“I’ve thought about you doing this a lot,” she admitted, licking his lower lip. Tired of him treating her like she was breakable, shesaid what she knew would garner a reaction. “I’ve thought about you when I touched myself, too.”
Her words broke his control. With a growl that reverberated in his chest, he tackled her onto the bed, trapping her body under his. Before she could understand what was happening, a rip sounded through the room. Cool air rushed across her damp core, replaced immediately with his touch. He wasted no time in sliding two fingers into her.
“Is this what you wanted me to do to you?” he rumbled, his mouth tracing the column of her neck, his hands moving relentlessly between her legs. “Or was it this?” he asked, before he clamped down on her nipple, sucking her in deeply.
She let out a lusty moan, her back arching in rapture as she clung to him, the pressure within her building at a dizzying rate. “Yes. Yes!” she chanted, her hips undulating against him, her knees falling open in a blatant demand for more.
“You look like a fucking goddess riding my hand,” Rian rasped, his eyes glued on her face, tracking every expression as he drew small circles over her clit. If he’d thought she was gorgeous before, a flushed and naked Aditi writhing in his bed was the stuff of erotic dreams. “Come for me. I want to feel you like this, falling apart on my fingers.”
Her breath stuck in her lungs, every sound in the world reduced to a single ringing pitch. Her blood rushed down to exactly where Rian pleasured her, every intentional swipe and thrust designed to make her want more. He slithered down, placing open-mouthed kisses across her shoulders and leaving a trail of love bites that would be evidence of the path he followed.
He curled his finger in, touching a spot within her that made her scream his name, setting off a detonation which left her quivering. “Oh my. . .you’re. . . that was. . .” She gave up, breathing hard. He kissed his way down her chest and lower, to where her waist chain lay glistening against her brown body.
Assuming it was in his way, she reached for the lock, trying to unhook it when he nudged her hand away.
“Leave it on.”
“But. . .”
Her protest died when he thrust his tongue into her navel, running the tip of it along the jewellery, slowly flicking lower before changing direction.
“You’re driving me mad,” she complained, needing him to fill her, to cover her body with his, to soothe this craving within her. “Come up here and do what you promised to do to me in the back seat of your car!”
The damn man laughed at her desperation, continuing to press kisses and nibbles on her skin, before finally dipping down to taste her pussy until she was squirming against his mouth.
“I think I’m obsessed with this thing,” he told her, hooking one finger into her waist chain. “I’m going to buy you one of every kind.” He kissed the inside of her thigh before licking her swollen clit. “And you’ll wear it for me when I fuck you. Only for me.”
When she didn’t reply, he nipped her where she was sensitive, making her yelp her agreement.
“Good girl,” he said, causing her to shiver furiously at what those two simple words did for her. Just when she thought he’d tongue her again, he rolled to the side, searching for something within his drawer. He pulled a square packet out, ripping the edge of it with his teeth while simultaneously undressing himself.
“Aditi, before we go further, we need one thing sorted.”
“Hmm?” The haze in her eyes cleared at his seriousness. She drew a pillow across her body and hugged it. “I’m clear. Haven’t been with anyone in about two years. And I have an IUD.”
“Okay, two things sorted,” Rian corrected with a soft smile, sheathing himself with the condom regardless. “This is not a situationship,” he declared, settling between her thighs and rippingthe pillow away like it was offending him by covering her from his gaze. “It’s a relationship. As real as it gets. Understood?”
The world around her faded as she observed him reiterate a commitment she’d never expected. She would have slept with him without the promise of a relationship. She’d offered him her body, and he’d turned around and offered her his life.
The realisation trickled through her slowly, like a creeper growing and searching for its anchor, and the thought rooted itself into her heart.
How was she to ever deny him anything? She thought, her fingers tracing his chest, drawing up slowly to cup his jaw.
“Yes, Chef.” She lifted her neck to brush a kiss across his lips, making him growl in approval.
“Fuck, I love hearing you say that. Say it again,” he ordered, stroking her slit a few times, coating his crown with her arousal before positioning himself at her core.
“Yes, Chef,” Aditi teased, licking her lips when his eyes darkened.
“You’re going to use that all the time to drive me crazy, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Chef.” She smiled coyly, her mouth falling open in a gasp at the feel of his cock nudging her entrance.
“Just so you know,” he said, leaning down to rest his weight on his forearms, “I’m clear, too. There hasn’t been anyone in over a year.”
Rian pushed in, and her expression of surprise transformed into a shocked cry. Her fingers dug into his waist as she held on.
“There will be no one except you,” he husked, kissing her earnestly as he pulled back a little before advancing again. Aditi hissed at the burn of stretching around his girth, the sensation of having him within her equal parts pain and pleasure. It was like someone was branding her with silk and steel from the inside, the heat of which was unbearable and inescapable. He stopped eventually, and she let out a breath. She felt full, but not uncomfortablyso.