Thakur's Healer | 18+ ✅

25. 'Can I suck on that mole?' 🌶️

Ragini POV

"Is my innocent wife craving for my touch?"

He enquired in a hoarse voice, his orbs darkened. I blinked repeatedly, and sucking on my lips, I nodded, and he slammed his lips over mine, sucking me harshly.

What happened to him suddenly?

"Umm!"

I moaned in his mouth. My hands impromptu travelled to his nape, followed by messing up his hair, while he was squeezing my boobs and waist. I never knew that I would like his rough behaviour, but my body wanted exactly that.

"So my wife is quite fond of the wild behaviour..hn?"

He grunted, leaving my lips for a moment, to let me catch some air.

I opened my eyes, and he began sucking on my lips again, tending me to close my eyes again. I was loving it so I responded sucking on him back.

His lips proceeded to my jaw, and then neck. I kept kissing his eyelids, forehead and temple region.

My saree got unkempt, bangles were tickling as I kept caressing and clutching his back from over his shirt.

"Ummhh!"

I moaned, feeling him nibbling me lightly on the neck. His hands progressed to my boobs and squeezed it a little harshly.

"Annhh... thakur ji...."

I winced, but the pain was ironically feeling good. My core felt wet again. Was I aroused again?

"Tha.... thakur ji...I am aroused."

I whispered, and he immediately left my neck, to gawk at me with astonishment. I gulped at his reaction. Did I say something wrong?

"What?" He muttered, thinning his brows. A sinister smirk danced on his lips.

"I....um...I am aroused. It's wet down there."

I mumbled, licking on my lower lip and lowering my gaze.

"What do you want me to do, Jaana?"

He enquired, leaning towards me and resting his head over my bosom.

"You told me that your touch would help me, so.....umm"

I mumbled, but my moan interrupted us, as he began doing his favourite work - sucking on my nipple.

My hand advanced to his nape, his hair were already disheveled, and mine too. Our breath had become audible.

He pressed a button and the seat started bending backwards. Yanking me on his shoulder, he tossed me on the backseat, and hovered over me.

"Do you allow me to satisfy you, Jaana?"

He enquired, my eyes were already closed. I nodded clutching on his shirt tightly.

"Please let me suck your boobs!"

He implored, kneading and cupping my boobs. My hands progressed to the safety pin that was adjusting my pallu. I removed it, unfurling my pallu on the backseat, my hands travelled to my back, unhooking my blouse and bra simultaneously.

His hands clutched my sleeves, and he dragged them below, revealing my bosom to him.

"Anhh!"

I moaned under my breath, he began sucking on my nipple hungrily. It's been days since he did it for the last time.

His two fingers dug inside the hem of my petticoat, and he undid the pleates of saree, spreading it completely inside the car.

He lifted my petticoat a little up, his hands travelled inside and he started massaging my inner thighs.