Chapter 2 Part 2
The bra she was wearing didn't conceal her spilling cleavage.
Sharon was so anxious and scared about every little action that was going to follow from here on now, but she had to admit to herself that she wanted it as well. She wanted it to happen because Mayank didn't deserve her like she was, he deserved someone just like him, and she was going to give him that. She may want to save Mayank for financial reason because that concerned her as well, but she had nothing stopping her from going through with tonight, she was going to play this strangers game and give it back to Mayank instead. She was at least going to try because there was no going back from here on, because she really had no choice left.
Swayam hadn't done anything yet, he was in awe of the beauty lying in front of, all there in her glory just for him, and only for him. He finally got out of his dazed state to touch her breasts for the first time. Sharon's eyes squeezed shut to concentrate on the new feelings and desires that were erupting inside of her belly. After palming her breasts a few times, Sharon felt his thumbs rub across her hardened nubs. A warm flood rushed through her skin that she felt embarrassed about, just hoping that he couldn't see the effect he had on her. She was flushing and all she could thank was the darkness for hiding it.
Swayam stoped touching her nubs, and his hands wrapped around behind her instead. He leaned down to kiss down from her long neck, all the way to the valley of her breasts.
His hands located the clasp of her bra; he tugged on the clasp and looked up from his position on her chest. He saw fear in her eyes, but she was determined to not let him see it. And then he spoke, "I promise that you'll have a night that you only wish wouldn't end." And he wasn't lying he was going to give her exactly that, but only so she would realize tomorrow morning what exactly she missed out in her life because of her horrendous arrogance and ego.
Sharon heard his words, and somehow knew this man was odd, because she felt he wasn't going to hurt her but instead do the exact opposite. But she couldn't figure out why? She nodded her head in agreement and indicated to him to simply continue. Swayam pushed the bra out of the way. She couldn't see where he threw it. He palmed her breasts, much like earlier but this time his facial expression had shifted into the purest form of awe. Then Sharon heard Swayam whisper something, but before she could even figure out what he said, he unexpectedly starting sucking onto her right nipple. Sharon jumped instantly at the foreign sensation. Every touch of his tongue was beyond sensitive. The rush of warmth returned to her body, only so much stronger than before. Sharon once again closed her eyes and this time even her fists in a natural reaction of not knowing how to cope with the extreme rushes of feelings.
Swayam alternated between his fingertips and lips until Sharon was trashing her head side to side in pure madness. Every time he flicked her, she couldn't resist shaking; it was just an involuntarily movement. When his lips puckered around her and she could feel his teeth, she just couldn't take it anymore.
She unclenched her fists to squeeze his shoulders. "Please. Stop." She demanded in a strange voice. And he did, at that very second.
And that left her empty, she didn't actually want him to stop, she just said it because it was too much to handle. She actually wanted so much more, because no body hand given her this much attention, especially not like this. During the time after college and her break up with Mayank she tried dating, she tried seeing other men. But nobody could bring her a decent smile on her face, let alone a sensation like this. She tried, she tried so hard to take it far with them, but she just couldn't. She felt ice cold that couldn't be melted by any of those men, and maybe she was to blame for it because of her personality. But this stranger had managed to do so without even showing his face, and that was actually scary.
He looked into her eyes again, and she looked back at his. This time he didn't say anything because even he realised why she said to stop. And then Sharon tried to utter, something along the lines, "I umm didn't mean it..." And with that he started unbuttoning his shirt. Her heart was banging against her ribcage, first out of the fear of enjoying what he had already done to her that she simply couldn't resist him, and secondly at the vision that unfolded in-front of her. He had a body worth envying for every man, and craving for every woman. He opened the sheets for her to slide inside, relived that there was some veil covering her, but he completely pulled apart her saree in the process, leaving the petticoat on her. The petticoat didn't stay on for too long though, he removed it and threw it rather immediately, leaving just a veil of lace on her femininity. The next thing she new was that the sheet was finally covering her form, while he started undoing his belt. Sharon turned the other way and tightly shut her eyes.
After a few minuets of deathly silence she felt another body underneath the sheets. It was him, in just his skin and very slowly meshed onto hers. He breathed deeply remembering to go slowly with her because she was still scared for some odd reason that had nothing to do with him being a stranger. Sharon looked up at him with big wide eyes, as his body lowered on top of hers. She felt his hard manhood against her stomach and she tensed realizing he would enter her. His hands firstly removing the only lace that was between them, then Swayam frowned noticing her frozen stance against the bed. His right hand moved to stroke her cheek, making her look at him. "Sharon, breath."
