A RoNakshi FF- Hero for Hire

Chapter 152

Sonakshi moaned, as he ground his lips on hers. She brought her hands up, behind his neck, pulling him closer, as he plundered her mouth. There was worry, fear, and love in his kiss, as his lips clung to hers.

The sound of a sudden clap of thunder, and breathlessness, had them breaking apart.

'What a reply, I must say!'
Sonakshi breathed.

'You asked for it!' He retorted back.

The clap of thunder came again, and Rohit started the car, and drove home.
They both were quiet after that, the sexual tension remaining however, till they reached their room.

Rohit carried her up the stairs, and Sonakshi kept her arms around his neck, just looking at him.
The room smelled wonderful from the roses, but only a couple of candles were left burning.

Rohit deposited her on the bed, and made to move. Sonakshi caught his hand, and pulled him towards her. The sudden movement made him lose his balance and he fell on top of her, taking her down too.

There was desire in her eyes, as her hands roamed, and settled on his back. His eyes lit up with desire too.

'Sona..you should get out of these wet clothes..thand lag jayegi..' his voice was controlled.

'Hmm..hmm..exactly what I wanted to say..great idea..' holding him tighter, as he made to move off her.

'Chorro..change karna hai..'

'Nahin chorra to?'

He looked down to see a naughty look in her eyes.

'Sona..you are hurt..'

'My lips don't hurt, neither do my hands..' as she cupped his buttocks, and kissed his neck.

She felt him getting hard, below her stomach.

'Sona! I..we..can't..I'd be scared to hurt you..'

She raised her head and kissing his ear, whispered, 'then be gentle..'

His pupils dilated, and he pushed her down and kissed her. The kiss was neither gentle, nor soft. It was full of passion.
Before she could deepen it fully, he moved off of her, leaving her astounded.

He stood looking down at her, his chest heaving with his battle for control.

'With the way I'm feeling right now, it would never be gentle! And I really don't want to hurt you, Sona!'

Sonakshi sat up, looking a bit embarrassed.

'I'm not so fragile! But..I'm sorry..maine to bas..'

'No! No!'
He ran a hand through his hair and kneeled down on the floor in front of her.
'Don't say sorry! Tum ne kuch ghalat to nahin kiya..and God knows, how I'm controlling myself from burying myself in you..but..'

'It's okay, Rohit! Relax! We only have the rest of our lives..'
She took his hand, and squeezed it.
His eyes were full of emotions, the top most being his fight for control.

'I'm sorry..you don't know how much..'

Sonakshi slid off the bed, and stood, forgetting her foot. She yelped with the pain.

'Paagal! Kya kar rahi ho? Mein nazar nahin araha yahan? Issi liye, sirf issi liye, you are not writhing beneath me right now..'

He had taken hold of her, and looked up to see her flushed, and a bit frustrated.

'Okay, fine! I get you! Ab mein jaun? I'll walk slow..'

She swatted his hand away, as he made to pick her up again.
She hopped over to the bathroom, as he watched in surprise.