Vodka on the rocks

Drabble 5 [Mature]

Pallavi screamed his name, trembling in ecstasy as her husband pounded into her furiously, holding one of her long slender leg in one hand and throwing the other over his powerfully built shoulder. He manoeuvred his position expertly drawing out the feeling to the extreme, making her almost wail in a spasmodic abandonment as even her toe nails seemed to shiver in pleasure. 

"Raghav.... ahhh... please.."

She dragged her nails furiously over his back too lost to care about the ripped scars she might be leaving there and rolled her head back into the pillow, raising her naked breasts as if in offering to him desperately, as he kept reaching to such depths inside her that at one point if felt like she no one could differentiate where she ended and where he began. 

Raghav bent down fluidly in that position, not stopping for even a second and took one of her heaving peaks in his mouth to skilfully wrap his wicked tongue around it. Pallavi almost lost her mind and found herself trashing around, beneath him, one of her hands tangling in his thick locks and the other holding onto his shoulder for dear life. 

"Oh God! Oh God... Raghav... "

"Say hi to Him from me.."

Her rogue of a husband informed her cheekily leaving one of her breasts to play with the other immediately, throwing her other leg over his other shoulder, almost making her bend like a pretzel on the bed, as he praised his wife's enviable flexibility due to her regular yoga exercises mentally. 

He had locked her hands over her head, not letting her hold onto him and it short circuited whatever coherence was remaining in her scattered brain as she was reduced to a screaming, sobbing, pleading mass of electrified nerves at his mercy. 

"Raghav please.. please... ahhh.. please.. I beg you.."

"That is not what I want to hear sweetheart.."

"Please.."

She keened and sobbed feeling like she might just die if she is not allowed to let go now, sweat glistening her fair skin like amber in the golden night lights and her husband's shining coffee coloured skin branded against her. She opened her eyes with much difficulty and found her breath get stuck at the base of her throat, seeing him in all his glory. 

His tousled hair, his obsidian inflammable gaze and that delectable spread of pure wiry muscles playing artistically over his broad chest and that tapered waist. 

He was making her ovaries ache. 

"I love you.."

She whispered amidst her heavy sobs and that seemed to be all the motivation he needed. Pallavi found herself falling over the tipping point, bursting like a bomb and seemed to come and come till an eternity. She might have blanked out for a bit as she heard her husband's short cry of pleasure, come from a further distance than should have been normal given their positions. 

She felt her body sighing in contentment feeling his warm release coat her insides and seemed to fill her up till the brink. She would probably feel incredibly uncomfortable once her hormones stop going haywire, with all the mess they have made, which now covered her thighs and the twisted sheets below but that was of no concern at the present. 

Raghav let her legs fall weakly to the sides from his shoulders and tried to fall on her other side, admirably holding up his quaking limbs, trying not to fall over her and crush her slight figure but in vain. Cause Pallavi herself pulled him to rest his entire weight over her. She went breathless under him, still shivering under the after effects of the mind blowing multiple orgasms she had had. 

He was breathing heavily over her chest, where his head lay as their legs were entangled together. After a few seconds both took to regulate their individual breathing, he pulled out of her as gently as possible making her wince still. 

She rolled over to his side hissing softly at the soreness and he gathered her sweaty frame inside his long arms, letting her bury herself into him happily. Her dishevelled hair had almost covered their naked torsos as the black sheets twisted around them unintentionally seductively like the vines had over Ares and Aphrodite. 

"I hope my wife is satisfied with my performance now?"

Raghav's husky voice inside her hair made her grin tiredly against his sweaty skin. 

"Your wife is too tired to even think coherently at the moment."

She whispered back breathily and enjoyed the way his chest rumbled with mirth. 

"I will take that as a yes."

She dropped an exhausted kiss on his sternum and laid her cheek down on that specific place again, feeling her eyes droop in sleep. 

"Remind me to neglect you once in a while darling.... the aftermath of the making up process is definitely impressively hot."

"Next time you even think of neglecting me, I will throw you out of the bed sweetheart, not on it.. remember that."

Their bedroom got filled with her husband's brilliantly velveteen laughter as did her heart.

 Marrying a sex god definitely has its perks.