Between The Singhanias

Chapter 26

Rudra smirked down at her before he trailed his hand from her bare thighs to her waistband of her lace pantie and gripping it by his two fingers and she saw him ripping it apart, letting her yelp in disbelief.

"I'll buy you new ones. .. I do have money, darling." Dhwani's cheeks burned in embarrassment as he murmured those words shamelessly, near her ears before he proceeded to kiss her neck and then stopping at her heaving breast.

He all of a sudden grabbed the side of her thighs and dipped his head between her legs. Dhwani had moaned when this time she felt instead of his fingers, him using his skilled tongue. He used his soft tongue against her clit as if he was a master in this before he swirled his tongue against her sensitive spot.

Her back arched by the sweet and slow torture with her knees that went weak. It was obvious, he was enjoying the way she moaned out his name. "Fuck!" he cursed before his hand slipped into hers and he gripped it tightly.

Rudra preferred it rough and it was getting too much for him to be this slow and gentle but one look into those brown eyes and he knew she was no other woman that he thrusted inside and pleasured them every weekend. She was Dhwani Rudra Singhania. A sin that a sinner like a Singhania wanted to commit every time.

Rudra swapped his tongue roughly up and down on her, making her clutch his silky hair into her fist. "Rudra please..." she begged him, breathlessly but he did not stop his fast pace on her, on the contrast, she felt him increasing his torture even.

Her muscles arched and he knew she was at the end of her release when he suddenly stopped, letting her open her eyes in confusion and he saw the dark emotions clouded into them.

"I told you, darling. This adds up to your punishment," he declared with a smirk, swapping the beads of sweats away from his forehead and slipping back into his t-shirt.

What?! No! He couldn't just stop at the edge of her of her having an orgasm!

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"Avyaan, love."

Dhruvika's eyes turned into a glare looking at the shameless woman calling her husband with all sorts of name. Arushi had looked at him as if she didn't existed in this room. Putting up a fake smile she spoke, "Good to see you Arushi Khurrana." The woman turned towards her.

"Well, I'm certainly a sight for sore eyes but thanks, Chauhan," Arushi grinned at her. "Singhania, I'm Dhruvika Avyaan Singhania now," Dhruvi replied. Was she getting jealous by the woman in the white expensive blazer, giving her the rich heiress and businesswoman look that she was.

But Dhruvika was certainly sure that her presence was surely irritating her. Her eyes moved from Arushi to Avyaan whose face was emotionless. Wasn't he happy to see his friend after such a long time? Dhruvika thought and frowned but then again, he was Avyaan Singhania at the end of the day where humans presence had annoyed him.

"I heard about you and instantly flew from London. Couldn't afford to lose my closest friend, could I?" Arushi shot him a genuine smile. Arushi looked much more than his 'closest friend' because the way she behaved had Dhruvika question their relationship.

It wasn't like of Dhruvika to judge two opposite genders of being friends. At times they were just friends who chatted around and teased each but that was friendship and they were only friends but she couldn't understand what had happened to her upon Arushi's presence.

"What do you want to do now?" Avyaan questioned, ignoring Dhruvika's eyes on him.

"What do you mean by that? I'm staying in this palace. .. you know how grandma Indira is fond of me." Arushi was offended. She hadn't expected Avyaan to be greetings her without any emotion on his face or was it the medicines making him do like that. Dhruvika had heard him saying something lower under his breath, making her frown.