Hi everyone I'm back with part 2, I would say by request but it was more by Force! you all know who you are!!
Again this is for Nikki, the rest of the bgds and the rest of the AT crew- enjoy girls😳 Special mention for Shivu, hope it doesn't disappoint 😛
And yes don't all berate me for the shortness. I had intended for it to be a longer update but now that I've been commanded to do a further two updates- please make do. Also all good things come in small packages don't you know☺️
Part two...
He untangles himself from her and walks towards the mini fridge. He stands there water bottle in hand, his feeble attempt at trying to cool down. She had taken him by surprise and he feels overwhelmed. Each and every sense is heightened. and he can feel the desire welled up inside of him, demanding freedom.
As he is about to take his first sip, she takes the bottle from him and pours the contents over herself. Her hair drenched, she takes his right hand and begins to run it through her hair and behind her neck. He is stood, how he is stood he does not know right now. She then splashes the remaining water on his hair. She starts at the base of the back of his neck and works her way up into his hair, in a kneading movement. She then works her way back down again and is begins to caress his shoulders.
He understands, and is about to lift his top when she manoeuvres her hands under his top from behind. His chest is on fire, her touch is leaving him wanting. He is trying to hide it but she can see see through him. He doesn't want to break first but how long until he falters. She removes his top and her fingers play games across his bare torso, stopping just short of his navel.
She has undone him already, he has no choice but to succumb and sit down. She is on her knees now, she begins to grapple with his the buckle of his belt. He sighs heavily, she realises that he is reaching molten point.
Now she is on his lap and her hands running through his hair, he is barely sat up straight. His hair is still moist and he shakes his head, droplets falling onto her face.He is about to place a kiss on her and soak her up completely, when she takes his finger and dabbing it lightly on her moist skin- she is shivering with delight but she is determined today. What she does next causes a surge of undercurrent through his body- she is about to move his finger towards her parted lips.. She abruptly stops and instead kisses his finger. She knows in that moment that she truly has him.
A sense of satisfaction prevails and she allows him once more. His fingers feeling the lace of the undergarments. His lips across her back, with each kiss she is losing herself. He is already intimate with her every curve of her body but today he wants to reveal herself unto herself through his touch. He no longer wants to play this game. He wants to take her in his arms and make her whole- make him whole.
"Ishu" she feels the rasp of his voice, the endless thirst for her.. She is barely hanging by a thread herself - she wants him to end this agony.
The wildness in his eyes finally manifesting itself. He grins at her and whispers into her ear "Bas.." He pulls her into his arms and falls back on his chair...
Aaj phir tumpe pyar aaya hai
Toote toh toote teri baahon mein aise
Jaise shaakhon se patte be-haya
Bikhre tujhi se aur simte tujhi mein
Tu hi mera sab le gaya
Na fiqar, na sharam, na lihaaj, ek baar aaya