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As soon as Sanyukta's hands touched his chest, Randhir's eyes flew open. Her sweet soft touch against his hard muscles awakened every cell in his body ... He was already aroused... but having her sitting on him so intimately, with her bare hands on him... drove him on edge.
Her hands started up his neck with the feel of his palpating veins and slid down his chest, stopping at the protruding muscle adorning his stomach. Her fingers trailed in the defined fissures dividing his abdomen...exploring him. She stopped at his naval as she felt Randhir tense under her.
He closed his eyes again.
Seeing the effect she had on him, and... well, feeling it between her legs, gave her the courage she needed to continue. Gently, she went back up, stroking... caressing his skin on her way... reproducing the movements on his chest, upper chest and arms... taking pride in being able to get such an ardent reaction from him.
"Feels good" she heard his husky voice.
"Of course it does... it's me we are talking about!" she replied back. It's not like she was going to tell him that she had spent 2 hours on youtube watching tutorials "How to give a massage" while practicing on a doll...Mortifying !
Seems like the witty Sanyukta was back !
"You are weird" said Randhir chuckling.
"Says who..." she retorted, rolling her eyes at him.
Silence.
"You like sitting on me, don't you ?" Randhir playfully asked her.
"...It's rather comfy I have to admit... But I've seen better..." she said. Realizing how her words could be interpreted, taking into account what she was sitting on, she quickly added "I mean better as in... as in couch... obviously" adverting her eyes from his.
Ranhdir chuckled at her uneasiness.
"...Ah ! ...You are a hard lady to please Miss Falcon" he said smiling.
"On the contrary, Mr.Gangster, it is you who's not giving enough..." replied Sanyukta eyes setting back on his, referring to his lack of communication.
Randhir smirked.
"Mind your words darling, you are basically asking for it..." his trailed off.
"Asking for what ?" inquired a clueless Sanyukta massaging him... her hands slowing down when she reached his lower abdomen.
The conversation had suddenly taken an unexpected turn... She wasnt sûre anymore whether they were dicussing about the same thing or not...
Randhir went still for a second or two...his control was about to flip. He slowly put his hands on top her Sanyukta's and jerked her toward him catching her off guard.
She was now half straddling, half lying on top of him with both their hands trapped between them, pressed against his chest.
"...You know what ?..." he lowly and tentatively asked her.
"What ?..." whispered back Sanyukta, hypnotized by his eyes and husky voice.
"F**k the massage !!! " he told her in one go and flipped them, successfully caging Sanyukta under him. He intertwined their fingers together and pinned her hands on the mattress.
Sanyukta eyes widened at the sudden action but before she had time to react, Randhir attacked her lips, hungrily kissing her. His hunger for her was strong and hard to control... limitless... He pressed his body on hers... in a need to feel every inch of her delicious body against his... His lips on her soft petals...their hands joined ...her softness pressed against his hard chest... her flat stomach rubbing against his carved abdomen... his hard member nested on her core... His powerful thigh caging her soft ones... hell !
It could have been heaven... But the burning desire in them was hell !
The hungry kiss lasted till they both fell out of breath, ultimately parting away. They were both panting heavily... lips millimetres away from one another.
Randhir lifted up his eyes toward Sanyukta's.
"Self control isn't your thing han...?" Sanyukta broke the silence, a light smile on her lips.
Randhir smirked at her "You know me well Miss Falcon"
"On the other hand, yours is commendable" he added almost butterly. As if angry that she was not as affected as him.
Sanyukta scoffed at him. "That's only because you don't know what goes inside of my mind..." she traile off.
...If only men knew what went inside of a woman's mind sometimes...What ? Not only men thought dirty... as a matter of fact, women did as often as men. They were just smart enough not to brag about it, thus making it les obvious.
Randhir's eyebrow raised at her words, a smirk still present.
"Is that so ?...hmmm... and what exactly ...is going on in that pretty head of yours then ?" her words made him curious.
"Why don't you find out for yourself..." Sanyukta smirked back, feeling playful.
"An open invitation han ?... " Randhir said closing the little distance between them.
Once again he captured her lips... more gently this time... Her lips were soft and welcoming... They parted easily at the sweep of his tongue... She tasted so good...
