Sun Of Desire
As the sun rises in the east
So the breaking dawn of my love begins
As the sun sets in the west
I am overwhelmed with a burning desire
A desire locked down deep inside
One that cannot be concealed anymore
I long for one sweet kiss to quench my thirst
I long for one tender touch that will last a lifetime
At the end of it all you are my deepest desire!
I love you not today, nor tomorrow, but forever!
~ Drag me to the dark side and show me what my body was made for ~
"Tiger come to momma", a bold Astha decked all in black sheer lingerie and black garters, snapped her fingers at Shlok who was panting at her feet. "Come to me", she waved the hunter in the air which she was holding in the other hand. "Never", stubbornly he shook his head.
"I said come to me", she commanded him in a dangerous voice, tugging at the chain lying in his neck, whose end she was holding in her other free hand. "You've lost the bet, say it that you accept your defeat", she growled at him. Shlok bared his teeth at her, scampering back on all fours. "You dared to go against me", she brought her hunter down at him...
"Ouch princess why are you hitting me, which island of dreams did you go", Shlok's angry voice brought her to a start. She checked herself in the dressing table mirror at his back. Her lips were stretched in a feral smile, while one of her hands was raised and the other one was curled in a fist, probably grabbing at an invisible chain at his throat.
Her smile vanished at once and horrified at hitting him on the head while dreaming of bringing him to his heels, she pulled the baby out of his arms and in the process tugged him too towards herself, while the baby was still gripping his collar. In this way he came to her with a surprised yelp, almost nose to nose with her.
"No cheating han, there was no clause like that in our bet, using the baby to bring me to you", his lips lifted in a devilish smile. "I am not cheating", flustered Astha tried to tug at the baby, but only succeeded in bringing him more close to her. "It's called cheating sweetheart and you are using our baby as an accomplice as well to your cheating", he brought his head closer.
"Go away", she grumbled half-heartedly. "If you truly want me to leave princess then make the baby leave my collar", he brushed his lips with her trembling ones. The baby chortled between them, thinking of it as a game and leaving his father's collar waved his pudgy hands, hitting his father squarely in the eye...
Shlok snapped back, holding his eye with one hand. Astha took that moment to catch the baby in her arms. "Why you almost dropped him?", she shrieked at him, cuddling the baby closer to herself. "I didn't he hit me in the eye first", Shlok protested holding his burning and teary right eye with his hand. "Let me look at it than", placing the baby on the bed she turned towards him.
"It's okay princess", getting up on his feet he waved a hand towards her. "No your retina could be damaged let me see it", she clucked like a mother hen and kept coming towards him. "Hey bend down a little and let me see it", she rouse on her tiptoes, trying to hold his face while he kept dodging her away.
"I won't try to kiss you, if that is making you afraid", she snapped, tugging his face towards her by holding his ears like handles. "Ouch, that hurt princess", he took his hand away from his bleary eye to prise her fingers away from his ears. "Don't be a cry baby, I won't eat you", she glared at him. "You might", he rolled his eyes at her. "Here, is it better now", after blowing air into his eye for 2 minutes she asked him in a gentle voice. "No it's not, I am late for the meeting", he groaned.
"Oh, go than", she stepped back. "Is it alright?", she asked him worriedly as he again massaged at his eye. "Yes it's better", he nodded his head than looking at her worried expression a hint of naughty thought crossed his mind and suddenly he bent towards her. "Tell me princess you've got hidden agenda right, first trying to deafen me than using the baby to deafen me and now making me blind too", he whispered in her ear, trying to control his laughter at the thought of seeing her angry face again.
"Why you...you...", she sputtered, and then looked around her to find something to throw at his arrogant head. "You look quite pretty when you are angry princess", ducking his head back inside the room he winked at her. "You want to see me angry, so see it well", she shrieked at him.
But by the time she threw her slipper at him he had crossed the threshold of the room and was now out of her target zone. The slipper hit the empty space and thudded to the floor, while his laughter rang in her ears for a long time even after he had left, cooling her down and bringing a smile to her face...
Astha checked herself for the twentieth time in the dressing table mirror. She was wearing a black sheer negligee, which she had bought herself, while shopping for baby products during her pregnancy. She had bought it on a whim because she had liked the design.
At that time she had no thought of seduction on her mind. But now the dress seemed to be perfect for what she had on her mind. The negligee was made of pure silk satin, so fragile that it could be crushed in one palm. It had a scooped neckline showing tantalizing glimpse of her bosom and cleavage and full blown black lace sleeves.
