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SWEET NOTHINGS
He ran his callused fingers along the waistband of her skirt, and she wiggled closer to his hand. "So you were damp and sensitive all during the party, Gauri ? His thumb carelessly carressed her navel ... The movement of her stomach very well working as a scheme for him.
"I wouldn't say the whole party. I have well practised control, you know right, she said, shooting him that tough stare that turned him on even more. A genuine temptress ... That was Gauri for him.
"I know you do. You have excellent control because of me. And I love breaking it down, I love the way you feel me, the way you don't want to complaint, the way softly cry when I mark you. I love watching you lose control, he said, dipping his hand inside her skirt. He was feeling the soft lace, it is the insane little mauve garment which she had bought from london the previous week... He knew it, her wicked grin answered his raised brow. "So tell me which thought made you so scrumptious, so wet ...that aroused you.
"Your mouth, she said in a rough whisper. She inhaled his body musk as the fabric of his shirt gathered in her fists ... She was trying hard to breathe.
"Ahaan. He trailed his fingers along the top of her panties, and her hips arched closer. Her leg entwined in his calf while her grip in his hair forcing him to look at her and even the bustier fitted on her chest teasing him with that slight hint of cleavage.
"Got any other questions for me? She asked in a little hushed really mushed tone while she kissed his jaw, something which she always did when she wanted him to claim her lips.
"Did you get wetter when you saw me? Tell me the truth, he said, pulling his hand out of her skirt. She looked up at him, wide eyes full of need. She knew him, She knew that whatever is happening to her is happening because he wants her to feel so ... He likes to see her desirous ane demanding.
"What do you think? She reached for his hand, locking fingers with him. She tried to tug his hand down to her legs, but he didn't budge. Her eyes were pleading, his ways were working ... He liked the sensual kind of tension building up in her body. He felt the tasteful heat of her mouth as she kissed the column of his throat and then playfully bit his lower lip. She was a fast learner he realized.
"I think you're as hot between your legs as I am hard just from looking at you, he said and brought her hand to his erection, letting her press her palm against him. She grinned as she touched him, stroking him. He hissed in a breath, but then moved her hand away. "So tell me. Did I make you wetter when you saw me?
"Yes. You leaning against the bar, with that tie all loosened and the blue blazer on, looking like a hot guy in a suit. Only I knew you weren't thinking of business dealsyou were thinking of bedroom deals. She felt stirs in her stomach since the moment she saw him in that blue suit, the one which she had gifted him. She did not know that he was going to be such a treat.
"I was watching you the whole time, getting harder as you walked towards me. Seeing you wore what I told you to wear, he said, teasing the top of lace on her pelvic bone. He could feel her blink, he could feel her gulp. He bent his head to her neck, flicking his tongue against her collarbone, then up to her ear. "Tell me one word to describe how wet you are now.
"What is this? A Crazy Not-So-Required Foreplay? she said in as challenging a tone as she could likely muster. He was impressed with her fierceness. She didn't give it up easily, even as her body was melting under his touch. He traveled higher with his fingers, inching closer to the Promised Land.
"Yes it is. Now, I want one word, he said firmly, giving her a clear command. He stroked the soft skin of her inner thigh, causing her to quiver.
"Soaked, she said, breathing hard.
"No, your pretty little piece of cloth is soaked. I want to know about your throbbing. One word about your beautiful core that I have been thinking about all week long.
"Slippery. Does that work for your little wordplay, Clay?
"It does, he said. Did anyone else on the party know about your quickering struggle.
She shook her head.
"Good. Because I love the image I have in my head now. You sitting across the room full of people looking at me, your legs crossed, trying to hold in how much you wanted me to touch you. Not being able to touch yourself, but wanting to so bad. The way you arched when I winked at you ... Do you want me Gauri?
"Yes. I want you to touch me. I was waiting for you to touch me. He held her face to answer her whispers with a delicious kiss.
"I'm not going to make you wait any longer. He spoke against the skin of her shoulder.She grabbed his arm, wrapping her hand around his bicep, sending him some kind of message with the sharp nails that dug into him. "You better not make me wait any longer. She spoke in a wifely authoritative kind of tone, something like a complaint, Something like a request.
He dragged one finger against the skin of her crevice, and a growl erupted from him: a long, slow, appreciative growl. Her breathing grew harder, nearing a pant as he stroked her.
"I was wrong, he said in a low voice.
"About what?
"You are soaked, and I can't let you let be like this. I can't let this delicious wetness go to waste, he said, reaching under her skirt with both hands, and tugging it down gracing the floor.
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