𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐕𝐨𝐰𝐬

Chapter 24:- Shower 🌶️

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“ I don't want you to stop. I don't want you to control Mr Rathore”

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“ You are going to be dead for me, “ he said, crushing his lips on her, kissing her roughly, feasting her as if he had been starving for a long time.

She failed to sync with him and let him take control. His finger went in her hair, pulling her and adjusting her head to get better access as his tongue explored every corner of her mouth, savoring her sweet taste.

His other hand went from her cheeks to neck to her breast, pressing and kneading them as she moaned inside his mouth.

A  moan left from his throat when she started grinding herself to him and the heat in her core was too much for her.

His hand opened the hook of her blouse after unpinning the saree from her shoulder, and his lips traveled from her lips to her neck as he planted sloppy kisses along the trails till he reached her sweet spot as she moaned louder.

Her hand hooked on his neck and disappeared in his hair massaging them while he tortured her sweet spot before biting them as a hiss left from her mouth. He immediately smoothes the pain with his tongue.

“ Easy there, baby, and tell me what you want,” he asked, stopping her and pinning her to her place when she started rubbing herself with him fast.

“ Please “ she didn't know what she was asking but she just wanted to get the release as the throbbing of her pussy was not allowing her to think anything.

“ Please, what, my love? “ he again asked, teasing her with his hand roaming all over her body.

“ Please touch me, “ she answered, biting her lips. The feeling was getting over her as it started irritating her.

“ You have to be specific, love; where do you want me to touch you?” he remarked, wiping the tears of frustration that had slipped from the corner of her eyes.

“ I…ahmm,”  her words struck in her throat as his hand pressed her tits again, earning a sinful moan from her, which was melodious to him.

“Do you want me to touch you Here…” he asked, touching her tits,” or here, “ touching her stomach, belly button,” or here “ he trailed his way and finally stopped on her clothed core.

“ Yes….” She whispered, pressing his hand more on her core trying to get some friction.

He untucked the saree from her shapewear as it fell free on the floor leaving her in her open blouse and shapewear.

He removed her shapewear as she also proceeded to remove his clothes

“Shouldn't we be fair if I'm naked you should be as well” she said pulling the buttons of his shirt as he removed the last piece of clothes leaving her only in her panties as the blouse was padded so she didn't wear bra as well.

He pulled his shirt away from his and hooked her legs to his waist, carrying her to the counter, and making her sit on that as his lips again started kissing every inch of her.

Her hand roamed on his chest as she felt his hard muscles beneath her palm.

He latched on her one tits while messaging others, making her feel wet all over again. Even though they just came out of a cold shower, the chemistry between them made them feel hot and bothered.