moonlitmagic18
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- Parts 12
Before I could even breathe, he wrapped his hand tightly around my waist. With a sudden, breathless yank, he spun me around, and my back softly collided with the cold wall. I gasped as he caged me in.
He leaned dangerously close, his gaze dropping to my lips as his rough, magnetic voice whispered in my ears,
"Ira, is this what you want me to do right now?" he growled, his voice dropping to a gravelly whisper.
"Because if I start, I am not stopping this time."
"It is," I pleaded, my hands tangling into his shirt.
"Please."
That did it.
A dark, satisfied smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.
His hand slid slowly from my waist, tracing a path of pure fire until his fingers found exactly what I was craving for. He kissed me & started rubbing me gently and the sudden rush of pleasure was so sharp that my knees went weak, an breathless loud moan broke from my lips.
"Vaibhav...".
"Yeah? You like that?" he murmured against my skin, his fingers shifting down to drive me completely over the edge.
"Don't hold it back. Let me hear exactly what I'm doing to you."
My hands automatically tangled into his hair, pulling him closer and he started biting my neck as the pleasure took over.
"More," I begged, stripped of my pride.
"Right there."
"God, you're going to be the death of me," he choked out, his voice completely wrecked as he licked me.
He didn't wait, driving his fingers deeper, matching the frantic rhythm of my breathing while his thumb was still rubbing me.
"Hearing you make that sound...I swear, I'm losing my mind," he said while lifting me up. He started squeezing me and I wrapped my legs around his waist.
"Don't stop," I ordered.
"Baby girl, I haven't even started yet," he confessed.
He carried me the few short steps to the bed without breaking the rhythm of his fingers. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He lowered me onto the mattress and...