that or I wouldn't be able to tell that you have nice smooth skin, small cute nipples, and it seems like you work out a lot." I said.

I could tell he was blushiong but he never answered, instead remained quiet and allowed me to continue to grope him.

I lowered my hands down towards his nose and towards something that felt so soft and moist and it moved and my hands landed on something solid.

It was his lips...

I smiled and continued again and same thing solid.

Most likely his teeth.

I grew frustrated and repeated again until he finally stopped moving around and I was able to completely glide my hands over his lips, enjoying the feel but not more so when I was kissing them.

I couldn't help myself as I dropped my hands and instead replaced my hands with my lips.

It caught him by surprise and I felt his hands on my arm tightened but thankfully this time he responded a lot faster than before as he slowly slid his lips against mine.

All the while I relaxed and let him take control and he tentatively grew bolder as he molded my lips against his and I could feel my senses responding.

We continued and unlike our first kiss, this felt a lot more gentle, soft, and careful but I was still becoming unsettled all the more as he slowly pushed our bodies closer towards one another.

He tentatively, almost shyly dipped his tongue into my mouth and rubbed along my tongue and I felt myself edge even closer towards him as he continued the motion and my body only exhilarated at the repeated senses that were being whacked onto it.

After a while when we couldn't breathe we separated and the only thing that I could hear beside the ocean, the birds, and laughter coming from the distant end from the beach, was our rushed and heated breath as we tried to inhale air back into our lungs.

I smiled and I slowly laid myself back towards him, scooting even closer towards his chest and immediately enjoying the warmth of his arms as he wrapped them around my bare skin and I leaned my head closer towards his chest.

As I listened to his steady heartbeat slowly speed up, it made me smile and I could feel my thoughts started to become jumbled and interrupting the peaceful relaxation that I was having.

What does he mean to me? What do I want out of this?

Those two questions...for some reason...I couldn't really answer.

I dated off and on...not so much in the past year but sadly most of the relationships I ended in were more so of short-term and it seemed as if the guy was always only interested in a sexual relationship, nothing serious which only made me hesitant in trying to go out with anyone.

Most of the times I would outwardly tell the person about my blindness to avoid awkwardness later on but it seemed to only speed up the let's-get-to bed conversation as they thought it would be ever kinkier.

I shuddered at the last encounter I had with a guy name Adrian that I was dating for almost two weeks and before I knew it, we were in his place to spend dinner.

It wasn't so bad until he thought I was an idiot to believe that his bedroom was the freaking dining room and he his freaking penis was a sign of me touching his pet snake...

I sighed.

I wasn't sure to be honest what he meant to me as I was still trying to figure everything out as it went along but I wanted something for once, serious...something stagnant and would grow into something more serious and someone he would actually try to not see me as a burden or as easy prey.

Well more so the situation was reversed in this scenario...

I smiled at that.

He was too easy at times to mess with.

But it wasn't necessarily that bad...he was cute, caring, and empathetic but not overly so that it would become overbearing.

He handled hearing about my blindness pretty well for most and he was trying hard, really hard to treat me like any other person but there were times when I find doors magically opened, straws in my drinks, the path clear when we walk around the block to the ice cream parlor or any other restaurant, or he would help carry me as it seemed as if the road was too rocky and "dangerous" for me to walk on.

The last part I laughed at as it was such a freaking lie but nevertheless he was trying in his way to help but not too much of a way to make it feel as if he was overbearing and saw me as a child or as disabled case.

I smiled as I laid back down on his chest not wanting to get away from the warmth and really wanting to catch up on my sleep that I was deprived of from earlier.

I felt my eyes closed and for a moment or so I could feel myself drift off into sleep.

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"Shraddha?" I said.

But nothing.

Soon I heard a soft noise, almost as if it was snoring, and I realized she was sleeping.

She had her legs hunched up, almost as if in a cradle position, with her head nestling on my upper chest.

I smiled as I stared at her, she looked so cute like a kid that was sleeping with her teddy bear, oblivious to the rest of the world.

Her hair was damp, some strands still wet, and it was sprawled all throughout my chest with a few strands hanging on my shorts.

