NEVER FORGET YOU | 2

Chapter Twenty

C H A P T E R - T W E N T Y

Song- Dirty Mind, Boy Epic.

If you're on the edge of orgasm,
dial it back
Let it simmer for a minute,
savour it like a snack
Relish in that long,
drawn out,
inner ache
Suffer a little for me,
before this mess you'll make
Heaven is close,
but right now
you're in purgatory
This edging is no short quip,
it's a long
erotic
story.

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Okay... So... this chapter was completely out of my comfort zone to write, so please bear with me. It was really hard to express what I want them to feel, and I don't know how am I going to write the coming bold chapters.
And yeah, pardon me for any mistakes. I'm no expert, nor experienced.
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"So you don't want me? Huh!", his hand move down to cup my heat inside my underwear. His voice was so low, but demanding. At the same time his other hand tightened it's grip firmly around my waist, like he is showing me his rights on me. That, he has every right to touch me and hold me however he wants. Well, for some twisted reasons, maybe he do. Our nose, almost touching, with his gaze fixed on my lips.

I gasp loudly because of that sudden bold contact. Gwaad.. He's touching me. Again.

"I don't affect you?", his tone was accusing while his fingers slowly run all the way of my sex, stroking me, making me aware of my own wetness. He pressed me harder against the cold surface of the wooden wardrobe, completely trapping me with his warm body and his bold hands.

I didn't reply. I was too much into daze to reply. I just clutch his arms tightly under my hold and close my eyes to feel his touch, and also to avoid looking at those dark blue stares. My mind just knew one thing, and that is to concentrate on his fingers which were rubbing my moisture, touching me in the most intimate way. My whole body trembling in need, and also because of this physical proximity.

"Then why are you so wet Kavya?", he ask plainly, whilst his fingers has started their work on me, rubbing my numb, sending jolt of pleasure everywhere in my body, specially to my lower region. I repeated his words inside my head, I haven't realise until he touched me that how wet I was. How much his bold words had affected me, and is still affecting me.

I can now practically smell myself in the air. The heavy scent of my arousal. It was uncomfortably exciting, that how wet he's making me.

"Why is your heart beating so loud? Why is your body reacting this way from my touch?" He asked the questions that I'm dreading to answer. I honestly don't want to answer him, because I don't know what to say. I'm also asking the same thing to myself. Why he always affect me this much? Why can't I control my own body around him? I need to scold my body that it's supposed to listen to me, not to him.

"Do you have any idea how painfully hard your wetness is making me?", He pressed his hard erection near my pelvis to prove his words. My body vibrated with need because of his this gesture, leaving me pleasurably uncomfortable.

Was I supposed to reply to this? Well, I don't know how to. So I choose not to.

"And how good you smell.." he breathed into the heavy smell of my arousal.