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Before I could even breathe, his hand shot out, wrapping 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 with you 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 to my panty under my black one piece, tracing a path of pure fire upward until his fingers found exactly what I was craving for. He kissed me and started rubbing my clit gently and the sudden rush of pleasure was so sharp that my knees went weak, and an unbidden, breathless, loud, ragged 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 I started kissing him again as the pleasure took over.
"More," I begged, completely 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 was biting my neck.
He didn't wait, driving his fingers deeper, matching the frantic rhythm of my breathing.
"Hearing you make that sound...I swear, I'm losing my mind."