But the only problem was that the negligee was made for a lighter woman, but with the way her body had gained a little weight after her pregnancy it seemed to show every inch of her curve whenever she moved. On top of that it had a slit on the side which opened up to mid thigh. Was the negligee alright or was it too obvious?, she thought biting her lip nervously. "Whatever", flustered she threw up her hands.
"I'll see to it later", she said and secured the sash of her gown tightly around her waist, accentuating it's full curve. Then checking her pink lip gloss and dark mascara for the last time she went downstairs in search of Shlok who still hadn't came back in his room even after the meeting was over. She had placed Abhi in the cot after feeding him.
The nurse maid was sleeping with the baby. She was quite efficient in taking care of the baby and Astha was quite satisfied with her work. It was their fourth nursemaid in a series of two months. Although Abhi hadn't liked her too but atleast he hadn't shown that much dislike to her as he had to his past three nursemaids.
The last time Astha had checked her son, he was sleeping peacefully with one thumb placed in his mouth. So taking benefit of his sleep she had donned the black nightie and was now standing infront of Shlok's study...
Swallowing nervously Astha knocked at the door two times, which indicated that it was her. Thy had set knocking signals between them for the last two months."Come in", Shlok's hoarse voice filtered through the door. Opening the door a little she peeped inside to see him sitting on his revolving chair behind the desk and his head resting against the headrest.
His eyes were closed and his face was pale. As she shifted inside the room he opened his eyes to look at her. They were red-rimmed. Was he crying before her entrance or was he drunk, but in either cases he looked bone-tired and there was a weary look in his eyes as he took in her attire.
Had she come on a bad time?, she though biting at her lower lip again. But what was done was done and she wasn't the one to back down so easily. She was determined to win that bet without giving in, it was her intention for coming here.
"What do you want?", his voice was rude to the point of dismissal. Didn't he feel anything? Or was he trying to feel nothing, she thought trying to judge his expressions. But he seemed indifferent to her sexy avatar or was he too tired. She wasn't going to lose this time, she thought determinedly. It was already too late and she wasn't the one to go back on her words...
"I should be asking that question, not you", she took a step towards him and the slit in her negligee parted to reveal one pearly white thigh. His gaze darted once to look at the bold glimpse of flesh then snapped back to her face.
Her smile deepened at seeing him floundering between desire and cold indifference. "I don't want anything to do with you, you may leave", he arrogantly swiveled in his chair, facing away from her. "Your problem not mine", she whispered in a sultry voice and then headed towards him, swinging her waist to and fro. "My problem is you princess, I have work to do, so can you please leave", irritated he tugged at his necktie, tearing at his collar as suddenly it felt hot around his neck.
"May I", she spread a hand towards him, propping herself against the edge of his desk. "Leave it princess", he had clenched his teeth so tightly that she could see the outline of his jaw through the skin of his cheeks. The cloth on either side of the slit had parted to reveal both of her thighs in their naked glory.
Her angle as she sat infront of him on the desk, clearly showed her cleavage and the outline of her bosoms through the thin cloth. "I am warning you princess, don't play these kinds of games with me", he threw a frosty glance at her. But she could see a burning fire in his pupils beneath their frost. Just a little push and he would lose that veneer of sophistication that separated men from animals...
"What games, I am not playing any of them", batting her lashes in mock innocence, Astha brought out a finger and caressed a nail down the length of his tie. But before her bold finger could travel downwards a hard masculine hand clapped around her wrist detaining it to move further. "Don't you know princess, little girls who play with fire could get burnt, playing these silly games", his teeth bared in a controlled snarl.
"What are you waiting for then, remember you've already burnt me, so I am not afraid of your threats", she said leaning a little towards him and in the process revealing all of her bosom, the valley between them and the path down to her navel.
"That was just a trial princess, you've never known to what extent to I could go, when silly girls like you think that they've seen all of it", his eyes were now burning with fires of hell and she could feel their heat scorching her insides and rousing her animalistic instincts.
"Show me then", in a bold movement she untied the sash of her gown and it fell to her waist. How much effort it took him not to snatch her to him in that instant, she would never know, Shlok thought and backed his chair a little away from the danger zone. "I won't come to you princess, if it is what you want", he said in a dark tone and got up from his chair.
"How did you know?", she asked him in a shocked voice. "About the bet, well I knew from the time you walked in the room, wearing that thing", he waved a hand to indicate her attire. "Well it's good then, because it will be you who will come to me", gathering her courage she raised her pointed chin at him. "You still don't understand princess do you", he shook his head, placing his hands arrogantly in the pocket of his trousers.
