Jealousy - the race and the rage (shivika FF)

6) First phase of intimacy?

Shivaay pressed soft kisses onto her cheeks like she was the most precious thing available on the earth. He looked into her eyes. They were dilated and petrified. He inhaled her scent in a slow and long breath . It ignited an undying passion in him. He was no longer in the soft and protective mode. No. He was full on passion mode now. He placed a firm kiss on her neck. She shrugged from the convulsions his kiss had caused within her. He slightly rubbed his stubble on her cheeks while retreating from her neck. Anika felt every minuscule hair of her straighten in gooseflesh. He cupped her cheek and pressed his lips onto her. Anika was flabbergasted and her eyes totally stunned.

But due to the cut in his hand he hissed in the pain and anika regained her senses on seeing the blood on her cheeks. With that the moment paused. She screamed " shivaaay " with panic.

She took her hand kerchief from her jean and used it to tie it like a bandage in his palm , thereby stopping the further oozing of blood. She was still breathing heavily while her face was adorning a crimson red shade.  Shivaay kept on staring at her lips with his eyes unaltered while she was busy tending to his wound. Anika couldn't look at him.  She felt baffled at what had happened and didn't know what to say or what to do. She was visibly shaking due to nervousness.  Embarrassed was an understatement for her situation.

"Look at me Anika" said shivaay with a greater depth in his voice that if he was not standing right in front of her , she would have mistook it to be someone else. It was not a statement. It was not a plea. It was a command. A Gravitating Command which was an outcome of his exclusive right. HIS right on HIS Anika .

Although thoroughly embarrassed , that pull his voice had, the sheer tone of need , passion and desperation drew Anika's eyes to look into his eyes. His eyes were blazing with a darker shade of azure. A colour she never knew existed. A colour she never knew he had. The heat emanating from his body and the gazing arrows his eyes have been shooting were piercing her torso all over.

Almost instantaneously , like a finger which had touched fire , she tried to break her eye contact and look in another direction. But the beast was in no mood to back down. He cupped her cheek again with the same hand and asked " why are u avoiding my eyes Anika?" with a still more deeper tone. A tone of desperation. Anika looked like a deer caught in the head light.

The air around her was so charged that she couldn't even think lest respond. Shivaay placed his thumb on her chin and made a slight circle with the rest of the fingers in her cheek in a way of informing her that he wanted to hear her answer. He slowly started moving his fingers along her cheek, slow enough for his touch to memorise the feeling against her skin for every nanometer distance it travelled.

He slightly tilted his head and had started looking at her lips again. Anika's nervous shaking had started becoming violent. She felt like melting from the heat from him. She could feel his grip tightening on her cheeks, so trying to put on a brave face, she stuttered " uhhh... uuu had kissed me... I ... didn't kn...ow what to do..." innocently.

Shivaay gave a loose grin."I was comforting u Anika ... did u like it ??" asked shivaay still having his eyes on her lips. "uhh" said anika in a feeble yet confused way in an attempt to catch on to what he had said.

But it was too late. Shivaay moved his index finger to her lips. He started tracing her lips with his finger in a slow yet sensuous manner that her breathing started varying violently almost at that instant. He enjoyed the effect he had caused on her. He enjoyed the rampant breathing pattern he had evoked. It sounded like his own personal ringtone announcing the realisation of his passion. He was now the beasty singh oberoi in his passionate mode sniffling and playing around with his prey . He suddenly snaked his other hand around her petite waist and strengthened his hold onto her such that even air had to ask his permission to come in between him and HIS Anika. 

He crashed his lips onto her with more fervor than before . Her torso was glued onto his and was stuck like two perfect pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. His one hand started grazing her spinal length while the other was still incharge of preventing any gap between them. His tongue played with her lips and forced her to yield an entry for its grand entrance. Anika felt like melting into a puddle in his arms. She was sure it was his arms that gripped her from fainting. She felt her hormanal convulsions have got strengthened to have become passionate cyclones.

He savoured the taste of her lips. Her cherry flavoured lipstick just enhanced the taste of her lips. He just loved how soft her lips felt. His thumb started making patterns on her slender waist. Anika felt her hormones take over her control and was about to reciprocate his need.