Sharon bit her lip and nodded in agreement. She let out a breath and her limbs released in tension.
Swayam sat up on his knees in between her legs. His hands came to her legs, under her knees. "Lift your legs." He braced her legs up and spread them apart. Swayam lowered his body until his manhood graced her already wet core.
She gasped in sharp pain and her eyes welled up far to quickly, but Swayam gently lowered his body that pushed himself further inside of her. He captured her lips in a passionate kiss, which she returned in equal fever to subsidies the pain.
Unknown to Swayam he had pushed past her resistant barrier and broken it forever. He was completely buried inside her and he just stayed there, not moving. Letting her wet walls adjust, her whole body shook, she felt as if her hips had come unhinged.
"It hurts!" She cried out squeezing her eyes shut.
He cupped her cheeks again, "Look at me. Just look at me Sharon."
Sharon grabbed back of his head for support not realizing that she had taken out his little elastic tying his hair, while she grasped his hair.
"You'll be fine, just breath with me." He didn't understand why she was reacting this way, he knew she wanted him, he saw all the signs that's why he began. He read her body right and he was so sure, and she became so willing so quickly as well, but why was she in pain? That made no sense to him what so ever.
She breathed, breathed well so she could try and adjust to him, to situation and her surrounding. She breathed heavily until she heard him speak again.
"Wrap your legs around my waist Sharon." She was still in pain, but she didn't know why she did as he told, she struggled, but she still did it. She had to admit he was beginning to have an effect that she had desired for too long.
He began moving, slowly knowing how she had just reacted. Then she felt it, the pain he had been inflicting on her was slowly turning into pleasure. It felt like electricity she felt before that was running through her body all over again. Each time she held her breath, her legs began to tremble and they wouldn't stop. She was at a high she that had never seen before in her life. He had already taken her too far, and she didn't want to return. She let her moans escape her lips. He ran his hands down her lower back and pulled her hips upwards crashing into his over and over again, each time hitting her sweet spot. She wrapped her arms around his neck and threw her head back, squeezing her eyes shut and gasping every time he dove back inside her.
She cried out running her fingers into his messy and sweaty hair and pulling as hard as she could, she was getting closer and closer to her release. "Oh god," She gasped breathlessly. She could feel every muscle in her body tightening. Sharon dug her nails into Swayam's neck as her orgasm shook her entire body. And he came right after her.
That was the first of many times they felt each other that night. He wanted to take her to all the highest points, and she was ready to be taken, eventually such exhaustion hit that she collapsed onto his body and welcomed sleep like an old friend. He let her nestle into him as well because this was the only time he wanted her so close to him, she was the only antidote to the poison she herself spread into his veins. He only and only needed her for his own cleansing.
He came out of his sleep rather early, the sunrays hit him lightly but the new day was a welcoming change. He tried moving but realized he couldn't, a petite little frame was sleeping nestled into him, just like he remembered last night. The girl hadn't moved an inch. Swayam slowly got out of bed being as less disturbing as possible so he could let her finish off her sleep. Getting under a cold shower he calmed himself for the revelation that he would make by showing his face and identity, no darkness would hide him now. Drying himself he dressed in yesterdays clothes, ordering coffee and quietly receiving it he sat looking out to the skyline of Mumbai. He was content today, he knew he was, and that's why he smirked. He looked back at the Sharon sleeping on the bed, her body marked all over by his, but then something stood out. Swayam got up and walked over to her, not realizing last night but very well noticing now that there was blood on the sheets. And that sent his world into a storm. And then at that moment all of last night made sense, the way she reacted, her inexperience, her fear and the worst of all her pain. He wanted to mentally torcher her, that's something he always intended, but not really physically. He wanted her to lust him, which he was sure she would by pleasure, but he never expected her to be a virgin? That was just bewildering to him. Her body started to move and twitch, and Swayam was out of his reality and back to theirs.
She slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing that hit her was pain. She was in a lot of pain today, and she knew why. Regaining her vision she her field of view finally cleared to see the man that changed her world last night. And all she could think was that her past had really come back to haunt her. The biggest mistake she made in college was what came back to destroy her world. The sweet little boy she had corrupted, humiliated and then gotten beaten by her then boyfriend and now fianc was back to teach her a lesson. Or more correctly taught her a lesson. Her head bowed down in shame and absolute regret; because she knew he wanted vengeance, and somewhere deep down she knew how badly she had wronged him. She nearly thought he was dead after that incident because she never heard from him or saw him again, but then again ghosts only ever come back from the dead.
Edited by Lovestory55 - 9 years ago
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