#1 [Tied to You] : his to love

33. [Icecream]

Rumika

"Kiss me Squirrel."

He said and I felt my lower abdomen twisting very badly.

Behind those words, his orbs were asking me to just spark the flame and rest leave onto him.

His gaze was so intense that I was afraid to blink even for a fraction of a second.

At the moment I only knew two things.

First, if I denied he would step back immediately, and second if I kissed him then I would be burning the next moment in this cold night.

I chose the second one and cupping his face I kissed him.

If he was with me then I was ready to burn in any flame.

He cupped my neck and tilted my face to get more access.

He took the lead as soon my lips touched his and was sucking me with pure hunger.

He pressed himself on me pressing my back to the glass window.

His manhood touched my thigh and a shiver ran down my spine.

My core throbbed feeling his intensity and the proximity between us was helping me less.

He parted and dipped his face deeper into my neck.

Licking and sucking me slowly.

My fingers slipped into his hair and clutched his silky healthy hair.

He was doing it purposely. His slow and painful manner was making my mind arouse. I felt my buds poking through the fabric and my lips parted escaping a moan.

"Yug..."

"Would you mind if you lose your one of the clothes?"

He asked raising his head and my eyebrows thinned in confusion.

"Huh?"

And next thing I heard a chhrrrr sound. I gasped loudly. He had torn my kurti in one go.

My breathe turned unevenly fast. My lashes lowered. I was feeling very much timid in front of my husband. He was too strong and big comparing me.

He removed his t-shirt and my eyes fell on his hard abs.

I bit my lips trying not to blush.
But it became difficult for me as he held my both hand and placed on his hard yet smooth biscuits.

"Want to bite Mrs. Malhotra?"

He said and my cheeks broke the temperature of the thermometer. Not only my cheeks but every organ of my body was steaming.

I hugged him hiding my face and he chuckled.

Our bare skin was burning against each other and were asking to quench their thirst.

My nails dug on his back when he started sucking the skin of the shoulder.

His other favorite hobby; he loved sucking me.

"If you don't want to bite then let me bite and taste my icecream."

He muttered huskily in my ear and my eyes widened realizing which icecream he was talking about.

My heart seemed like it would blast when he kneeled before me.

He held my waist and kissed my navel pushing me to the glass window.

He kept planting featherly kisses all over my stomach and and last bit my waist making me whimper.