I raised my hand and moved some of the strands of her hair, curling it around her ear that was also pierced more so with piercings fully layered completely around the arch of her right ear but surprisingly didn't extends towards her left ear.

I smiled even more as I watched as she snuggled closer towards my body and I couldn't help myself from wrapping my harms even tighter around her and she involuntarily moved even closer towards me.

I stared at her face; her eyelashes were still clumped together and she was busily chewing on her lips subconsciously.

I leaned down and to kiss her forehead.

"You never answered when I told you I liked you." I said with a soft smile.

She grumbled and scurried further into my embrace.

I smiled.

"But I guess I already have my answer don't I." I said while wrapping my hands around her waist even tighter and she sighed and I smiled.

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(A Week Later...)

I carefully wrapped the flowers in the plastic, stuck the card onto the side of the package, and put it carefully in the small vase that was used to keep it upright.

I was busy helping prepare a large order for a husband that wanted to surprise his wife for the 5^th year anniversary and this was a big deal for Kittu and I, as the guy was pressing to advertise our business if everything goes according to plan.

I continued to pack more bundles until I went up to 10 and carefully set them in the appropriate vases.

"Kittu!" I called out.

I heard her ring up a sale for a customer before she came out back.

"Shraddha? Finished." She said.

I nodded.

"We have to keep it hydrated just in case...he called and said that he won't be able to pick up today as he is running to more problems at work, so it's going to be an overnighter." I said.

I could already hear the screws in her hair running as she was thinking and processing the information.

"Okay...that would be good for now, but nothing can mess these things up...these are the best...nothing can go wrong." She said.

I nodded and I picked up the spray bottle that I had left on the right hand side of the table that I placed all the vases filled with bouquets.

I carefully sprayed some water on the flower petals as Kittu walked away as the front of the door opened and based on the tone of voice it was a young girl.

"Hello, how can I help you today...oh?" Kittu said in a surprised voice.

"Ummm...hi Kittu are you and Shraddha busy?" the voice said hesitantly.

It took me a second...Folami!

I smiled and I placed the bottle back on the table and slowly made my way to the front of the store.

"Folami, how are you doing...is something wrong?" I asked.

"Isn't the store open today?" Kittu asked.

"Hello, Shraddha I'm fine of sorts... There is no worries one of my cousins is helping fill in the shift for today. This matter is kind of urgent." She said with a serious voice.

It wasn't like her, she was always chirpy, bubbly, and full of energy 24/7, so for her to sound so serious...

"Shraddha...Kittu...actually...yes...there is something that I need both of your help with." She said.

"What's wrong?" Kittu asked.

I could hear her pause before she decided to talk.

"It's not me, okay look my elder sister is soon getting married." She said.

"Congratulations!" I said.

"So Nnenia finally decided to settle down, looked like Nicholas had to almost beg and coax her into marriage." Kittu said.

I smiled.

"I know...it shocked all of us when she announced to us she was settling down. Either way, they are planning in getting married they say in the next six months. Supposedly it's supposed to be a to be an all out traditional Nigerian wedding, after much coaxing..." she said.

"But either way, my family was planning an engagement party in the next three weeks, we have been planning for the last two to three months or so for it to be a contemporary slash traditional party, big, all big and all out. We called the florist to check up on our order but suddenly they said we never made an order, appointment, or anything of the sort and now it's impossible for them to have the type of flower that we need. Long story short we need a florist but there is no way we can get something like that last minute like this so..." she said all in such a rush that I almost missed parts of what she was saying.

"So I was wondering if you guys could help me out?" she said and there was earnestness in her voice and a hint of desperation as well.

I smiled and nodded.

"No problem, we are here on the job." Kittu said.

I heard her chuckle.

"Thank you guys so much...okay...here is the location of the event, it's a small hall not too fancy or anything but the flowers and decorations were suppose to look like this..." I heard ruffling of paper and I was confused as to what was going on until I heard Folami speak up again.

"It's a picture of the event hall, there is suppose to at least fit 250 people and it was going to be designed with small dining tables and there was suppose to be a stage where my sister and her fianc was going to be sitting on during the party...there was suppose to be an arch behind them and flowers were suppose to be woven on the back of the chairs, and some flowers on the table. I know this is a lot and I know this is not what you guys usually do but I promise I am more than ready to pay you guys fully for the extra work and everything." Folami said.

