Masquerade (DevAkshi SS) Part 4 Page 12 (July 26th) - Page 5

As soon as I turned around, she - yet again - pulled me by grabbing a hold of my tie, fiddling with it as our lips met. "Should.. I.. mmm.. turn.. the lights off?" already a little short on breath, I struggled to speak. She smiled at this, a new feeling rising in my body from just the mere sight of her smile.

I dimmed the lights and started unbuttoning my shirt; she followed suit.

I stood there in my boxers, and she, in her lingerie. "So..." I trailed off, knowing what to do next but scared to my wits at the idea of having to take the first step. But it was as if she could read my mind because she came towards me (and although I'm tired of saying it, it was the truth) yet again, and kissed me.

The heat between us didn't go unnoticed by either of us, allowing things to escalate in the matter of a couple of moments. I seemed to have found the rhythm as I pinned her arms above her on the wall and kissed her with more urgency this time. Taking her by surprise, I unhooked her bra before carrying her to the bed.

A few seconds ago, I had felt like the Dev I normally was. The so-called businessman I was could only be a leader in his office. But right now, I was the Mr. Dixit to Ms. Bose. I knew that at this moment, she wanted me as much as I wanted her. And this thought excited me beyond imagination. "Mr. Dixittt," she finally spoke, a strange expression of impatience exposing itself in her voice. "I can't wait anymore!"

A new sense of confidence kicked in as I took her right there and then, the need for her taking over my hesitancy completely.

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"Devvv," she groaned, breathless yet ecstatic [or so I hope at least]. I gasped for air too as I fell beside her. I hadn't ever felt this tired AND satisfied before.

I threw a plain sheet on top of us as both of us just lay there on the bed. I looked at her and grinned, "We should clean up," she suggested.

And I'm not sure if I had discovered a whole new shade of myself with this encounter, or if it was just the influence of Ms. Bose, but I had an even better idea. More importantly though, it was much more exciting because I wasn't afraid to pitch it.

And so, I turned to her, "Let's grab a shower? Together?"

"I mean it is good to save water!" she smirked as she pulled the sheets off.

I led her to the shower and turned the water on. At first, we laughed like a couple of little kids looking at each other the first time - looking at each other naked that is. But then when she placed her hand on my cheek, even the cold shower couldn't stop me.

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I dried myself up and walked out, leaving Ms. Bose some privacy so she could change into the smallest t-shirt I owned - which of course was ridiculously long on her, but it was better than her getting back into the (now-crumpled) dress.

As I put on my shirt, she sat on my bed, a little more conservatively this time.

"Coffee for the lady?" I asked. She nodded, "I'd like that. It was quite a workout with you," she smiled.

We headed to the kitchen and I set the coffee to brew. She sat on the counter across from me as we waited. "I've never felt so adventurous before," I admitted to her, grinning at the mere recollection of the events that had unfolded last night.