THE MISTRESS ✔️ (COMPLETED)

18~ Confused and Guilty

She walked up to him and held the eye contact as she walked pass him and sat on the sofa. She folded her legs placing her right leg over the other.

'Come,' – She gestured with her feet, - 'Sit.' She patted the seat next to him. Eshaan nodded and hurried to her. He sat beside her and looked at her with hopeful eyes.

'Are you still mad at me?' He asked. Monica smiled and extended her hand.

'Depends,' – She twirled her index finger on his thigh, - 'If you do me a favor. I might not be mad at you and,' – She shifted closer moving her fingers towards his crotch, - 'let you do more than just-'

'Anything for you.' Eshaan interrupted her. His heartbeat had started to increase again. Monica smirked and moved her leg, she placed it over his.

'Okay, then make me meet Kabir.' She said and Eshaan blinked at her.

From where did Kabir come here - He thought. He shook his head and Monica's smile dropped.

'No, sir is a very busy man.' He said, and Monica shifted moving her leg away. She glared at him.

'You said that-'

'You are here, with me for me or for Kabir?' Eshaan eyed her. Monica froze.

Shit! He shouldn't get suspicious – She thought disappointedly. She will have to try again. Eshaan continued to eye her and so she faked a smile and shifted closer. She caressed his rugged jawline with her index finger.

'Of course, for you, baby.' She leaned and pecked his lips. Eshaan smiled and held her lower-back, he pulled her closer and she pressed her body against his.

'Monica,' – He whispered moving a strand of her wet hair from her face, - 'You are driving me crazy.' He leaned and kissed her cheek. Monica closed her eyes as he began kissing her jawline and neck. He held the back of neck firmly as he proceeded to kiss her lips. Monica held his arms tightly and leaned. Their lips met, and they were smooching in no time.

Eshaan moved his hand and grabbed her thigh, he tugged her leg and Monica shifted. She rose from her seat and straddled him. She grabbed Eshaan's face tightly as she kissed him back. He held her hips tightly.

As Monica kissed him she moved her hand and placed it on his crotch.

Eshaan groaned as she began unbuckling his pants. He raised his hips as she tugged his pant and boxers down.

'Monica.' Eshaan groaned grabbing the back of her head and tugging her hair. She opened her mouth letting his tongue in as they continued to kiss fiercely. Eshaan moved his pants down to his knees and kicked it off him. He held Monica's hips and shifted her. She broke the kiss and looked breathlessly at him. He looked back. She held his shoulder and stared seductively into his eyes as she gently rubbed their desires together.

'****' Eshaan groaned throwing his head back. He held her hips and tried to enter her, but she didn't let him. Instead, she kept lightly touching him.

Deep inside her heart, Monica wanted to have sex with him again. But she knew she had to tease him, just tease him.

Don't get carried away this time - Monica's brain alerted her. Eshaan groaned as she kept teasing him. Monica moved her hand and flipped her hair to one side. She leaned forward and whispered into his ear, - 'Condoms?'

Eshaan tilted his head and looked at her, - 'In my room. Wait.' He whispered back.

'No.' Monica placed her hand on his chest, she then shifted back to her place. Eshaan kept blinking at her.