I smiled and walked forward and pinched her.

"What's with all of this? We are friends..." I said.

"There is no way we can charge you for something like this." Kittu said.

"No way, this is not an easy job and its short notice...I insist on paying you guys no questions." Folami insisted.

"But..." I started.

"No, this is something that I want to do, you guys shouldn't be so lenient with me...how are you going to keep your reputation." She said with amusement in her voice.

I smiled.

"But..." I started again until Kittu interrupted.

"You are very right...if people hear that we gave our services free of charges our revenue will surely decrease plus people will start saying that we are not a credible legitimate business but then again you can pay off your debt by working helping us pack some of the shipment of flowers coming in on Thursday."Kittu said.

I smiled and shook my head.

Folami sighed.

"Okay, but I will still give you some form of payment, it's a lot of work and I won't debate further on this." She said with a stern voice that somehow didn't leave room for debate.

"Okay, okay we will agree to our form of payment but we don't mind doing this...what type of flowers by the way?" I asked.

"My sister really loves orchids...so I was thinking at least if cala lilies and orchids could be incorporated. I was thinking more so of a white, pink, and possibly white please. The overall theme of our party was supposed to be white, pink, and a hint of green as well." Folami said in a rushed jumble as she tried to get her thoughts out.

"Okay...we will have to contact some workers to set it up and hopefully we can get the order set in right away...but this is unexpected but we will make sure everything is ready by at least next week if not less than two weeks." Kittu said.

"Hopefully within a week time, this is a definite promise." Kittu and I said simultaneously.

I heard Folami release a breath and I could feel her tension melt away and before I noticed it, she wrapped her arms around me and I giggled.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you so, so, so, so, so so, so, so,so MUCH!!!!!" she said and she released me and I could hear the surprised yelp when she hugged Kittu.

I chuckled and without notice I felt her enveloped me into a hug and I smiled but was confused when I dind't feel her hair land on me like they usually do.

"You changed your hair?" I wanted to say as a statement but it came out as a question.

"Yes...I took it out of the braids and now supporting my regular puff puff ponytail. In preparation before I get it done before the party.

I smiled.

"Thank you guys so much and before I forget I also came here to give you guys this." She said and I scrunched up my eyebrows in confusion but she explained.

"It's an invitation card to her engagement party as well. If you are willing in bringing a plus one you are more than welcome...and I don't mean family or friends." She said with double meaning in her voice and I had a feeling she was looking at me when she was saying it but all I did was roll my eyes and felt my cheeks become warm despite myself.

"It seems I won't need the plus one...but it seems that Shraddha will more than surely need it." Kittu said as well and Folami chuckled.

"Her plus one is not that bad." Folami said.

"Huh?" Kittu said.

I shook my head.

"Not that bad?" I said.

Folami chuckled.

"He is really...sexy...I'm just saying if I wasn't currently in a relationship..." she said while giggling.

"You wouldn't have a chance..." I said with more annoyance and irritation than I thought I would have.

"Wait, wait, wait, you have met her boy toy? How the heck was that possible?" Kittu said.

"I would TOTALLY have a chance Shraddha but I get it, I get it...MMMEEEOOOWWW! He is yours." She said while chuckling and completely ignoring Kittu's previous question.

I shook my head in annoyance.

"No seriously? How did you meet him? What the heck is this? She works and lives her but I haven't caught wind but you have seen him...that is not freaking fair...what the heck Shraddha? When am I going to meet him? When pigs fly?" she said with annoyance.

I smiled and shook my head.

"It's not my fault...you probably already met him without even knowing." I said and gave her a wink before I walked behind the store and I could hear Kittu digging Folami for more answers to her questions.

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I walked onto the sidewalk and stared at Shraddha inside the store.

She was busily talking to a customer and she nodded and the customer was making their way towards the door, where I was and instead I decided to help the customer by opening the door.

"Thank you sir." The older woman said.

She smiled and I smiled towards her, giving her a wink and she smiled and blushed.

"So rare nowadays, young men with manners." She whispered before she slipped towards the endless stream of people on the sidewalk.

