Take Me Home

30. Woh toh hai

The kiss was getting more and more passionate, the duo were now making out their hand roaming on each other's body with new found desire and before they knew they were in a random room in the venue with boxes strewn everywhere drapes curtains and decorative pillows on the ground it seemed like some storage place but the couple didn't seem to really care at the moment. Karishma pins Haseena against the door locking it and then she looks into those big brown beautiful eyes that have always made her smile without knowing why. She smiles and so does Haseena. This was definitely going to be a memorable night for them.

"Tum sure ho na?" Karishma whispers as leans her forehead on Haseena's as she takes a deep breath trying to suppress the desire that was surging through her body. She didn't want to hurry with Haseena. She wanted their first time to be special and she didn't want Haseena to regret it the next morning.

"I am." Haseena nods with a shy smile. The shade of pink that's creeping up her already blushing face only makes Karishma's task harder. She uses every ounce of her self control to ask again.

"Tum kal isko regret to nahi karogi na? Are you sure?" She rasps. The dimly lit room seemed to also wait in anticipation for Haseena's consent.

Haseena simply envelopes Karishma's lips with her own giving her the answer she is looking for. He lips trail down to Karishma's neck which she immediately arches to give Haseena better access.

"I want you Karishma, damnit." Haseena complains impatiently making Karishma chuckle.

"Yes ma'am." Karishma mumbled before taking charge again. She unpins Haseena's saree quickly as Haseena struggles with her numerous buttons.

"Fuck there are too many buttons." Karishma laughs again at her complaint but Haseena pulls her by her collar taking her into a heated kiss again. Haseena's urgency has Karishma aching where she needs Haseena's touch the most. This want she was witnessing from her ever so shy and innocent girlfriend was making her come undone. Karishma skillfully unhooks Haseena's blouse removing it, leaving her lady love in her lacy and very transparent lingerie.

"Fuck." She impatiently pulls Haseena by her waist before taking the tip of her breast into her mouth. Her act elicits one of the loudest moans from Haseena and that is all the encouragement she truly needs as she continues to suckle on her one breast her hand skillfully mimics the actions of her mouth on her other breast and Haseena's moans reach yet another high note. Karishma was driving her crazy and she wanted to do something similar and she grips Karishma's neck separating her from her mounds bringing her to eye level. It takes everything in her to remain bold as she undoes the remaining buttons of Karishma's shirt and then her own inskirt. They are now left in their lingerie and Haseena walks forward until Karishma is laid down on the various pillows that lay on the floor in a haphazard manner. She wants to hear a similar moan from her rowdy girlfriend and she won't rest until she gets that so she starts showering Karishma's body with various kisses. She didn't know where to start so she chose her prominent collar bone and then came her neck. She feels a little stupid but she sucks heard enough to leave a tiny mark, her possessiveness overpowering her ever so right conscience. Her kisses reach Karishma's breast so she gets up taking Karishma with her sits on her laps so she could undo the latter's sports bra.

"Why did you have to wear this kind of bra?" She mumbled in annoyance and Karishma laughed yet again. She leans behind by placing her palm on the floor, to take a look at a frustrated Haseena. Annoyed Haseena is cute Haseena and she wants to adore her properly.

"It's more comfortable aur tum isse easily remove nahi kar paa rahi na ye dekke mujhe ye aur pasand aane lage hai." Her lips curve in a taunting smile and Haseena kisses that smirk off her face as she squeezes her partner's breast through the tough-to-remove sports bra that she wears so proudly. It almost seems revengeful as she continues to massage her breast so Karishma offers to remove it for her like a good girl and Haseena gives her a winning smile. The bra comes off and Haseena stares for a second too long.