PART 21
NC 17
Guys,
Sorry for the late update!😊
Nancy and Meriam...I hope this chapter matches your
expectations...hehe.😆😆
And I also hope it turned out sensual, cos that was the aim...classy
and sensual..If it turned out otherwise, I apologize!😳 I also apologize for grammatical mistakes, if any; as I did not read it through, since it was too long and I was lazy😛
Vikrant's Residence:
Sarita was startled at first to see her husband standing
there before her, eyeing her intensely. She waited for some command from her
brain to do something to cover herself up; but she stood rooted to the spot
since her mind stopped functioning.
She unintentionally stared at him. He appeared like a Greek
god- tall, dark and handsome. His face looked like it was chiseled out of rock
and his torso was lean. Her eyes travelled to his biceps and arms which held
her from falling umpteen number of times and finally landed on his fingers. She
wondered how it would feel if he caressed her skin with them; these wandering
thoughts brought a deep blush to her face and the awareness that they were half
naked slowly started to set in.
She caught her blouse that was slipping off her shoulders,
using her hands and tried to cover herself up by holding it to her breasts. The
flimsy material did little to cover her exposed skin, so she turned around
forgetting that her blouse was completely unhooked; exposing her back completely
to his lingering eyes.
Vikrant was wonderstruck to see such a gorgeous creature in
front of him. His eyes did a complete survey of her body. He started with her
face--beautiful eyes, perfect nose and plump lips which were her best feature.
Her smile always managed to take his breath away. His eyes dipped down a little
to take in her slender neck and trailed down to her breasts and down her smooth
and flat stomach. He realized she had
the perfect hour glass figure; accurate amount of flesh at all the right
places.
She had such a beautiful complexion; His fingers were
itching to touch her skin and he wondered if she would shiver from his touch.
His eyes trailed back up to see her fumbling to cover herself up, but to no
avail. His eyes took in the valley between her breasts that got exposed when
she clutched the blouse to her breasts. He was careful not to move even an inch
and break the mesmerizing spell they were under. She turned around and that
bared even more smooth skin to his scorching gaze. And that did it; he could
not control his urge to feel her soft skin.
He walked towards her with determined strides but as
stealthily as a cheetah would. He came to a halt behind her and looked at her
black tresses that were pinned in such a manner that it left her back exposed. He
brought his hands up and slowly removed each and every slide that was holding
her hair together. He heard her take a deep breath in and that brought a
knowing smile to his lips. He continued to remove her pins and stopped when her
hair was completely free of all clips. He moved closer to her, turned his face
into the crook of her neck to breathe in her scent and buried his nose in her
hair, all the while ensuring that his body was very close to hers but not
touching it.
She did not hear him move and was surprised when she felt
his hands touch her hair. She thought that she would die and go to heaven when
she felt his body terribly close to hers. She could feel the heat emanating
from his skin and was sure that she would die of sheer anticipation of when his
body would touch hers.
This was all new to her; she never felt such acute awareness
before. Sure she had been in close proximity of her husband before, but the
strange sensation in the pit of her stomach was something unknown to her. She
felt an ache, oh so tender, but she could not place the origin of that
delightful pain.
Just as her mind was trying to process her feelings, Vikrant
trailed his fingers up her arms and held her there. He nuzzled her hair and
pushed it to plant a tender kiss to the base of her neck. His heart leapt with
joy when he heard her gasp and that made him repeat his action again. He trailed
his mouth up her neck to settle on her ear lobe and used his teeth to nibble on
the delicate skin. She could not help but sink her teeth into her lower lip and
close her eyes in pleasure. She tilted her neck sideways which provided him
more access to her shoulder. He planted feather light kisses all the way from
her ear lobe to her shoulder; and this time her hands left her blouse and one
hand held on to his arm while the other crept to the nape of his neck; this
action hitched the blouse up further baring the lower half of her creamy
globes.
Vikrant's fingers made its way to her upper back to part her
blouse a little before gradually making its way to the front. He gently
caressed her skin underneath her breasts which made Sarita's heartbeat
skyrocket. She gasped when he moved his
digits up and down her breasts but making sure not to touch the tips; all the
while gnawing on the tender skin at her nape. She was shivering with awareness
and he decided to end the torture by cupping her breasts in his hands which
made her lean back into him.