I smiled and I walked inside the store, inside the flower shop and smiled when I saw Shraddha.

She was busy behind the counter and instead of being focused on the front, she was busy arranging something on the shelf behind her and she turned back to the front and smiled.

She was pretty, her hair was loose, hanging down on her lower stomach that was covered over with a green apron that had marks of dirt on it.

Aside from the apron it looked she was wearing a long sleeve blouse and jeans but it wasn't visible.

But when she turned around, I noticed she was wearing shorts and I couldn't help lower my gaze towards her behind that was nicely molded and cupped in the jeans and I felt myself starting to blush.

"Welcome, what are you doing here during this time of the day?" she said.

I thought she was talking to someone else so I looked behind me and there was no one.

"I'm talking to you Kunal." She said while giggling.

"Huh...you knew I was here?" I said in astonishment.

She chuckled and smiled.

"I can tell...your movements, plus your smell...your body spray." She said while smiling.

I smiled and walked towards her area and she looked around with a smile on her face.

She lifted her hand midair, hesitant, but I extended my hand wrapping it in hers that were covered in spots of dirt most likely handling flower pots but I still lifted her hand and pressed a kiss on the top part of her hand.

She smiled.

"Getting bold are we. You're a fast learner." She said with a smile.

I smiled even more and blushed, feeling awkward.

"I have a great teacher." I said with a smile.

She smirked and she wrapped her hands around my neck and lifted herself on my tip toes and she pursed her lips towards me before she smiled and I couldn't help myself in placing my lips over hers, gently pulling her lips against mine, softly kissing her and she was pushing her lips even more right back and after a minute or so I released her lips and she pouted when I did so.

"It's very easy when I have a more than willing student." She said and she landed back on the soles of her feet and stuck out her tongue in disappointment but she flashed me a smile before she released her hands from my neck and she walked around me and she went to the door.

I looked at her confused, not sure where this was leading, but she went to the "We are...Opened" Sign and flipped it to "We are...Closed" sign.

She slid the lock perfectly in place, top and bottom, before she reached for her neck and untied the apron that was around her front and she quickly folded the apron, revealing what was behind the apron, what she was wearing which wasn't much.

She was wearing a long sleeve crop top that exposed her midriff where there was a belly ring in place and I blushed even more at the glance of her smooth newly suntanned skin.

She placed her apron on top of the counter where the register was, before she came around and grabbed my hand and was pulling me along.

"Shraddha?" I questioned.

"Come on...I want to show you something...we have to make it quick...my friend is going to come back in less than ten minutes and I want you guys to meet one another." She said while smiling all the while pulling and tugging me to come along.

I followed her lead and she laughed as she led me inside the store that was flanked by nothing but flowers but the back section was filled with flower pots that were perfectly filled with soil, evidence as to why Shraddha's hands were so dirty.

She gripped the banister of the staircase which was a dark wood that seemed to be in okay-ish condition but looked like it had a seen a dismissal better days.

I looked at Shraddha as she climbed each step, not missing a single beat, and I scrunched my brow.

It wouldn't be too safe if the stairs stay like this untreated...I wonder if I could ask her later on if my friend and I can help her fix it.

I nodded with my mind made up and we landed on the top step and she hurriedly shuffled me to the second door that was on the floor.

She twisted the knob, knowing the door would be opened, and the door unlocked and what unfolded inside had my breath taken away.

It was simple in its effect but the mixture of pinks, blues, and a crme color of the wall, where the outermost was a light blue, innermost blue, and the outlining around the room was a crme color.

Her bed was a simple bed with pillows, blanket, yet it had a small book folded upside down and I arched my eyebrow but my attention directed towards a picture of her that was on the right wall.

She was wearing glasses and her hair was in curls while she wore a solemn smile while the girl next to her had her red hair in a high ponytail, bright red lipstick, and obvious thick makeup and was making a peace sign.

There was another person in the picture, a girl but she was a little far off from the other two. She had her braid in her hand and had a smirk on her lips as she stared brightly at the camera, too brightly almost as if she was the only one there.

I looked to another picture that was there, a little larger than the others and it included Shraddha, without glasses, with three boys: one older, younger, and the other who appeared to be her same age flanked around her, and older people who seemed to be her parents flanked on either end of all four of them.

