Desires

Jealousy (9)

Teju was lifted higher with each thrust before slamming back down on Karan.

Anyone who glanced at them would think she was dry humping him.

Karan gasped inside Teju and started to slide his hands up the front of her body once again.

This time, when they reached the cups of her bikini, he pressed his fingers into her skin and slipped them under the fabric and onto her naked boobs. Cupping them his palms so no one else could see.

They had become equally captivated by lust for each other.

"I...unnhhh...meant to ask Veer," Karan panted, "is your girlfriend coming to the beach?"

He knew he didn't have one at this point, but he wanted to hear him admit it. No girl in her right mind would want to stay with him for a prolonged amount of time.

Veer: "No, she's...she has an important meeting... It's a tightly protected secret... I can't talk about it..."

He was so full of shit; it should've been coming out of his ears. "That's t--t--too bad." Karan stuttered.

Teju was on top of him, bouncing her ass up and down to meet his thrusts.

Teju needed to lean forward and steady herself with her hands on the lounger seat as each thrust felt stronger than the last.

A few strands of Teju's hair were clinging to her damp forehead as it flowed down over her face.

They were both too close to cumming to have noticed if anyone was looking at them.

At the very least, Teju thought her hair would shield her from the inevitable scandal this steamy PDA session was likely to cause.

Karan didn't have much time to think about anyone watching. Suddenly Veer flung his legs off the edge of his lounger and went on to the lounger next to them, pushing his phone toward Karan. "This is that phone plan I was talking about."

Teju was startled by his sudden movement and tried to get off of Karan in the middle of the thrust, but he swiftly shifted his hands from her breasts to her hips to hold her in position.

Karan was unfazed by Veer's close closeness and continued thrusting into her at a steady speed, despite his leg practically touching his.

Karan raised his head and attempted to read the text on Veer's phone's screen, but everything was fuzzy.

Except for his sense of touch, the blood flowing from his head was causing all of his senses to break down.

And when he thrust into Teju's wet pussy, every nerve ending in his body seemed to be exploding at the exact same moment.

He was fucking her so hard now that he didn't seem to care whether anyone else saw them.

"Here, you should check it out." Veer offered his phone to Teju, anticipating her to hold it.

"C--c--c--could you scroll...unnhhh...oh my God...could you scroll through it for me?" Teju whimpered.

"Sure," Veer murmured, sliding out of the lounger to crouch beside them.

When he did, his leg smacked into Karan's. It was an ultimatum attempt to stop them, but they were unfazed.

If he wanted to keep pretending that he didn't notice them fucking, they'd continue to maintain that they weren't fucking.

Karan leaned forward and tilted his neck, as if reading something on Veer's screen, yet all he was able to see was a blur of words. "So... oh shit...mmmmmm...how does it work?"