Bewitched

Chapter 102

Srusti's POV.

Once di and Jiju also left, he picked me up in bridal style and took me to our apartment.

I was shocked to see it was decorated with lots and lots of flowers and candles. There was food and lots of snacks on a trolly.

" What is all this?? "

" It seemed that our friends returned a favour. That's why they left immediately. " He smiled.

" What do you mean?? "

" Sahil and Manu must have decorated it for us to spend a romantic evening here. "

" But how did they manage everything so soon?? "

" It has been almost 1 hour since they left. "

" Seriously?? But how did they assume that we would come here?? We could have gone anywhere to our home or your parents' home... "

" Experience darling... "

" What does that mean?? "

" I can't stay away from you now... He must have known from his own experience that how desperate I was to have you in my arms, so I would not like to drive back to our home. " He said looking at me with so many emotions in his eyes that I forgot everything else.

He was still holding me in bridal style and was going towards the bed there. I was feeling very shy but was very excited as well.

I was shivering and shuddering with anticipation. His body was no stranger to desire unlike mine and yet I knew that he wanted me. I wanted him too but I was very shy.

I  didn't know what it was about me that made him want me. I wasn't like his other partners, so I was a bit tensed.

He placed me on the bed and hovered over me. His eyes were dark with love and desire. He looked at my lips and placed his lips on mine. My heartbeat increased manifolds.

He pulled me more against him so that there is no gap between us now. My hands lifted to his shoulders and then around his nape and the thick hair that grow there. My mouth parted at the assistance of his mouth.

He deepened the kiss. The heat of his mouth searching mine shocked my body first into frozen immobility and then into heated life.

My body shuddered  feeling a deep hunger as his hand slid from my waist to my bosom then moved over my back into the curve of my waist holding me against him I was consumed by a need to have him go on touching me holding me, caressing me and loving me.

Aching waves of pleasure breathed through my body from his seductive caresses,  unable to stop myself from the response my body was giving,  I felt goosebumps all over, I closed my eyes.

" Open your eyes love, look at me... " He said and I obeyed him. He was looking at me with such intensity that I lost myself.

" Oh love, nothing could be compared to the special silky smooth finish of your skin. I go crazy, the way you tremble when I touch you, the way your body responds to mine." He said.

I reached out to touch him and then withdrew puzzled by my own behaviour. One part of mine said, touch him, love him and the other one said, withdraw, hide.  Perhaps it was simply a side effect of making love for the first time.

" Why are you looking at me like this, he asked me and this question caught me off guard and for once I left all the inhibitions and said, " Because I want to touch you and yet a part of me says I must not. "

" Ignore it. " His breath caressed my skin as he bent over again tracing the line of my jaw with tiny teasing kisses.

His lips found the lobe of my ear and his touch sending sparks and tingling of pleasure. My hesitant fingers on his body exploring the hard maleness of his shoulders and back. My senses urging me to abandon myself in the pleasure. And finally, I did...