"What is there to understand?", she threw him a confused look. "Even if I'll come to you, I won't make it easy on you, my defeat comes with a price", he propped himself against the mantel shelf in a negligent pose. "We'll see it later", she said waving a hand to dismiss his threat. But warning bells were beginning to ring inside her head at seeing him propped against the desk and looking as if the devil may care.
Her antenna like mind could feel his body emanating dangerous waves of seething desire. He was looking calm only on the surface but her sixth sense could feel the unleashed storm just waiting below the surface to be leashed on her when he would lose control...
"As you wish princess, but don't say that I didn't warn you", Shlok heaved himself away from the desk and stood facing her with his legs a little apart and his hands still in his pocket. "You'll accept your defeat", she asked him suspiciously. "I will come to you, if you'll do what I want", he tilted his arrogant head in acknowledgement.
"What do I have to do?", she asked getting up on her feet. "Just one thing", he cocked his head at a proud angle. Why did she have a horrible claim that he was looking at her with arrogance, sweeping his glance in an up and down manner as if he was inspecting some sort of merchandise.
"What thing", she asked him to which he remained silent for a moment. "STRIP", he said atlast. "What", she asked in a shocked voice. "It's simple princess, strip and I'll accept my defeat", he cocked his head at a proud angle. "And...if...I do this, then you'll come to me", nervously she ran out her tongue over her lips.
"Yes I'll come to you", his voice was dangerously calm. "Okay then", swallowing nervously she began to remove the single piece of cloth over her head. Her gown had already fallen away and beneath the single nightie she was wearing only panties...
But before Astha could completely remove it from her body, a masculine hand clamped over her fragile wrist. "What", she asked in a surprised tone. He had come treading so light on his footsteps towards her that she hadn't heard any sound of movement.
"Leave it", he said sharply. When she looked at him with a confused expression in her eyes, he had the gal to smile at her confusion. "You wanted me to come so I came princess and now I don't want you to remove it", he explained, tightening his hold on her wrists. "But...", she sputtered. "No buts princess, I warned you that you shouldn't have made me accept defeat", he whispered dangerously.
"Why", she swallowed nervously at seeing his eyes glittering with raw desire. "It's give and take princess, that are the rules of my world, you want a piece of me than you have to repay me with a piece of yours", his voice was soft but with an underlying hint of danger. "You truly are a devil aren't you", she swallowed, her courage faltering as his hot breath hit her face.
"Even beyond that princess, the devil begs at my feet", he laughed mockingly hauling her towards him. "I'll pay then", she was beginning to like that dangerous game, although her heart was beating like crazy inside her ribcage, denying her bold words. "Then get ready princess to pay the price of my defeat", she squealed in surprise as he lifted her from her armpits and then heaved her on the desk top...
"Remember that bathroom incident princess, it was only a trial", he swept a long arm and everything placed neatly on the desk crashed on the carpet...
Astha's breath stuck in her throat as he bent her back on the polished surface while her legs dangled at one end and her head on the other end. She tried to lift up her head to see him as he began to scissor her legs apart, but he slammed a hand to her chest, pushing her back again on the desk. A forbidden feeling of carnal delight was already beginning to take root inside the pulsing center of her womanly core, while its branches begun to head towards her contracting womb.
"If only the world could see you like this, but I don't think that I want anyone to see you like that, don't you agree princess", he ripped apart the sopping wet triangle of her fragile panties. Her body jerked back in shock and her blood rushed towards her hanging head. She could feel the thumping of her heart resonating inside her temples and running inside her body like liquid fire.
"Don't you agree princess", his voice wasn't even trembling a little while her own seemed to be stuck inside her throat. "Don't you agree princess", he asked again dragging her body back towards him, until he could wedge himself between the V of her opened legs. The rough material of his trousers rubbed at her womanly flesh and she clenched her teeth as a moan of deep pleasure escaped through her mouth.
Wrapping an arm around her waist he hauled her towards his chest, ripping apart the single piece of nightie in one twist of his fingers. She had unleashed an untamed beast inside him and now she was bearing the fruits of her mistake. But a delicious mistake as it seemed with the way he buried his head between her twin mounds and began to lick at the valley between them, gathering sweat with his tongue. A little bead of milk escaped from her nipple, which he swept away with his tongue too...
She groaned, bending her neck backwards to give him more access as his wicked mouth sucked and bit at her nipples. Even the little pain, was hedonistically pleasurable. Her succulent breasts were already heavy and swollen with desire, with his hands squeezing at them and his tongue licking at the blue tracery of veins visible beneath the milky white skin...
He was playing with his mouth and hands like a pianist and the she was falling back in the pit of fire that he had ignited and was now devouring them both like a hungry giant...
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