Astha was shivering with need as Shlok carried her to his room. Her eyes turned luminous and her heart was literally tripling in speed. Shlok too was breathing raggedly by the time he put her down in his room. Shlok pulled her to him and kissed her yet again, hard and deep. His tongue entered her mouth roughly, seeking immediate access.
Astha was lost against his deep, drugging kisses. She had been hot and throbbing in the car, just as he wanted. Now she was ready to even tear his clothes in her hurry to get to him. Shlok was no less. He pulled her dori with a single jerk, untying it in the process. He caressed her back and removed the clasp of her blouse in an expert move.
Astha was still standing in his embrace, and she gasped when he caressed her back with his huge hands. "Shlok..I need you. Now." She caught the lapels of his shirt and pulled him closer. His movements suddenly became a lot less hasty at her words. He gave her a slow smile and kept her at an arm's distance.
"Not so fast. You should learn never to mess with me. When I am finished with you today you will learn never to tease me. Ever again." His tone had a soft, almost menacing quality. Shlok carelessly unbuttoned and shrugged out of his shirt. Astha stood like a statue, a few steps away from him.
She stood there not knowing how she should react to his words. Astha swallowed when he started undressing. His hands went to his belt and he deliberately removed it in a single movement, not removing his heated eyes from hers. Astha's mouth ran dry. She was waiting for him to make the next move. Yet she didn't know if her heart could take in this sight any more.
To her embarrassment, she felt moisture gather in her core when she saw Shlok undressing in front of her. Her own shameless desire disturbed and embarrassed her. Shlok saw some of the confused desire written on her face. It was times like these that she proved she was very much a novice.
Shlok took pity on her and left his jeans unbuttoned. He didn't attempt to go further than that. He went to her and pulled her sari off her tiny body. "This piece of cloth has been testing my patience the whole evening." He growled and scrunched the sari to throw it away. Astha was still standing in the same position, her breathing noticeably getting difficult.
Her cheeks were flooded with color and even through her blouse he could see the twin peaks of desire. When she saw him staring, she suddenly became a little self conscious and crossed her arms in front of herself. Shlok was amused at her actions. She truly was a child. Just a minute ago she was begging for his touch, and now she was covering herself.
He gently put away her hands. In the soft light, Astha almost looked ethereal. "None of that." He gently chided. "Don't cover up something so beautiful. You are a piece of art." His voice had turned husky. He proceeded to remove her blouse next. "I love it you're so responsive to my touch." She shivered helplessly when his hands lightly caressed her already rigid peak.
Her knees almost gave away at his touch. She caught his shoulder for support and went into his arms, tightly holding him. Shlok kissed her hair and removed her skirt slowly. Astha's fingers bit into his shoulder when her skirt pooled at her legs. She was clad in her lingerie, a quivering mass of shyness.
"And now you must return the favor." He husked at her ears. Astha looked up with stunned eyes at his desire filled face.
"Wh...what?" She stammered.
"Undress me." Her breath stopped for a second before galloping. She swallowed hard and looked at his body. He was already bare from his waist above and only his jeans were on. And she noticed a bulge in his jeans. Astha looked away for a brief second and looked back at his eyes.
He was waiting for her to make the move. With trembling hands she brought the zipper down finally. When she touched his zipper, his breath hissed from his throat. She looked up to see his eyes closed, and his mouth tightly in control. She realized he was affected by her touch.
That knowledge gave her some feminine power and courage. She slowly pulled the zipper down and then his jeans down. Her courage almost gave away when she saw his boxer shorts with his huge bulge. She again did the honors with a red face. She bit her lip as his desire sprang free. Shlok was almost sweating with need by now. His fists were tightly clenched by his side.
Fascinated, she lightly touched him. He jerked in her hands as Shlok's eyes sprang open in shock. "Whoa! No, not now. I have already gone beyond the point of no return." And he carried her to the bed, joining her in a single move. He almost tore her undergarments in his haste.
Both of them were more than ready and he didn't take time to caress or kiss her. Shlok simply entered her in a single, hard thrust. Astha bit her lip against the sudden invasion. Her body was still new, and it took a few seconds to adjust to him. Her head rolled back and her hips arched forward. She finally sighed in pleasure and moved with him.
Soon both of them hit the peak. Astha closed her eyes and let a soft moan while Shlok stilled as he emptied himself in her. He slumped on her exhausted, while she just held him in her arms, her love pouring from herself to him in abundance.
After what seemed like ages, Shlok moved away from her. She slightly winced as he came out. Shlok frowned seeing her reaction.
"Sorry, did I hurt you?" His voice was almost gentle. She blushed and nodded no. "I seem to lose my head whenever it comes to you." He kissed her lightly before pulling the duvet over both of them. That night, for the first time, Shlok Agnihotri slept in the arms of a woman after making love.
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