His fingers drummed her nipples and she had to bite down on
her lip to stop herself from screaming. He immediately released her and turned
her around to look at the pleasure reflecting on her face. He pulled her to him
and this time he ensured that their upper bodies were plastered together. Her
eyes were still closed and he noticed the rawness of her lower lip caused by
her teeth. He waited for her to open her beautiful eyes and when she did; their
eyes automatically engaged itself in an intense stare fest. He wanted her to
look into his eyes when they shared their first kiss. He brought his mouth down
to hers, all the while gauging her reaction and took her lower lip between his
and sucked on it. He noticed her eyes close involuntarily. He drew her lip into
his mouth further and this elicited a gasp from her mouth. He used the
opportunity to cover her mouth completely with his and plunged his tongue into
it. Their tongues mated with each other and his hands pressed her body to his
by reflex.
They gradually started making their way to their bed all the
while kissing each other with heated passion. They fell onto the bed sideways
and Vikrant instantly changed positions making certain that she was lying on
top of him. Her blouse slid off her shoulders and Vikrant used the opportunity
to pull it down further off her arms, all the while nipping her jaw and
soothing it with wet kisses.
Sarita did not realize that her husband removed her blouse
and she made a move to cover herself with her arms. He saw the intention in her
eyes and immediately grasped her wrists and shook his head sideways, saying,
"Don't! I want to see you." She looked away shyly as his eyes surveyed her pert
breasts. He held her chin and turned her head around. He brought both his hands
to hold her at her arms and then brought his head up to draw a mound that was
dangling in front of him, into his mouth; all the while ensuring that their
eyes were connected to each other while doing so. He wanted her to see the
effect she had on him. She gasped at the tingling sensation it caused. He saw
her reaction and nipped her nipple a little and soothed it with kisses. This
elicited a deep moan from her and he repeated his ministrations on both her
mounds. When he was sure that she had enough of the sweet torture, he changed
their positions again, him on top of her.
His lips made its way between her breasts, moved further
down to settle on her flat stomach. He peppered it with tiny kisses while his
hands worked craftily at removing her petticoat and her undergarment. He pushed
them away and pulled back to drink her in. She was squirming under his gaze and
said, "Please" But she did not know why she said that; she only knew that she
needed him to relieve the tender ache that she felt throughout her body.
Vikrant discarded the towel and parted her legs with his
knees. Then his hands held hers and he entwined their fingers while his lips
were busy planting little kisses to her throat and collar bone. He pulled back
and silently urged her to look at him. When her eyes met his, he looked deep into
them as he gradually made his way into her feminine core at the juncture
between her thighs. He pushed inside her tight passage and had to control the
urge not to come immediately; he wanted this to be special for them.
He pushed a little more and met resistance; and he looked at
her, stunned. The thought that she was a virgin completely escaped his mind. He
tried to garner immense self control as he wanted to make it as less painful
for her as he could. He thrust slowly into her and saw her eyes widen when he
tore into her virgin layer. She cried out a little in pain and he immediately
covered her mouth with his to swallow her cry. He drove into her completely and
stayed still; waiting for her to adjust to him. He showered her mouth and jaw
with tiny kisses trying to ease the pain.
Sarita felt a twinge of pain when he entered her and could
not control her tiny scream. When he started planting kisses to her mouth,
pleasure slowly took over the momentary pain and she lost herself in him. He
plunged his tongue into her mouth and gripped her fingers tight, reflexively.
Sarita buckled her hips a little, unknowingly urging him to start moving.
Vikrant gradually started rocking inside her, initiating a slow sensual dance.
He thrust in and out of her, which made her moan only for it to be swallowed by
him through his kisses.
They set a rhythmic pace and Sarita clenched and unclenched
her fingers around his, all the while meeting every thrust of his with equal
fervor. Their pace steadily increased and they started to pant a little as they
were about to arrive at the pinnacle of their union. When he thrust again and
touched her most sensitive place, she moaned aloud and he knew that she reached
her peak and he followed her soon; kissing her deeply while spilling himself
inside her. He rested his head beside hers and placed a tender kiss to her
shoulder.
To be continued...
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