Love Struck At The Wedding

33. SHAURYA

Mature content (18+)

I reached out to hold her upper arms, but to my bad luck I stumbled and fell on top of Avni. My hands rested on the armrest of the couch, making sure to not smudge her mehndi.

We were close. So close.

I could feel our breath mingling with each other. I leaned my face and touched our nose slowly, and pecked her lips once.

I backed away and looked at her, her eyes drowsy, cheeks coated with blush, her lips parted and she was taking deep breaths, due to our proximity. And the need of sucking the life out of her mouth rose in me.

But I leaned forward and kissed her on her chin, just below her lower lip, and sucked there. Her body shuddered as I touched my tongue on her chin. But what made me more excited that,

She cannot use her hands this time.

Her mehndi adorned hands were still stretched above her head. And the sight looked so erotic.

A gasp left her mouth when I touched my tongue on her lower lip, I held her chin with my forefinger and thumb, and took her lower lip in my mouth, and sucked on it.

I used my teeth and bit on them, making sure that they were swollen, when I left her lips. I slid my hand down and grabbed her neck, choking it slightly.

"I was," I kissed on her neck and jaw, "missing you" and slowly made my way up to her mouth, "so fucking much." and kissed her deeply.

She reciprocated with the same intensity and hummed into the kiss. I kept kissing her even though I knew that she was getting out of breath.

Soon I broke the kiss, and leaned towards her neck, but I stopped. I can't do this. I clenched my jaw tightly, as I felt my desires overflowing again.

And I don't want to hurt her, with my actions that I might regret later.

Yesterday after our alone moment in my room, something broke in me. When I looked at her, she looked so tense and maybe hurt, I couldn't comprehend what it was, and I didn't have the courage to ask.

This was the only reason that I've been keeping myself busy with all the work, because I don't want to hurt her.

"Shaurya," her whispered voice reached my ears, and I looked at her, worry etched face, and I felt guilty that I'm the one responsible for this expression.

"Are you okay?" she said, balancing my arms over her figure on the sofa trying to maintain eye contact with her. "Yeah, I'm alright Jaan", I replied.

Balancing herself on her elbows on either side of her waist she leaned in towards my face, her rosy pink lips were turning into a pout, I couldn't control myself and was replicating the same actions. Her lips caught mine, she pecked my lips, once, twice, thrice, my hand resting behind her, was now wrapped around her waist.

She started smooching my lips, I let her. She bit my lower lip, making me open my mouth, her tongue entered my mouth, swirling around mine, dominating me.

"I missed you, Shaurya", she said,
"I missed you, more, Avni". I replied.

"Kiss me", she demands.

Squeezing her love handles gently I oblige, kissing her lips passionately, sucking her bottom lip, making her open her mouth, sucking her tongue now, making her whimper. Her breathing getting uneven, she wrapped her arms around my neck, leaving the control of her body on me.

I took a breath breaking the kiss, her intoxicatingly divine brown eyes, captivated mine, asking for more, I leaned for another kiss, placing my lips on hers.