Published on 7th December 2021.

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♡ Don't lie to me

Oh baby, I've been thinking about it

You know that I've been dreaming about it

I'm gonna teach you some French ♡

– S H R U T I –

"Shruti." Hearing my name rolling out of his mouth, I smiled and hugged him more tightly. "Are you planning on staying like this forever?"

"I don't mind." I said and heard him chuckling, "Sorry."

"For what?"

"Last night-"

"I already told you not to think more about it. And, don't be sorry to me but to yourself. It was never about me but you. You need to understand that I can't be present everytime and everywhere with you. It's upon you to see who's worthy of your trust. I just want you to be happy and safe wherever you are." His hold on me tightened as he spoke.

"I promise that I'll look upon it."

"I still can't understand how you couldn't see that man was dangerous. I mean, isn't it natural in humans?" He said and I nodded, "I can't even imagine how you spent these twenty-eight years without me." He said and I gasped.

"Rishabh! Do you want to pick up a fight again?"

His lips went up as he smiled, "My apologies, my lady." I smiled as I gazed him laughing. In these two months, he has understood me so well. It feels like we've been together for decades.

"Did you feel anything when I was talking to that man?"

"Feel?"

"Jealousy."

He sighed and held my hands between his while looking straight into my eyes, "What would you do when you see me talking to a girl who's trying to get too close to me?"

"I would punch her face and turn her bald by cutting all her hairs. A-"

"Relax. There's no-one. I just told you to imagine." He patted my back and I shook my head, "Got your answer? I'm no saint. I won't lie, I do feel jealous. I too wanted to beat the life out of him but..... everything's not in our hand." I nodded and gave him a light peck on his cheek before getting up, "Where are you going?"

"To change." I said and he raised his eyebrows.

"Why? You look so good in it."

"But, you don't like it on me-"

"Did I tell this to you?" He asked while getting up and I shook my head in negative, "Then? How come you assumed such things?"

"All the time, you were trying to get away from me. So, I thought that..."

"So you thought that I don't like you in these clothes?" I nodded and he sighed, "Remember, I told you that I love you in everything you wear. It's not any dress but you." I smiled and he returned the same. "Dance?"

"Huh?"

"Wait a second." He left my hands and walked towards his phone which was lying on the bed. He played a soft music and ran back to me, pulling me towards him with a force. "Here we go." He said and wrapped both his hands around my waist.

Why does it feel like a fairytale?

A real tale.

"It doesn't feel good." He raised his eyebrows and I pointed towards his clothes, "I'm half naked and you're fully dressed." It was true. Even the robe ended just eight inches above my knees. Everything was too short.

He withdrew his hands from me and stepped back to take off his shirt over his head. Throwing the shirt on couch, he returned to me and pulled me towards him by my waist, "Is it right now?"

"Hmm." I shook my head in a slight manner while gazing his bare upper body. This man never fails to tempt me! My arms slithered around his neck as I moved close to him.

He leaned his head down to the level of my ears as he spoke, "I love you. As far this piece of cloth concerns, as much as I like it on you, I can't wait to tear it off your body." Hearing his flirty tone, I slapped his chest and he chuckled.

I closed my eyes while slowly moving back and forth to match our steps.

I can't believe,

I fell for this man,

So hard that I can never go back.

I felt his breathe falling on my neck and smiled. Feeling his hands moving down my waist and escaping inside my robe, I flickered my eyes wide open. As soon as his palms cupped my ass, I slapped his biceps and he looked at me with a glint of mischief in his eyes.

Before a sound could leave my mouth, he pulled me in a smooch and picked me up. Calming my mind down after his sudden attack, I kissed him back and he sat down on the bed. I settled comfortably on his lap, lying sidewards, as my hands went to his face to cup it.

His fingers fumbled with the belt of my robe as he was busy unfastening it. Just when he accomplished the task, I found the satin robe slipping off my shoulders and leaving my body.

Being short of breath, we pulled back. When I felt no motion from him, I looked at him and saw his eyes scanning me from top to bottom. "You wore this, for me?"

"Hmm."

"Just because I was angry?"

"Hmm..."

"Do I need to get angry everyday to see you in this?"

"Yes. No..... I mean... I..."

He knows the game of words very well!

I was busy finding correct words to answer him back when I felt a finger of his rubbing against the narrow piece of cloth, which was the only fabric covering my highly throbbing sex. As his finger slipped inside me, I held his arm and let my nails dug into his skin.

He pumped it out a few times and added another finger in the work, "You're so wet. Do you like what I'm doing to you?" I shook my head as my eyes closed and I felt him peppering wet kisses on my neck.

It was so good!

"Rishabh..." I let a moan out as I felt his big fingers hitting me just at the right spot.

"It's Rishi, or I'll stop." He said and I opened my eyes with shock. What had happened to him? He placed his mouth against my ears and I felt extreme goosebumps. "Call me Rishi, just like you did a few minutes ago, please." I nodded and he smiled.

His mouth found mine again while his hands were busy pulling down the spaghetti straps of the negligee I had been wearing. When every piece of cloth had left my body, I found myself on the bed with him on top of me.

"Do you trust me?"

"Ofcourse."

With my everything.

"You're sure?"

"Are you planning on killing me?" I asked and he made a wierd face. "Just joking. Why are you asking such questions?"

"Wait a second." He stood up, leaving me alone on the bed and walked away, probably to find something. It felt too awkward to lie naked on the bed. I wanted to cover myself up but at the same time I didn't want to.

He returned back with a piece of blindfold and I gulped all the saliva present in my mouth. What the hell was he planning to do? He sat beside me and placed his lips on my forehead before tying the piece of cloth around my eyes. When I thought that this was it, he pinned my arms up and tied them with a soft piece of cloth.

