Sex & Surya
He let go of her lips when he placed her on the couch, arresting her with his form
His thumb on her navel, feeling the crevice, she spazzed on the couch burying her face into the soft backrest
It smelled like him!!
PAAVI
EVERYTHING SMELLS LIKE YOU ONLY
RAKSHASAN!
She turned to push his hand away
"U dont have to stay at DII for weeks... here and there once a month with the baby, ONE NIGHT... he would be so happy" she accused
He massaged her right shoulder with his left hand as he scissored his legs between hers
"He doesnt give a f**k about me II" he said finding his three favorite moles on her right curve
Kissed her soulfully
He heard a low "aaahhh" growl escape her throat
"U have a hook open" he said feeling her blouse upfront, the bottom hook was undone
"You try feeding a baby in the back seat of a car" she slapped his hand
"Hey" he pleaded they tangled in a web of arms and legs
Ultimately wrapping her on him
"If u wanted a new phone u shud have said something he said" panting trying to hold her still, in one spot
"I dont want anything"
"I just thot u said u wanted me to stay at DII?" he scoffed
She kicked him and he kicked her back, pushing her down
Undoing the safety pin on her shoulder
Unravelling the luscious saree
"I dont any more" she said
He kissed her reverentially
"I wanted you back here with Nivi" he said finally when he lifted his face
"Oh u mean just Nivi?" she asked
He kissed her cheek
"I am not playing that game anymore" he sighed, exhaling audibly
Bending down and placing his lips on the now exposed navel
She bolted upward her arms flailing, when the furry chin encountered the soft lower belly skin
She turned away hiding her belly, his hand had made its way under her skirt, tracing the C section line
"Please da" she whispered shaking her head
He peeled her off the backrest and lay her down on the seat her longg braid over her curves the dense strings of jasmine spread on her skin
He undid the knot on her waist in a swift tug
She felt his hand journey from her ankle to to her inner thigh, she trapped it right there, he bend down and saw henna in the shape of anklets on her legs
"Wow" he whispered
"when did u get that"
"When I went to get waxed" she smiled weakly
"A girl was geting wedding mehandi or something... I asked her to make me anklets" she whispered
And he paid homage to the anklets with his lips and tongue
She pulled his head up using his curls
"I missed you sooo much" she whispered
He nodded
"Did u read one extra book" she punched him
"Close... 167 pages" he said his thumb stroking her core
She lunged into ecstasy like going from 0-100 on the speedometer
She shuddered "The doors are open" she whispered
"He knows to stay away, we have either killed each other or are busy" he whispered
He placed her hands on the edge of his tee
She lifted it up peeling off
"U smell like my baby" she whispered
Overcome with love, hugging him tight
He traced on her lace with fingers
"I am so sore today"
"Warning to lay off the boob?" he asked
She smiled shutting her eyes, biting her lower lip
"dont know" she whispered
She felt his thumb in places that made her delirious... he made her undress him completely... and didnt wait too long
When he was done, he watched her hurtle and pitch and fling herself shuddering uncontrollably
As her sweaty body lay weakly, her eyes shut, he began to pleasure himself with a serious game of seconds with opening act and foreplay and al
Around 2 ish, he woke her as she lay curled up, fast asleep
She heard her screaming daughter, Nivi's purple puffed sleeve blouse was off
She still wore the lemon yellow kanjeevaram it had a sewn vest in white, making Nivi's arms appear chunkier
She sat up dazed... he handed her the baby
Nivi latched on in a second she lay back down and dozed
"CUTIE... thatha kazhati vittala?" (did thatha take ur blouse off?) she cooed as Nivi suckled
He picked her up after 25 minutes, changed her and put her in the living room crib
Brought her food soup and a sandwich, she sat up to watch a Surya movie...
When he was about to make a comment about Surya she warned
"SHUT UP... konnuduven" she warned (will kill u)
"Ofcourse" he chuckled
"Did u make it?" she asked huskily chowing down the grilled cheese
"No Mahavir's up, he has a card party going ours help and help from the Tunisian embassy" he said
"Paavam did u ask him to make?" she asked
"No he was making chicken rice for his friends" R&B chuckled
"This is SO GOOD" she licked her fingers, and lay back down
"bed?" he asked
"Where are u?" she asked
"I am on page 311" he said waving his book
His fave things were in sight, the object of love/lust, the product of love/lust and sex for the brain... his book
He sat on her couch pulling her legs and feet over his thigh, and began to read twirling his locks and listening to his fave tunes
She started to sleep again in minutes...
Ranjan would knock on the twin glass doors at 6 AM the curtain would be drawn so he wouldnt see II laying on the couch wearing his son's tee
R&B would hand an awake yakking Nivi back to his Dad
And go lay by his wife and begin to sleep as the sun rose up
