Can I Close My Eyes?

8

NINETY UNHOLY DAYS

Chapter 1

Sweaty palms pulling down the door bolt, to let in the impatient person behind the door.
"Took you too long to open the door eh?" He smirks while stepping inside, his hands are shoved into his pants and he is looking as elegant as always, just like a new mud pot on a pottery wheel, immaculate and eye-catching. He is looking around the ritzy apartment she was living in. He never thought of coming here.

"So say it?" He looks at her in the eye, not to demand an answer but to gesture her to spill the words first.

"I have already told you through text message" she whip around to fetch him a bottle of water from freezer. He waits there observing the minimal decorations inside the house, her apartment gives you a home feeling, so warm and comfortable.
"Here" He gulps down half the water and places it on the side table which has many books on it.

"How are we going to behave on the campus after this night?"

"As usual" She shrugs trying to appear confident and unwavering at the intensity his words held.

"Okay" He steps forward, she moves back, the process proceeds till her back hits the wall. "What's your name?" He asks towering over her, by placing his two hands on either side of her, on the blue-painted wall.

"Rashi Balasubramanian" her eyes locks with his. He touches the cotton fabric hanging around her neck, he slowly pulls it down and leaves it as a pool beside their legs on the floor.
He sighs in her neck, her palms fists around his moss green linen shirt immediately, he smirks kissing her fair skin under the chin.

His both hands slides down the wall to touch her hips, she whimpers at the most anticipated touch, the darkest dream of her's, the pursuit of her desires.
"All new huh?" She nods closing her eyes. He picks her up by making her legs wrap around his torso and hands around his neck.
Both smiles sweetly at each other while he is taking them inside the bedroom.

He drops her slowly on the floor and unzips her dress, she stands before him with eager lust in eyes just like his. Closing the mere inches of distance between, he makes her remove the top, her fair flesh made him bite his lips. He can't go beasty on this beautiful lady, it will be a sin if he not treat her body like a porcelain doll.
"Lay on the bed Rashi" Her eyes aren't moving away from him, not even for a second and it made him feel very special, like a rainy season the trees waits for, like a Sunday kids look forward to and also like the love humans search for.

She sits attaching her back to the headboard, her chest moving up and down like a slow wave in the middle of the ocean, sinking him deep into her flawless space between her two beautiful bosoms. He kneels before her on the soft mattress, pulls her under him by tugging at her ankles, she hisses but heaves out a long breath of excitement. His hand goes to open the drawer beside the bed.

He smirks looking at the two dildos insi, her cheeks become pink at his knowing stare.
"How often you use them?"

"Never used them, I was scared" He nods and opens other racks , finding a cotton shawl he crawls back to tie it around her hands and place them above her head. "Close your eyes Rashi" She does, yes she wants his touch so batd, she really does. It took her sixty days to get him, two freaking months to seduce him and bring him to her house.

Unclasping her bra he admires the real beauty of her upper body, he is completely fascinated with her fair skin and bold eyes. He lowers onto her, to touch between her clavicle bones with his lips.
She sighs, closing her eyes, his one hand moves down to shove his palm inside her pants. Her back arches up when he finally place his fingers on her hot core.