Dhaagey: The Ties that Bind Us

30. fantasies & reality

A/N: Please note that with this chapter, the rating of this story is now mature. If you're not comfortable reading sexual content, please skip the first and last parts of this chapter :) 

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Murtasim found himself in the quiet solitude of their garage, the muted echoes of their laughter from moments ago still hanging in the air. The motorcycle hummed gently beneath him, its warmth seeping through his jeans, the gentle vibrations an echo of the long ride they had just taken.

In the dim, mellow light shining down from the ceiling, Meerab was a vision. She had slipped off the motorcycle, her slender frame standing in front of him, clad in an innocent cream suit, her hair and face windswept. She was smiling up at him, her eyes filled with desire. Without breaking eye contact, she gracefully dropped to her knees on the cold, rough concrete.

A flash of surprise crossed Murtasim's face, quickly followed by a wave of anticipation.

As she deftly worked on his jeans, her hands skillfully undoing his button and zipper, his heart pounded with anticipation. He watched as she gently tugged down his jeans, freeing him. His cock sprang forth, pulsating and rigid against the fabric of his boxers, which she immediately pulled down. He was exposed to her, her eyes observing the appendage she had never seen before.

He couldn't help the low groan that rumbled from deep within his chest as her soft, warm hands found him. They were delicate and small against his length, softer than his own, the contrast sending sparks of electricity through his system. As her fingers lightly squeezed him, a heat bloomed within him, his arousal spiraling.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief and delight as she looked upon him. A satisfied hum reverberated from her throat as her gaze flickered between his cock and his face. "Hmmmmm." She hummed, her voice laced with an undeniable sensuality. "Is this what you imagined me doing, Murtasim?"

His reply was a sharp intake of breath as she moved her hand along his length, each slow stroke creating an exquisite friction that made his thoughts scatter. She lowered her face towards him, her hot breath fanning across him. His eyes remained fixed on her, his desire likely evident in the intensity of his gaze.

A rush of air left his lungs as she teasingly tapped his tip against her plump lips a couple of times before rubbing it along her bottom lip, her tongue darting out to swipe at the small bead of precum there. He could feel his entire body reacting, his cock twitching in response to her touch and the picture she presented. "Did you want me to do this?" She asked in a husky whisper, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

She didn't wait for his response, instead she wrapped her lips around him, taking him into the warm cavern of her mouth. A sensation of pure pleasure washed over him. He groaned deeply, a carnal sound that resonated in the otherwise quiet garage.

She giggled as she pulled back, his breath hitched as she ran her moist tongue over his tip, tasting him, like she had the kulfi earlier that night in little licks, soft little satisfied hums ringing in his ear. The sight was an electrifying jolt that shot straight down to his cock. As she took him into her warm, wet mouth again, the sensation was nothing short of divine.

He could feel himself losing control as her head bobbed, her tongue working magic on him. His heart pounded in his chest, the sensation of her, the sight of her sucking him so eagerly, driving him toward a precipice he wasn't ready to tumble over just yet.

His body responded instinctively, a deep groan spilling from his lips as his fingers found her hair.

However, something felt off.