My Destination, My Bondita

149 - His Treasure, His Bondita

Note: This is the second chapter I posted today. Do read the last one first. There's some sexual (filled with love) content in this chapter. Enjoy!

With the look that he gave her, Bondita felt her knees go weak. Her blouse was half unpinned, and his shirt was already off. There wasn't much distance between them, and today, they grew even closer, because there were no more curtains of shame between them. 

They could speak their hearts out and even swear comfortably with each other, without holding back, without fearing that the other one would judge them.  

Anirudh grabbed her arms and pulled her close to him again, smashing his lips against hers and kissing her hungrily. She could feel the wetness of his tongue sliding across her lips into her mouth. She sucked on his tongue gently, in a teasing manner, and he moved his hands down to her waist, gripping both sides tightly and bringing her body as close to his as he could. 

He rubbed her navel against his groin, and she trembled with pleasure as the erection rubbed against her. 

Day by day, the way he wanted her, the way he was unleashing every shade of him onto her, was making her giddy. 

He was still kissing her, their tongues in a beautiful battle with each other, as they fought to capture the other one's mouth. Anirudh quickly pulled out the cloth of her saree from her petticoat before finally breaking the kiss. 

She was so happy that he was able to let go and be free with her. Bondita feared that he kept on holding himself back for her sake, but she didn't want that. He had desires, and so did she. There was nothing wrong about loving each other in this way. There was nothing wrong with looking at each other with gazes of passion. There was nothing wrong with swearing and cursing out of love -- because it wasn't about the words that were said, but the fire with which they were burning for each other. And this fire was ignited by the spark of pure love. 

His lips fell to her cleavage, where most of the hooks of her blouse were already undone. He placed his mouth over the hills of her breasts, kissing her soft mounds, as his fingers finished unhooking her blouse. He slid it off her shoulders, as he pushed her down on the bed -- he was quite gentle, yet it didn't feel like he was holding back anything. There was passion in the way he even pushed her with care. 

"Pati Babu," she moaned, as he got on the bed with her, his lips finding hers again in a heated kiss, as his hands caressed her breasts. 

"Bondita," he murmured back against her mouth. 

"I want you," she said breathlessly, breaking the kiss and looking in his eyes. 

He planted a kiss on the side of her neck, murmuring, "I need you." 

Her heart was beating ecstatically, as his fingers played with her nipples. He brought his mouth down and flicked his tongue over them, licking each of her nipples with fervent passion. He paused to suck on them like he was hungry for the nectar that came from them, and she moaned, her whole body shivering with pleasure. 

His hands travelled down her stomach towards her petticoat, and he pulled on the string of it, letting it loosen on her waist. 

She reached for his pants, and he helped her in unbuttoning them and sliding them off quickly. He didn't want to waste any time today. 

Anirudh didn't remove her petticoat just yet. He went to the bottom of her feet and picked one of them up, making her gasp. He rubbed small circles on the bottom of it as he gazed at it with a smile. 

"I love your feet," he told her softly. 

She blushed. She loved his too. 

He planted soft kisses on both of her feet, before kissing her ankles lovingly. Her anklets caressed his lips as he did that.