"Would it be fine with you?" I heard his voice and nodded. There was nothing wrong in trying new things if it meant no harm.

It was a matter of few seconds I lost his touch and found it back near my legs. He placed wet kisses in my inner thighs and my toes curled. Damn, I couldn't even see anything!

He parted my legs wide apart and I gasped as I felt his warm tongue on me. Not just a butterfly, I had an entire zoo erupting in my stomach at this moment. The only thing I wanted to do now was to grab him by his hairs and pull him closer.

I moaned when he thrusted his fingers inside my vagina and at the same time licked me off as if I was some sort of candy. He pulled my legs over his shoulders and wrapped them around his neck. I let a loud moan out when I felt myself nearing off, "Rishabh..."

He stopped in an instant and I felt myself on the verge of crying.

What the hell was that?!

"I told you, it's Rishi."

"Rish... Rishi! Please." I whined and felt him resuming the pleasure. Before I could let myself flow off, he detached himself from me and I shouted his name. "Rishabh! What the hell are you doing?!"

"Relax. Be patient." He chuckled and I felt him rubbing his erection on my wetness. I would've loved it in any other situation, but now I was frustrated. I needed him inside me at any cost. If I had my hands untied, I would have put his hard shaft inside me and took things in control.

I felt him going inside me and sighed. Finally! It was after ages I felt so insatiable. Okay, I was exaggerating, it had been just thirty hours, not years. But it felt so good.

I waited for him to ease my pain but he being the mastermind planned on playing just the tip.

He was teasing me!

"Rishi!"

"Hmm."

"Please..."

"Please what, Shruti?" I love it everytime he takes my name. The way my syllables make his tongue roll, I feel my heart popping out my body.

Enough of staying shy!

"I need you. Now. Please!" I whined and felt his mouth latching onto my breast as he rammed inside me in a stroke. I clutched both my hands together and shouted his name. That's the only thing I needed now.

I wrapped my legs around him as he increased the pace with the velocity I could never think about. His mouth worked wonderfully on my chest and bit my left nipple unintentionally.

That hurted like hell!

I sighed in relief when I felt his tongue wrapping around my areola, patiently sucking the injured skin. His lips peppered kisses up to my collarbone and he dipped his head in the crook of my neck. I felt him saying something into my ears but the only sound I could concentrate on was the music of our skin slapping together, which was the only sound echoing throughout our room as he fucked my brains out.

My heartbeat rose erratically with our emerging movements and I clenched my thighs as I felt myself nearing off. I lost the contact of his upper body and whined when he widened my legs apart. Why the hell was he making it so difficult for me?

In an instant, his thumb was over me, rubbing my clit while moving in and out of me at a vigorous speed.

That was so good!

It took me less than a few seconds to fall off the edge out of pleasure he created. I sighed as I came and he slowed down his pace, being busy in placing wet kisses on my throat. I could feel his muscles tensed and it wasn't long enough he found his own release.

"I love you." I mumbled. His hands went to my blindfold as he took it off. I opened my eyes and saw his face illuminating with the light of candles. I could find him even in darkness. That's how his aura is!

He placed his lips on me as his arms touched mine, slithering upwards. While my gaze was on our kiss, he untied my hands and checked for any marks on my wrists. "Was it painful?" He asked while pointing towards my wrist and I shook my head in negative. "You're sure? There's no need to lie."

"I'm sure. We... can try this again." I said and he smiled. He closed his eyes and pressed his nose onto mine. I wrapped my arms around him, which were aching to touch him, and pulled him closer.

He was my peace.

Time passed by smoothly and all I could think about was us.

He turned our positions and pulled me over him. I looked up to his face and found my red lipstick smudged on his mouth. And, I remember that I wore a lot of makeup before our dinner, which meant a lot of mess.

I must've been looking like a ghost.

I patted his chest with my index finger, "Rishabh."

"Hmm?"

"Is my makeup ruined?" I asked. He pulled my face up, gazed me from left to right and nodded.

"Umm, yes." He mumbled. I quickly stood up and and was about to get off him but he pulled me back. "Where are you going?"

"I look like a ghost! I just need to clean it. I'll be back in two minutes." I said and was about to leave but he stopped me, again.

"Calm down. It's okay."

"O... okay? How can it be okay?" I asked in disbelief and he sighed. He grabbed my ass cheeks and dragged me towards him, such that I sat on his stomach. What the—

"What more do you expect to happen after all the things we did just now?" He said and tugged my hairs behind my ear, "This look on your face is a full-blown proof of our love and I don't want it to vanish. Atleast, not now."

How could he even speak so bluntly with easiness?

But I love it.

My eyes gazed his hands as they reached to my face. He lovingly stroked my cheek with his thumb while his fingers escaped into my locks, caressing them slowly. I looked straight into his eyes and saw a desire which was well known to me.

He pulled my head towards him and kissed the tip of my nose, trailing his lips down to mine. His tongue dipped into my mouth, mingling our breaths together. I honestly used to hate those messy kisses which shared saliva. But not anymore!

At this point of our life, I probably care less about being in my birthday-suit in front of him.

I moaned in his mouth as I felt his hard-on rubbing against my ass. He pulled my head away from him by my hairs and I raised my eyebrows.

Why did he pull away?

"On your fours, now." He spoke in his deep voice and I nodded. He knew how strong my orgasm was when we tried this position the first and only time. It felt exposing in the beginning but my comfort level with him made me feel assured. I could never get tired of him.

I kissed him for the last time before getting off him to continue what we were up to.

I never knew I could get so close to someone.

This connection between us made me feel alive!