Obsession Or Love ?? A Virika FF - Page 14

Jeevika trembled as Viren swept her up in his strong, muscular arms and cradled her gently against his powerful body. Had she really just told him to take her to bed and do anything he wanted to her? Yes...she had...and she was shaking with anticipation. What she had told him was true. She was tired of fighting her attraction to him, an attraction that was so much more than a tiny bit of chemistry. Drawn to him as she had never been to another man, the struggle was futile, the outcome inevitable. Her body burned to be taken by him, and only him.

A smart, street-wise woman should probably fight the temptation. But Jeevika had never been enticed by a man like Viren Vadhera. He was an enigma, a mystery that she hadn't yet solved. Gruff, abrupt, brilliant...but also considerate, kind, and every now and then she caught a vulnerability that made her want to hold him close and soothe his battered soul. Jeevika had no doubt that at some point in his life, Viren Vadhera had been hurt. Badly!

How could she resist the yearning she had for him? She had to have one night with him, one chance to experience true desire. If she didn't grasp this opportunity, Jeevika knew she would regret it for the rest of her life. It was gut instinct, but she had grown up tough and had learned to go with her intuition.

It had been screaming at her tonight, beating at her to accept Viren's earlier proposition, telling her that she should take the chance to experience a passion and desire unlike anything she had ever experienced before and that might never come along again.

She felt her feet hit the plush carpet in Viren's bedroom as he lowered her slowly to the ground, their bodies sliding together until she found her footing. His expression was volatile, his eyes dark with desire as his mouth came down on hers. Raw need ripped through her and she tightened her arms around his neck as he plundered her mouth, pulling the clip from her hair and burying his fingers, pulling her mouth tighter against his. One hand came down and gripped her tightly, pulling her up making her moan into his mouth with her desire.She reached for his shirt, desperate to touch his bare skin.

"No," he barked as he ripped his mouth from hers and grasped her wrist.

"I just needed to touch you," she panted, confused by his complete change of attitude.

"This has to go my way, Jeevika," he told her quietly. "I told you what I wanted. I was completely serious." His voice was demanding, but Jeevika could hear a tinge of vulnerability in his statement. Wanting his possession more than she wanted her next breath, she stood back she met his eyes with no shyness or hesitation.

"Holy Christ. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he breathed reverently as he cupped her cheek and let his finger slide slowly over her face and down the side of her neck,Jeevika shook her arms and the material dropped to the floor silently. She hissed as his hands roamed over her body His fingers branded, leaving trails of heat wherever he touched. Longing and apprehension warred in her mind as she stood in front of Viren, "Viren, I haven't been with anyone for a long time."

"How long?" he growled, his hand cupping her ass possessively.

"Five years. And even then I wasn't very good in bed. There was only Rohan, and I wasn't enough to satisfy him," she answered softly, trying not to let the insecurities of the past hammer against her brain.

"Did he tell you that?" He insisted on knowing, his breath hot against her neck.

"Yes. He said that's why he needed another woman," she choked out,

humiliated. She had believed Rohan. Even though he was her first and only, she knew something had been seriously lacking.

"He was a complete idiot, Jeevika. You're all the woman any man could want or dream about. Exactly what I need. It was his issue, not yours," he grunted, placing his hands on both sides of her head and pulling her away from his body until his eyes met hers.

"I want this. I really do. I want you. I'm just a little nervous," she admitted, her body still singing with arousal. "I don't want to disappoint you."

"Listen to me," he grumbled as his hands fisted in her hair. "You could never, ever disappoint me. I want you so badly I'm ready to lose my mind. I have you. I have control. I make the decisions. You have nothing to do. You please me just by being here and wanting me. As long as u r here, I'll be ecstatic."

She sighed, her body relaxing. Viren would make it good. She already knew that.

Viren picked her up and placed her in the middle of the bed.

"Complete surrender," she murmured softly as she leaned back against the silk-covered pillows.

She had no doubt that Viren had done this many times before. No decisions to make, no wondering what would please him. He was the master and all she had to do was wait.

The heat flowing over her body spiked to boiling at his growling, sexy words. She closed her eyes, so desperate for release that she whimpered softly. Opening her eyes again, she saw his face, fierce and ravenous, before he blocked her vision with his hand, obliterating all of her sight, leaving everything pitch black. A moment of panic seized her, but she felt Viren's hot breath hit her ear, his tongue tracing the edges as he whispered,

"U r not allowed to open ur eyes. Keep them close.Being sightless will heighten every sensation, Jeevika. Every touch of my will be sharper, more acute. Everything more arousing."

"I'm aroused enough, Viren. she whined, waiting in the darkness to feel him.

Within no time they were naked. "You look so incredibly beautiful it's hard to decide where to start. I've imagined this for so long. I can't believe you're really here with me. In my bed." His voice was rough, graveled.

Jeevika was about to open her mouth when his mouth covered hers. His kiss was voracious and filled with longing. He was naked and she sighed into the embrace as she felt his blazing hot skin against hers. His marauding tongue and mouth claimed her over and over, while a wandering hand stroked her body. She broke her mouth from his."Please, Viren. Oh, God." She needed him. Her whole body burned and she jerked at her bindings, desperate for more contact.

