Sharon felt him put his arms around her from the back and a feeling of security settled in. It had been long since they had laid together like this and she was starting to forget how perfectly their bodies fit into each other. She put her hand on top of his and felt the ridges of veins on the back of his hands, tracing them from the end of his fingers to the wrist and all the way up to his elbow.
"What are you trying to do?" he whispered breezily into her hairs and she smiled, knowing from his voice that he was smiling too.
"Just checking if this still has the same effect on you" she answered, still dragging her fingers across his hands in lazy patterns and feeling goosebumps appear on the places where she had already been.
She felt his palm grab her tummy and push her closer into him. Swayam nuzzled into her shoulder and breathed in her fruity perfume.
"If you're still thinking," she heard him say. "Its totally making a difference. But its late, you're not fit and you really need to get some sleep." Swayam brusquely kissed her on her neck and sank back into his pillow.
"Swayammm" she tugged at his hand.
Swayam chuckled at her antiques and slightly frowned. It was almost 2 AM and its not like Swayam wouldn't want to do her, fuck, he'd do her right there in the same position as they were at that time. But she had already fainted twice in the same night and seemed considerably weak meant he had to be the mature one here and intervene.
"Sharon you need rest" he smiled.
Sharon turned to face him. "No. I need you."
Swayam looked at her pouty face and resistance faded into desire. He lowered his head to peck on her lips and she opened her mouth in acceptance, smiling in victory at the same time since she was having what she wanted. She always does. She settled her head down on the pillow and let him tower over her. His hand slipped into the waistband of her panties and cupped her between the legs. Sharon trembled at his touch. Fuck, she could come just from him holding her.
He stopped for a second to look at her, surprised at how wet she was already with barely any foreplay. She groaned in frustration and Swayam laughed. "I've barely even touched you" he smirked.
Sharon ignored his remarks and tugged at his t shirt, pulling it above and getting rid of it in one go. She stared down at his defined built and the trail of hair that followed down from his belly button and disappeared where his pants started but Swayam did not let her stare for too long. He grabbed the end of her top and pulled it off her head, ducking his head to trace the line of her peach pink bra. Sharon quivered as his warm breath teased her and gasped something that sounded like his name and at that moment he decided that it was the most beautiful sound on the earth. He pulled her panties down to her ankles, leaving her skirt still on pooled up around her waist.
Sharon smiled at him coyly and involuntarily arched her back, hinting that she wanted him to unclasp her bra from behind and he deftly complied, pulling it off her arms at the same time. He kissed her at the rise of her breast, right above her ribs while his thumb pressed on her nipples, rolling them in circular motion. She gasped, loud enough to make him stop and look at her in concern.
"What happened?" Swayam pulled himself up on her side in a half sitting position. A slight frown appeared on his forehead and Sharon smiled.
"Nothing, just sensitive" she replied, pulling him back towards her and kissing the tip of his nose. Swayam made a mental note of it and continued, only more gentler this time. He looked at her beautiful face as he did just to make sure that she was enjoying. Sharon looked at him lustfully and tugged at the foot of his trousers with her toes, wanting them off. Swayam pulled them off and positioned himself at her entrance. He still looked at her for permission, even though there was no point but he'd still do that, like it were a routine. She was in no state to say yes but her face said it all, that she had never loved him more and that he was the only thing she wanted at this moment and always.
Swayam entered her slowly and she took him in, rubbing herself against his length and soon they picked up a rhythm.
"Ha-harder" Sharon begged and he thrust inside her with reckless abandon. The head of the bed rocked against the wall with the force of their passion and both of them stared into each other wide eyed, before breaking into fits of giggles.
Swayam brought his lips to hers as he realised she was getting close, and so was he. Sharon wanted to moan out his name but could barely manage a string of alphabets as she climaxed, clenching tightly around him making him lose control too. They breathed heavily but with frequent pauses as he kept kissing her lips all through out the time they were coming down from the high and that was the only sound echoing in the quiet bedroom.
Swayam slipped in beside her and she pulled herself up against his side. "Hey" she husked, looking into his eyes.
"You're so beautiful like this, Sharon" Swayam smiled. "I love you."
"I love you too" she replied and watched him close his eyes. His eyelids fluttered in an adorable manner and Sharon felt time stop still. Soon, sleep seeped in and they remained nestled in each others arms.
The next morning, it was Sharon who woke up first. It was some time around 5 and not her usual time to wake up but a certain strong smell of bleach hit her nose and immediately a sour taste rose up at the back of her throat. Even before she could figure whats happening, she found herself grabbing the toilet seat. The corner of her eyes watered as she threw up whatever was there in her stomach and then dry-retching the rest of the time. She sat there staring into the toilet bowl and that's when it hit her that she had missed her dates that month.
A cool stream of sweat appeared on her forehead and he felt herself go numb. Pregnant?
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Hunter and his tigress(SwaRon story/Rated mature)
FanfictionEveryone knows Swayam Shekhawat as the amiable boy-next-door that he is but things take a rather interesting turn as his romantic relationship evolves with Sharon Raiprakash, the college diva. Trigger warnings: Explicit content, mention of abuse.