The woman was a beautiful older woman with brown hair that was in a thick silk saree and an older man that was a pair of jeans, regular blue striped shirt.

I continue to stare at the pictures fascinated and I noticed another one where it was with Folami, Shraddha, and the same girl in the first picture that I noticed earlier.

This time all three of them was wearing the identical outfit, all dresses, heels, and even hair was in full blown pink.

Did I really want to know what that was for?

I was afraid to even ask.

"You're going to ask about the picture." She said.

I looked at her confused and she was busy trying to straighten out her desk that was filled with a couple of books and some knitting needles?

"Your pictures are all...interesting to say the least." I said trying to pick a safe word to describe the picture with her and Folami.

"No, I meant the picture over here." She said while pointing out the picture with her in glasses and the other girl that I couldn't identify...but she looked familiar.

She smiled and she turned around before she walked over to me, lifting her hands slowly upward in my direction and I grabbed it, folding my hands in her while she smiled.

"It's when I was in middle school, I...rather we were 13 years old. The girl on the right with the over-the-topness...that's Kritika, Kittu for short...that's who I want you to meet later on today." She said.

I looked at her direction and once again notice the girl with the heavy makeup and the bright red hair and blinked at the girl that was Shraddha...or rather the girl that used to be Shraddha as she seemed meeker compared to the image of herself as of now.

I blinked, confused as to why she would...

"The girl on my left is Jaya...she is not a close friend more so a family friend. Her father and my father is a friend of her fat are friends and they used to invite her over and stuff...but I never got along with her...not even till this day." She said while sighing.

I nodded but I was more confused as to who this Kittu was and as to why she would hang around someone so different from her and Shraddha laughed again and I looked at her.

"What's on your mind?" she asked.

Instead of asking how she knew, which was probably obvious, I asked.

"You guys...seem so different...especially in that picture...how come..." I started.

She smiled.

"Kittu...is a very special case on how we became friends. We met during the ending of my fifth year in school but we didn't become friends until I got into trouble and had to spend at most three days in detention during my sixth year in school." She said.

"She was different...more so a rule breaker and I was strictly following the rules all the time. She seemed hard, crass, sometimes rude...at first appearance...but she was a really nice, sweet, and kind person. She stuck behind me, whatever stupid or ridiculous idea that I might have ever had and I know if anything she has supported more so than any other person." She said with a smile.

I stared at her as she described her friend with so much expression.

"So she is your best friend?" I asked and she shook her head.

"I referred to her as a friend, but she is more than that...she is more of a sister. I depend on her. She is the only person that I would honestly say that I would allow to help me to "see" if I needed it, not that she would help me." She said while laughing.

I scrunched up my eyebrow.

"Isn't that kind of cruel?" I asked puzzled.

She smiled and shook her head.

"Not really, its what I needed for me to tackle my blindness and own it, not the other way around." She said with a smile.

I stared at her, at her eyes that were still the same light brown that were so beautiful even with the whitish opaque screen covering her pupil and I couldn't help myself from leaning forward and press a soft, gentle kiss against her forehead and I looked down at her and she seemed surprise, caught unaware by my movement and her cheeks started to turn a slight red before it stained her cheeks into a bright crimson.

"What...what...what was that for?" she said while blushing even more and this time her turn in stuttering.

I smiled.

"Because I wonder what type of friend or rather sister that this Kittu is for her to have change this meek girl in the picture frame to this more sexier and confident version." I said.

She blushed even more.

"You are spending too much time with me...you are becoming too good with words." She said and she lowered her eyes.

"Why are you lowering your eyes? Are you now going back to your former self from junior high?" I said with a smile.

She smiled and blushed even more and she still kept her eyes down.

"You are being embarrassing, flirting like you're a pro." She said while smiling.

I smiled and I placed my thumb and index finger on her chin and lifted her head towards me, watching as her eyelashes lifted itself upward as her eyes looked up but not towards or focused on me.

"I have learned from the best." I said with a smile before I lowered my lips against her lips.

"Wait...Kittu is going to come...also I have to tell you why I asked you to come up here." She said whispered, her breath teasing my skin.

