21. Sounding Without Sound

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SIDDHARTH'S POV

Avneet came home very late today. Her friend had thrown a party. Needless to say, she was drunk out of her wits and couldn't even stand straight. I thanked her friends for dropping her and carried her up in my arms.

"Siddharth," she moans, tracing my jaw with her finger.

"What is it, sweetheart?"

"Let's go to the playroom," she suggests.

I  study her.

"In this condition?"

She looks herself up and down and frowns.

"What's wrong?"

I chuckle.

"Certainly not your outfit. You look hot. I meant your drunken state," I explain.

"Mhm. I have a play in mind," she tells me.

"We can do it tomorrow when you're sober."

"No. I wanna do it now," she whines.

"Avneet, I don't think -"

She starts wriggling in my grasp, and I have to hold tight to not lose my grip on her.

"I WANT TO DO IT NOW," she declares.

"Alright."

In the playroom, Avneet cuffs my hands to the chains. She puts on a show of slowly undressing herself. The tightness inside my pants starts to grow and becomes uncomfortable.

"Avneet, just what do you have in mind?"

"Shhhh," she comes closer and presses a finger to my lips. "We're in the middle of a play," she reminds me.

"Yes, mistress."

She drops to her knees and slowly takes off my belt. She rubs me through my pants, and I groan. She stands up and unbuttons my shirt. 

Apparently, her speed doesn't please her because, in the next moment, she rips off my shirt. The buttons fly in all directions, and a a smile creeps onto her lips as she gets a full view of my torso.

She pokes her tongue out and teases my nipple with little, almost non-existent touches. The fact that I haven't had an orgasm since she last ruined me doesn't help.

"Mistress, please," I beg.

"Not so soon," she remarks.

She gets on her tiptoes and kisses me. I deepen the kiss and grant her tongue access to my mouth. Her tits brush against my nipples and her crotch creates friction onto my clothed one.

The ache becomes unbearable, and I move against her sex up and down, clearly stating my need. She chuckles against my lips.

"Tsk tsk. Such a hungry man. Always greedy for me," she taunts.

"Yes," I breathe, "yes, yes, only for you."

She bites her lip, seeming very pleased with my reply.

She again teases my nipple, making feather-like touches with her tongue. I buck forward, seeking more.

She continues to draw circles around my sensitive area until finally, fucking finally she takes my nipple in her mouth and sucks on it.

Moans of pleasure leave my mouth. She sucks my other nipple too, all while rubbing my crotch with her palm.

"Such a tease," I complain.

"Yet, you love me," she challenges.

"I do," I affirm.

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