His hand cupped the soft curve of her neck. Unlike before they were slower, steadier this time. Soft lips, hot mouth, ragged breath...her tongue entwined with his with ease, as if they'd been kissing this way all their lives.
"Mmm," Sanyukta moaned against his mouth, she was losing her strands of control.
"I love how the ferocious tigress in you completely melts in my arms" his lips brushed over hers, testing her patience.
Sanyukta didn't reply... Thought deep down she knew he had this power on her.
"Do I make you nervous ?" he asked her, his words so low and husky they were more a vibration against her lips than an actual sound. His tongue tracing her bottom lip.
"Does my touch makes you nervous ?" he added gliding his fingers down her neck, to her upper chest.
As a proof to his word, Sanyukta breath hitched and her bosom started heaving under the anticipation.
Randhir slid his lips along her jaw, placing tiny kisses on her chin, then following the curve of her throat. She arched her neck, shifting her head to the side, giving him more space to caress.
Randhir chuckled "My kitten is eager... patience kitten... Patience"
The devil was enjoying teasing her... thought Sanyukta annoyed.
"Be carefull Mr.Gangster... the kitten has claws" she informed him, clawing his chest with her index nail as her eyes bored into his seductively, challenging him openly.
"Tsk tsk tsk... kitten... threatening a gangster can be dangerous" he replied, pinning her wrists in his single hand grip above her head, taking her by surprise... restraining her movements.
It was time to show her.
Randhir always figured people could take him or leave him, he didn't care either way. People's opinion has never been of his concerns. Whether he pleased or not he didnt care, as far as this job was done. But right now, for the first time, he was desperate to make an impression. He wanted her to feel the same raging, desperate passion that was pounding through him. He wanted to show her.
His mouth went to suck her neck as his free hand explored her body... he took his time fondling each crest and trough of hers... the linen from her nightie did no help either, it just sparked at the place he rubbed her from static shocks.
"Hmmm" a frustrated moan escaped a wriggling Sanyuka as Randhir deliberately avoided her chest area, prolonging her torture.
"Like it darling?" asked Randhir wickedly caressing her upper chest. His mouth followed his hands. He started sucking the upper part of her chest... enjoying every taste of her delectable skin.
Lying a light kiss above her left breast, he lifted his head up. His hand went back up to her neck...he caught hold of the necklace around her neck that had grabbed his attention... shinny, black against her white creamy skin... alluring.
She trembled as he drove the hook apart and held the trail in his hands.
"What... what are you doing" She was pretty sure stealing her necklace was not in the script...
"Shhh baby" he silenced her.
"Beautiful..."Â he spoke huskily... bellowing his hand towards her bare legs. He laid the beads of the necklace over one bare thigh, then dragged them slowly over her skin ... then over the other thigh... teasing her all the way.
She gasped and twitched hard in his hold at the sweet torture... Like a snake sliding on her body... firing up her desires.
"I love how you lose control under me kitten" he chuckled darkly.
Sanyukta tried to stay still, she tried not to give him the satisfaction of seeing the effect of his torture on her... but it was mission impossible.
"How still can you stay hmmm?" he asked, drawing the beads along her thighs again.
"Can't," she huffed out.
"Can !" he sternly ordered.
Then he bent his head and kissed the side of her bodice near him over the fabric... before slowly moving downward. He kept his palm flat on the top of her thigh, rolling the beads along one of them as his mouth showered a few kisses all the way down... on her breast, on her stomach, on her bare thigh.
Goosebumps appeared on her skin.
The excitement pounded through Randhir with the power he had upon her. It ripped his control and shredded his intentions...It simply took over.
His tougue met her inner thigh as he sensuously licked it. He watched her eyes widen, then darken almost fiercely as he pushed the beads along the slick crease between her legs.
"Wider," he murmured, as she fought the urge to press her legs together.
Randhir slid the beads slowly up her inner thigh, following the damp path his tongue had just taken. He just knew that she was there...Close enough for him to skim his hands over her side...to reveal in the smooth silk of her skin as his knuckles brushed along the inside of her arm... He reached her waist, curving his palm over her hip for one second, then slid his hand back up. He stopped just above her breast, his hand along her side and his thumb curving under the full temptation.
