Shameless, Only For Him

Two

Dhana Lakshmi

Soon after having the food, I gather my books from my study table and pick up my phone to rush to Puvi's apartment.

He'll be free on Sunday and even though he'd ordered me to not disturb him on the weekend, I still do it. He doesn't reprimand me as he's used to my attitude.

Before shuffling out of my room, I glanced at myself in the mirror and smiled at my reflection.

Beautiful...I like it.

With a delighted look, I move through my apartment and unlock the door. My parents who were in the living room don't question me as it's my habitual action. Besides, they have trust in us and don't restrict us from being alone with each other.

I may be misusing the freedom they've given me but I couldn't control my heart, nor my bodily desires.

Shutting the door behind me, I turn the door knob of Puvi's apartment. It was locked. Right, he's taken precautions to shoo me away. Clicking my tongue in vexation, I begin to knock on his door repeatedly until he has no way but to let me in.

"Imsa! (Torture) Wouldn't even let a man sleep in peace," I smile when he unbolts the door and scolds me in his sleepy voice.

He has on a loose grey t-shirt and black shorts on, and he's damn hot in it. Given that he's awakened from his slumber now, his thick hair is ruffled, causing him to look so attractive...

"Shall I come inside!?" I ask teasingly as he runs his hands through his bristles and saunters toward the lounge.

"No, get out," that means, get in. I casually walk in and close the door behind me. This is how acts with me when we're alone, meanly.

Yet I crave him so intensely...

Perhaps it's his ignorance that pushes me to yearn for his love. I've always had guys circling my legs like dogs, trying to snatch my attention. But he's the only one who acted indifferent to me. Something about that nonchalant attitude...had me want him desperately.

"I'll tutor you for only one hour and after that, you should get back to your apartment without making any scenes, understood Dhana?" He questions while he walks inside his room. Following him suit, I respond happily, "Yes, your honor, I get it," But I wouldn't leave after one hour.

He's aware of it.

Once in the room, he goes inside the restroom while I sit myself in the chair next to the small rectangular-shaped study table and drop my books and mobile on it.

Minutes later, he comes out of the restroom with his face dripping with water. Locking the door restroom door, he grabs a towel from the clothes stand and wipes his countenance.

I gulp slightly as I watch his mesmerizing long fingers. How would it feel to have them inside me...

Removing his restroom slipper, Puvi tosses the towel back on the clothes stand and advances towards me. His flawless brown skin is glimmering under the lighting of the room and as he places himself on the chair on the other end of the table, my eyes glance at his lips. It is a blend of blackish-pink and damn, those are the most beautiful pair of lips I've ever beheld...

The desire to have them against mine, to have them over my breasts, on my clit, and just all over my body is deep.

"Enough," he smacks against my forehead with his fingers and I immediately snap out of my reverie.

"What is your doubt today?" He leans a bit forward as he queries. "There is this particular problem Puvi. I've tried a lot to solve it but I can't seem to find a way to balance the assets and liabilities in the balance sheet," he throws me an 'is that so' look.

"Look for yourself. I think the question is printed wrongly," I open my rough book and push it toward him. He grips the book in his hand and peers at it seriously.

Within a few seconds, he puts the book back on the table and lifts his eyes to me. That eye contact made me nervous but I couldn't look away.

"How did you even manage to pass the first year of college without knowing the basics," I glare at his condescending tone. "I know all the basics!" I retort loudly.

"Oh? So, 'prepaid expenses' is a liability?" He quirks his eyebrows at me. "Yes, it is!" I confidently blurt out.

Instead of answering me, he looks down at the floor and searches for something, "What are you looking for!?" I ask, dubiously.

"Your brain, Dhana," Anger bursts within me at his words. "See, If I'm wrong, then correct me. Not everyone is as smart as you," he chuckles upon heeding my response and begins to rectify the fault I'd committed in the financial problem.

For a while, I focused on his face, but then all I could think was how it would feel to be his...to be his girlfriend. I couldn't help but imagine dirty scenes in my head as he so dedicatedly helps me resolve all my doubts.

I'm currently fantasizing about his mouth sucking my breasts and it's turning me on. My opening has started to throb so painfully.

Unbeknownst to all of it, my Puvi tutors me sincerely.

I feel bashful. If Puvi is to know what I do with him in my mind, would he look at me the same way as now?

Would he even be willing to talk to me!?

Probably no. But I can't help myself. As Puvi reckons, this is not a simple crush. This has gone beyond what one could say as love or lust.

It isn't obsession either, it is worse than that.
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Um...guys, hi, what's your thoughts on Puvi?