Mixed Desires

4.

Avika's POV

"We're going to have to do something with that dirty little mouth of yours" He said. My dirty mouth? truth to be told, the  only dirty thing here was this asshole.

"What's wrong with my mouth huh?" I shot back while trying to free myself from his iron hold. Why is his hold so strong God dammit?

He had me on top of him and my breasts were aching because of his chest. Not that I complain about his chest, it's perfectly chiseled like a Greek god, but my breasts were literally getting crushed. One because, I weigh a lot, two because his chest was as hard as a wall.

"Well, now that I think about it, there's nothing wrong. That'd look pretty good wrapped around my di-"

"Shut up!!" I cut him off.

"Dick" He sighed and said, while holding me with more force than before. I shouldn't be thinking about it but honestly, the way he was actually pressing me on top of him, made me feel his bulge against my stomach. And... And it was hard.. very hard.

"Huh, what? " I said, ignoring his bulge. 

"What what?"

"What are you saying?" I said with annoyance.

"Nothing, I just completed my sentence which you cut off" Realization dawned upon me when he made it clear. Now that makes sense. But he still shouldn't be saying that!!

"Let me go" I said straight off after that without continuing the conversation. I wasn't here to argue, I wanted to ask him about something. I had just got a call from my manager about an upcoming dinner party of Mona Allison since she was in India. I was on cloud nine after hearing that, because she's one of the top fashion bloggers in NYC and she has me on her invite list. So, I thought it'd be best to tell someone first. Therefore I told my mother-in-law first, because she doesn't fight with me for just being present at an event.

Since I hadn't attended any event or conferences from the past month, I figured I should go shop for some dresses. I asked her to come with me for that but she refused and instead suggested Vivek. I didn't want to go with him, but I couldn't do anything because we agreed that we'd be playing a good role of a husband and wife in front of his mother and won't be pushing each other for the time being.

I was on my way to ask him out for it, when this shit happened. Like why me? Couldn't he have bumped into someone else? Or does god have a different beef wit-

"No" He replied pulling me out of my trance. Again, how could I forget he's an asshole and I'd have to act my way with him.

I stopped pushing and motioned one of my knee between his legs a little in order to kick him in the balls. But to my dismay, he stopped my kick. He had locked my knee with both of his thighs, preventing it from moving further.

When I looked up at him, his lips curled up into a sheepish grin "Not again rabbit"

"Let me goooooo, pleaseeeeee" I winced and let my head fall onto his shoulder. Maybe.. just maybe he'd be fooled by my act and let me go. "Fine" he replied, making my head snap up, only to find he was still grinning like an idiot, and he still hadn't loosen his hold on my waist by even an inch.

My frustration turned into a shock when he did something unexpected. My heart raced, and I felt a weird sensation flowing within me, which made me shiver and clench my thighs a little.  And it took me some seconds to process what was happening. He was touching me. On my waist, making circles with his fingers.

Ohh noo...

"D-Don't touch m-mee.." I stammered as the pleasurable sensation engulfed me, making me close my eyes. I couldn't even say the words properly because I was trembling and god know why just a mere touch was getting me on fire.