Randhir intentionally drew the bead over her fabricated peaks, rolling them over, earning her throaty groans. He ran his tongue along her collarbone, before burying his face in the curve of her shoulder. She tasted so damned good. Randhir breathed deep, one hand burrowing into her hair to keep her from moving. She smelled even better.
She moaned as the necklace travelled down her valley litting the trail in fire, her body suddenly felt hypersensitive to his touch. Biting her lip hard she tried suppressing her desperate moan.
"Let it go baby! I want to hear you moan" he whispered near her left ear, observing her keenly. His finger pressurized with his words at her peak, her erect peak.
"Moan for me baby" he nibbled her lobe, levitating his torture. He kept looking at her, her eyes fastened tight, her breaths racing, her body heaving with the pressure built inside of her.
"Open your eyes baby, I want you to look at me" he ordered her.
She groaned in anticipation... she opened her eyes... just enough to see him pulling in... taking her lips into his again, sucking away her further scream. Their kiss exploded. Hot and wild. Tongues battled, his hands raced over her whole body. She was so soft, but so firm.
With that in mind, he let loose the rigid control he had over her writs, he let loose the control on him... ...over his desire... Over his mind. He just let it all go.
He wildly kissed her and his hands went everywhere on her body... completely possessing her.
"Can't have enough of you darling..."
Sanyukta, who was now free, immediatly took it as her chance to turn the tables. He had teased her enough already ! It was now her time to have some fun ! She forcefully pushed him away from her and sat on him, straddling him.
"What the hell ?!!!" Randhir almost yelled, surprise by the sudden movement.
"Shhh Mr.Gangster" she silenced him, a finger on his lips.
"You had your time... it is now my turn to have some fun"
Randhir looked at her for a moment and relaxed, amused at her antics "Is that so..."
She took his hands and placed them on her hips. "Your hands stay there, understood ?" she commanded him.
"And if I don't want to ?" Randhir challenged her.
"Mr gangster, you know better than to challenge me..." she threw back his words at him. "Who knows what twisted plan can cook up in my mind..." she trailed off sadistically... because it was of common knowledge that there was monsters under beds on one side and Sanyukta's twisted plan on the other !
They both stared at each other for a moment. Before Randhir broke into a smirk.
"Fine...Besides the view is not bad from here" he added mischievously, sensually caressing her hips.
Sanyukta smirked at his surrender, she bent on him, biting on his lower lip lingering it between her teeth. She then braced her palms and climbed atop of him, she snuggled over his torso, touching her lips over his Adam's apple. She intentionally pressed herself upon him taking care of his arm. Randhir closed his eyes, trying not to lose his strands of control before her... Still a low growl escaped him.
Sanyukta smirked triumphal "You know what IÂ love ?" she asked mimicking his words... I love how the dangerous gangster is reduced to such an obedient man under my touch..." she told him seductively.
"Careful with your words kitten..." Randhir didn't respond to her insulting words...waiting to see what she'd do next.
She suddenly moved back, Randhir's eyes opened involuntarily on loss of touch, she held a silken black scarf in her hands.
There he laid under her in his jeans while she sat upon his stomach with her legs on either side of him with silk scarf in her hand, the idea just paved way for her way to kill! Before he could question she silenced him with her lips and next moment the scarf was tied upon his vision.
The view is not bad from there he said ? She laughed sadistically.
"Sanyukta!" his high and dry husky whisper went into thin air as Randhir felt her slender fingers travelling his upon his chest. Her finger moved up to his apple teasing it, she could feel him growing harder beneath her... if it could get any harder...She lined a good amount of open mouth kisses starting from his belt-buckle upto his lips, joining them but just joining. He groaned when she didn't let him kiss, but just brushed her lips seductively over his. The lack of visibility had only enhanced his other senses, feeling everything brush of her skin harder.
Pushing herself lower from his navel, she grinded her soft spot perfectly over his hardened one. His groan turned into a frustrated one as his finer digging in deeper on her hips... testifying of the strong reaction she got from him.
