#1 in the London Universe series:
Anaya Oberoi, a final-year student at a prestigious college in India, was thrilled to be selected for a student exchange at King's College London. But there was a catch-she had to live with foster parents. To her su...
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I didn't have an answer to her question. Deep down, I knew I was selfish. Anaya claiming to be mine offered a strange sense of relief, though. There was something about her that made her special to me, even if the connection we shared wasn't quite love. It felt more like a complicated blend of enemies with benefits and genuine care.
Anaya seemed to sense my uncertainty, and being around her made me feel exposed and vulnerable in ways I hadn't felt with Ivy. Ivy had been toxic, manipulating me into a destructive relationship. With Anaya, every part of me seemed drawn to her, craving her presence, yet I was hesitant to risk diving into another messy relationship.
She had left everything behind in India to start anew, a brave decision for someone so young at 19. I respected her strength, even as I grappled with my own feelings and doubts.
I didn't want to repeat past mistakes. Giving our dynamic a label or trying to define it further felt daunting and risky. I preferred keeping things uncomplicated, despite the undeniable pull I felt towards her.
I pulled her onto my lap, needing a clear conversation.
"I'm committing to being faithful until you tell me otherwise, okay?" I said firmly.
"Same goes for me, but this isn't a relationship, right?" She asked, seeking clarification.
"In a relationship, two people need to be in love and I guess we both do care for each other and are sexually compatible," I replied
"Right," she muttered
"Are you in love with me, kitten?" I asked, a playful grin tugging at my lips.
"I would never fall for you, Mr. Noah Carter," she replied, her smirk teasing as she sat on my lap, clad only in my T-shirt and that was enough to turn me on.
I cupped her face and pressed my lips on her. If I had the opportunity to eat those pouty lips I would do it. I squeezed her waist a little to enter my tongue inside her mouth but she didn't open it and was smirking instead. I cupped her boobs and there I got my opportunity to enter her mouth exploring her.
Too bad for her, she always struggled to keep up with my pace. I felt her tapping my shoulders, a signal for air. Reluctantly, I let her go, not wanting her to pass out from lack of oxygen.
"Are you feeling okay now?" I asked, concerned.
She nodded, still catching her breath, and rested her head on my chest.
"Can we go for a drive? I want something sweet to eat," she requested.
"No," I replied automatically.
"Please, I want to see London at night," she insisted, her eyes pleading.
I sighed, giving in despite my reservations.
"Fine, go get dressed. Let's go," I said, looking at her with a mix of exasperation and affection.
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I took my favorite two-seater car and turned on the heater to ward off the lingering chill. Anaya hurried to her seat as I held the door open, knowing she couldn't tolerate the cold breeze. She settled in, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"Let's go, I can't wait," she beamed with excitement, her gaze fixed on the road and the shops passing by. I placed my hand on her thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze, hoping to elicit that familiar, soft moan from her.
"Noah, stop," she said abruptly, perhaps catching herself before she could lose control.
I unlocked her seatbelt and pulled her into my lap whispering "You're mine."
"You don't own me." She replied
"My feisty little kitten, I own you," I teased, locking eyes with her. The blush that spread across her cheeks was priceless, and I made sure she couldn't hide it.
"Noah," she growled in mock anger.
"Yes, Noah's kitten," I replied with a smirk, enjoying her reaction.
She playfully hit my chest and kissed me on the cheek, causing a heat wave to flush over my face. Her giggles filled the car.
"The football team's captain blushes too," she whispered teasingly.
"What do you want to eat?" I asked, trying to shift the focus.
"Chocolate ice cream," she answered innocently.
I ordered one through the drive-through and handed it to her.
"Aren't you going to eat?" she asked, puzzled.
"I'll have some later," I assured her, paying the bill and continuing our drive.
I could sense she wanted us to keep driving. Her eyes gleamed with excitement, and I was pleased to see her enjoying herself. As she finished her ice cream, I decided to park my car in a secluded, dark alley.
"Time to eat my feast now." I grinned
"What do you mean?" she questioned
I kissed her licking all the stickiness of the ice cream on her lips and entering her mouth in one motion. Her body shivered under mine and my hand entered her panties to rub and feel her vagina. She was moaning under the kiss and I knew she wasn't ready for it. She broke the kiss and I made her a moaning mess again.
"I love your moans kitten," I whispered
"stop teasing me and do the deed Noah" she muttered
"Desperate are we?" I replied spanking her vagina
She moaned a yes
"Are you?" I asked again
Her eyes widened and she nodded her head in a no
"Words kitten," I ordered her
"No" she replied moaning
I took my fingers out of her folds and licked all her juices, and it was delicious, I want to wait till she turns twenty but I don't know how will I control for two months.
She settled into a comfortable position, draping each leg across my thighs and turning to face me. Her soft kiss on my lips was tender, and then she rested her head on my shoulder. I placed my hand gently on her waist, caressing her back to provide the comfort she needed.
She hugged me tightly, and I restarted the car, driving us back home. During the journey, she drifted off to sleep, her head still resting on my shoulder.
Once home, I carefully carried her and laid her down on her bed, making sure she was comfortable. Before leaving the room, I kissed her forehead softly, silently wishing her sweet dreams.