With her sight gone and her limbs motionless, all Jeevika could do was feel, and Viren was playing her body like it was a musical instrument. It was heightening her senses...to an almost unbearable level. "I need you. Please."

"Soon, sweetheart"

He finally did what he always wanted to."Oh, God, Viren." Her voice was hoarse and needy, begging him to let her climax. Every nerve in her body was alive and tingling, her core clenching with longing as the pressure built to an almost unbearable level.Her head fell back and she moaned with abandon as her entire body went up in flames.His mouth covered hers and she sighed into his kiss.She returned the kiss, trying to make Viren understand the significance of what had just happened, of what she had experienced, by pouring every ounce of passion she felt into the embrace.

"That was incredible," she breathed as she pulled her mouth away.

"Oh, Jesus, Jeevika," Viren groaned. "You're so sweet. And so damned hot." His mouth came down on hers as he entered her one last time, as though he wanted to possess every part of her, spilling himself deep inside her with a harsh, tortured groan.

They both came back to reality slowly. Viren pulled away from her and rolled to her side, his head resting on her shoulder, his arms around her body, squeezing her possessively. Her lips searched, kissing the top of his head as she tried to catch her breath.

Her heart was thundering and she wished she could see Viren right now,but she cant she wasn't allowed to open her eyes, and she cant go against his wish.

His hair mussed, his eyes still smoky with spent passion. She was nearly destroyed by the depths of her feelings. Scared. Exhilarated. Confused. She was a jumbled-up mess at the moment, not quite sure how to feel or how to react. What in the hell had happened?

Viren. Viren had happened. And she would never be the same.

She felt his kiss, a light caress to her lips, before he rolled out of bed.

And got all dressed. It was only moments before she was told to open her eyes. His hair was adorably mussed. He scooped her up and carried her down the hall to her room. He pulled the covers back and deposited her in the middle of her bed, pulling the covers over her. The room was dark, the only illumination coming from the window and the brightness of the moon, but she could see his frown.

Did he regret what happened? Was he upset that he had just slept with a woman he barely knew? So upset that he wanted to get rid of her, put her back in her own bed and forget their cataclysmic joining had ever happened? Or perhaps, it had only been life-changing for her.

Leaning forward, he kissed her forehead lightly and whispered in a low husky voice, "Thank you, Jeevika. I'll never forget tonight."

Tears choked her, jamming the back of her throat. She couldn't answer, couldn't ask any of the questions she so desperately wanted to ask. He exited the room, closing the door softly behind him.

Gone. Just like that. He hadn't even wanted to sleep with her.

Jeevika let go of her tears, letting them slide down her cheeks as she rested her head against the pillow, wondering what had just happened. Having Viren dump her back in her room after the most incredible encounter of her life was like being slapped in the face. With a heavy dose of reality.He's a billionaire, Jeevika. Wake up. Did you think he wanted anything more than a casual screw?

She had to remind herself that she was a big girl. She had gone into the encounter with her eyes wide open, knowing it was nothing more than one night.

Then why does this hurt so damn much?

Sliding quietly out of bed, Jeevika opened one of the drawers of her dresser and slipped into a nightgown before returning to her bed. She drew the overs tightly around her as her body quaked. Viren had been so hot, so warm. Now all she felt was cold and empty.

Maybe he liked a little kink-she had certainly discovered that she liked it-but something more was going on in his head.

Something deeper.

Something darker.

He'd never had a girlfriend? That, in itself, was strange. He was incredibly rich and as handsome as sin.

Why had he never had a long-term relationship?

Jeevika rolled to her back, her mind racing. Viren's problems were really none of her business and she doubted if he would appreciate her poking her nose into his life. But she wanted to help him. It wasn't his fault that he couldn't care for her. He'd been nothing but generous and kind. If she could help him, maybe he could fall in love and have a relationship with a woman he could love some day.

Her gut twisted and her chest squeezed tightly at the thought, but she tried to ignore it. Viren deserved to be happy. She needed to be a friend and try to get to the bottom of his issues.

You want to be more than his friend, and you know it.

"Shut the hell up," she whispered furiously to the dark room, flopping onto her stomach and pulling a pillow over her head, as though her actions would silence her treacherous thoughts.

It didn't. And it took Jeevika quite some time to finally fall into a troubled, restless sleep that brought disturbing dreams of a handsome, dark-haired, dark-eyed man with an expression filled with anguish and misery, trying to fight demons that he couldn't truly see. In the dream, Jeevika was an observer, trying desperately to reach the man in agony, holding her hand out to him, begging him to latch onto her, to let her help him. He started to slowly lift one hand, still stabbing at the dark with the other, trying to vanquish the clawing, dark shadows that threatened him. Finally, his hand met hers, his grip firm and she tugged with every ounce of strength she had, trying to bring him to her.

In the end, she couldn't. The man yanked her into the darkness and she let out a terrified, blood-curdling scream as he pulled her to him, taking her into a deep, dark, whirling vortex.

He fell, and she went with him, knowing neither of them would ever escape.

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