Randhir's hands tighented around her hips at the mind blowing sensation. He didn't know if he could handle this. He wanted to be inside her now ! His body craved her like an addict craved a fix. It was that desperate need that pulled his brain out of the fog.
They couldn't have sex yet, he knew that...he wanted her sure... but after that what ? He knew she was not like the girl he had been with earlier... he couldn't just hump and dump...No she meant more than that to him... And if they had sex... there was no going back... It would go from pleasure to commitment !!! And he couldn't"wouldn't"go further until he knew what he was committing to... Until he knew what was going to happen after... he knew for a fact that if he got a taste of her today, he wasnever ever going to let her go !
So dry sex could be a good alternative to satiate his hunger for her... for now, he settled.
Slowly... Slowly she started moving on him.
Both of their breath were heavy, Sanyukta couldn't contain her moans anymore.
"Hmmm"
"Yes babe just like that" whispered Randhir in her ear as she was now half lying on him, her hands on his shoulders and her head pressed on his neck.
"Hmmm..."
Waves of pleasure passed through them making Sanyukta jerk back from his neck. Her eyes darted to his dark brown ones. She slowed down her pace, teasing him... oh how she loved the control she had over him...
Then she leaned up and smiled in pure happiness at the look on Randhir's face. What woman didn't want a crazy-hot man going brain-dead with lust over her?
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" he said, the damn pièce of clothe on his eyes was making him feel powerless.
"Of course." Sanyukta feigned surprise. "Aren't you?"
He groaned.
Taking pity on him, she removed the pièce of clothe from this eyes.
Randhir blinked a few times adjusting to the light, he looked suspiciously at her, measuring her wicked moves.
Of course he could take control of this situation any time he wanted to, having the physical advantage.
But he seemed willing to play along, at least for now. Slowly, she then sank down, inch by tantalizing inch, until she felt the hard bulge of his erection touch, then press, against the soft silk between her legs. His breath exploded out. Sanyukta managed to control her reaction, but only barely. He was as hard and as thick as a baseball bat... a very attractive baseball bat !
"Better?" She braced her hands against his hard chest. He grunted pushing his hips up.
"Hmml" Sanyukta moved her hands to his shoulders and leaned forward to look him in the eyes.
"Is it the feel of me against you that is causing you this pain?"
"Sanyukta..." He spoke tightly, eyes roaming her face, landing briefly on her mouth. His hands gripped her harder. His eyes closed; he was fighting for control.
She closed the last inch between them, brushed her mouth across his bottom lip, then back along the top. His lips were soft, responsive, warm. She closed her eyes to concentrate on the smooth skin of his cheeks and chin, delicious contact that shot shivers through her body.
Randhir let her keep leading the pace and their movements.
Gradually, she started to rock back and forth over the herd fabric of his denims, continuing to explore his mouth, without kissing him full-on or deeply. Always hold something back. Randhir inhaled through his teeth, gripped her hips and helped her along.
"Sanyukta." He bent forward and murmured against her throat. "You're making me crazy."
"Nothing new in that" she chuckled.
Randhir smiled at her words... even in this situation she couldn't help her witty toungue.Such a beautiful woman.
Sanyukta had to work harder and harder to appear calm. Her breath caught in little gasps and her thighs began to tremble. Her orgasm came on slowly, gaining intensity. She gasped openly now " hmmm..." ...caught up in the intense pleasure, no longer caring if she appeared desperate, rubbing herself back and forth over his erection until her body gathered itself powerfully and she gave in to the rush, suspended in ecstasy that made her bite back a cry, opening her eyes wide.
Randhir let out a curse "F*ck !" and pushed against her once, twice, and then gave a low shout. She watched him coming, his eyes closed, mouth half-open in ecstasy, muscles straining. Then he opened those startlingly ebony brown eyes and they stared at each other in awe for several seconds, breathing hard.
Just as she was mortified to find herself about to giggle, he started laughing, too, and the atmosphere became as relaxed and innocently giddy as it had been intensely sexual seconds before.
"Look what you did to me." He gestured down at his stained denims. " It's embarrassing." he said closing his eyes.
...Tired by the mind-blowing experience they just went through, both fell into a peacefull sleep... Randhir securied Sanyukta on top of him with his arm on her waist... as a promise to never let go.