"Later." I said and I continued to cup her chin more tightly, gentle not too rough.

"Who gave you permission? I thought students follow teacher's orders..." she whispered.

"I am, I just want to make sure I learned correctly...I'm just trying to review my lessons." I said before I fully pressed my lips against hers, wrapping my arms against her waist and dragging her body fully against mine and relinquishing as I felt her breasts brush up against my chest.

I felt my hands lower down her waist while I moved my lips against hers, slowly down her chin, and towards her neck, making soft kisses as I trailed downward and at the same time my hand cupped her left a** cheek and she responded with a moan and a soft whimper.

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Things were accelerating a little...too...too fast but I couldn't draw myself away.

"Wait...wait." I said while breathing heavily.

I pulled away from him and gripped the ends of my top, recklessly pulling it over my head, trying hard to pull the ridiculous material off of my body and dropping it on the floor.

"Okay... resume..."I said and he didn't need a further green light as he practically picked me up off the floor and I felt him turning to the left and alarms rang in my head.

"Bed...bed no, bed is not good, Kittu can come any second now." I said while breathing heavily.

"But..." he said while getting caught on a half groan as I felt his lips go right back onto mine and instead he changed direction and I felt him moving forward until my back pressed flush against something solid.

"It's a wall." He said, knowing what I was thinking.

I nodded and placed my hands flushed around his neck and I felt my legs move on its own as I wrapped my legs around his waist and he pushed me further against the wall and he kissed me flushed against my neck and I felt my head tip back as I exhilarated in the heat and wetness that was coming from his lips and mouth.

He continued to trail his lips downward until I felt his lips hovering over my left breast and he became hesitant and I chuckled.

"Here I thought the student was so confident and was trying to review?" I said while chuckling but it turned into a moan as he kissed the swells of my breast and felt his waist rock into me which was a major turn on as his lower half was fully erect and was grinding fully into my lower half that was already becoming hot and wet from the increased sensations and grinding of his hips against me.

He continued with the motions while his lips were completely hovering over my breast, kissing, licking, and slowly taking away my bra straps from my shoulder, his hands roaming all over my body and I felt myself becoming lose to the increase sensations that were being wracked onto my body.

I felt my breath becoming out in more increased measure, skin becoming tight, body almost close to snapping in half so instead I grabbed his hand and I felt him release his lips from my breast.

"Shraddha?" he said huskily in a deep voice.

Instead of talking I snapped my belt from my shorts and placed his hand inside, past my panties, until he touched my core and I arched my back off the wall, groaning, and moaning in satisfaction.

"Shraddha?" he said with confusion.

"Stroke it." I said while sighing and panting in desperation as his fingers were poised against my core.

I felt his hand awkwardly move and instead my senses reeled at each touch.

"Am I...am I doing this correctly?" he said huskily but lost as to what to do.

I nodded and he continued, awkwardly but each stroke he started to become even more confident as he slid, making careful strokes that seemed to drive me even further off the deep end.

"Grea...gre...gre.." I couldn't finish as I was caught off guard as an immense amount of pleasure poured throughout each single pore of my body.

I tensed up and felt myself release a scream as the pleasure continued to rack out of my body and he didn't stop his movements and I felt myself full lose control as I continued to scream in satisfaction and felt another wave and I felt myself lost to the sensations on my body and I felt myself slacken against his body and I felt his hands quickly lift out of my panties and wrapped around me and I could feel the wetness from his fingers that were just inside me.

We remained quiet, just trying hard to regain our breathing, while I felt a sudden gush of air on my chest, making it obvious that somehow during the tussle he was able to snap and remove my bra completely off.

I sighed and couldn't help but to smile despite myself.

It's been way, way, way, way too long since I have been as relaxed and as satisfied as I was feeling.

"I feel like you were lying." I finally said after a while when I felt myself calm down a little.

"Hmmm?" he mumbled and before I knew it, I felt his lips back onto my breasts, this time making soft kisses across my nipple.

"Were you ever a student? If I didn't know any better it seems that you have much practice with this." I said with a soft smile prying on my lips.

"Who knows." He said and before I could respond towards that claim he quickly opened his mouth and closed it full around my left breast and whatever I was going to say was cut off by a long dragged out moan.

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