Page 231 of The Redemption
I want Raghav.And I’m ready to make this night memorable for us. So despite the little nervousness over what’s about to come, I give him a nod.
Raghav kisses me again, and my fingers slide into his hair as I kiss him back. His fingers find the clasp of my bra and unfasten it, baring my breasts to him. A low groan escapes him before he lowers his mouth to them, suckling each one with slow, unhurried devotion. I instinctively hold him there, wanting more, needing more, while he licks, nips, and kisses every inch of them until I’m arching helplessly beneath him.
During our previous encounters, I’d caught his gaze drifting towards my cleavage more than once, enough to tell me where his weakness lay.The man is completely obsessed.The way he’s lavishing them with attention now, with both his hands and his mouth, has my head spinning. And every time I think he’s finally done tormenting me, he proves me wrong. Just when I begin to recover, he brushes a warm breath over my sensitive skin before swirling his tongue over them again, leaving me even more undone than before.
Then he moves lower, leaving a trail of butterfly kisses across my stomach until he reaches my navel. If I’d known his mouth on my skin could feel this intoxicating, I might have been better prepared for it. His fingers brush over the sensitive skin just above my already damp panties while his lips continue raining kisses over my lower abdomen.
His kisses alone could keep me addicted for a lifetime. But when he slowly grazes his knuckles over my panties, a fresh wave of goosebumps erupts across my skin. I reach for his biceps again. He pauses, lifts his head, and presses a soft kiss against my palm.
I’m still struggling to breathe as I look down at him, knowing exactly what’s coming next. His eyes darken before he moves further down the bed and kneels at its edge. My breathing quickens as his fingers hook beneath the waistband of my panties and slowly slide them down my legs.
This is f*cking intimate.
Despite feeling shy, I can’t look away. My eyes remain fixed on him, and his never leave mine. Not even when he brings the delicate piece of silk to his face and inhales my scent.
F*ck!This isn’t supposed to feel so hot.
My entire body burns with desire as I watch him before he finally tosses the tiny scrap of fabric aside. I remember the first time we made out in Mumbai, when I’d worn the saree. He hadn’t been this patient then. He hadn’t given me the chance to feel what every touch of his was doing to my body.
But tonight… my body is on fire.
I close my eyes as he blows a warm breath over my already sensitive flesh before lowering his mouth on me. I never knew the sensation of his mouththerecould feel like this, or that the friction of his stubble against the inside of my thighs could drive me this wild. My fingers tighten around the sheets to steady myself, wanting some relief from this relentless pleasure that Raghav is giving me with his mouth.
Just when I begin to finally adjust to the overwhelming sensations, he slides a finger inside me. A moan escapes my lips as Raghav continues to work me with his fingers and mouth, leaving me breathless. Every nerve ending in my body trembles with need and is aching for more. The combination of his touch, his patience, and the way he seems to know exactly how to undo me has my thoughts scattering in every direction. And when his tongue follows the same slow rhythm while his fingers continue moving inside me, I’m already on the brink of falling apart. I shift beneath him, clinging to whatever I can reach, my words turning into a jumbled mess as the pleasure builds higher and higher.
My back arches as his mouth, tongue, and expert fingers wreak havoc on my senses. My eyes roll back, the feeling of fullness already overwhelming me. I tug at his hair, holding him there as my vision begins to blur. I try to squeeze my thighstogether, afraid the way he’s licking me is going to melt me down there forever, but Raghav doesn’t let me move them an inch. He keeps my knees parted and then splays his hand over my stomach, pressing me back against the mattress. I grab his arm, my nails digging into his biceps, hoping it will somehow help mewithstand the unfamiliar sensations he’s bringing out in me.
Raghav knows I’m close. As if what he’s already doing isn’t enough, his hand moves up to cup my breast. With his mouth driving me wild below and his fingers teasing my sensitive peaks above, I finally explode, coming apart against his mouth.
“Raghav….” I call out his name as aftershocks ripple through my body.
The man is merciless when it comes to pleasuring me, and I love every bit of it. Slowly, I come down from my high, my body still trembling and my muscles pleasantly spent, when his soft kisses cover my face, neck, and collarbone. He’s on top on me now, worshipping my upper body all over again while his fingers continue stroking me below.
It’s all too much.
But the man is f*cking insatiable.
Raghav finally pulls back and whispers into my ear. “Is it too much?” he asks, as if reading my expressions, his hand still touching me everywhere. “Tell me if you want me to stop, Siya.”
No.That’s the problem. I don’t want him to stop. The sensations he’s awakening inside my body and the desire he’s stirring within me for more are too intense. And I want him to keep going... for as long as he can.
“Don’t stop…” I purr through the haze, wanting him to continue. But to my surprise, Raghav does the opposite.
He stops.
Pulling back slightly, he settles on his knees above me. I open my eyes and look up at him to know why he suddenly stopped.But the words die somewhere before reaching my lips. The sight before me steals them away completely.
His eyes are dark with desire. His face is flushed. His lips are swollen. And his hair... tells an entirely different story. My fingers had been tugging at those strands all this time, leaving them deliciously dishevelled. Not that it takes away from his appearance. The man reaches a whole new level of hotnesswhen he’s aroused.
RAGHAV
I don’t know how I survived without Siya all these years. Because now that I know what it feels like to have her this close… to be with her heart to heart, skin to skin… I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stop wanting this.
As Siya looks up at me, my gaze drifts over her once again, taking in every beautiful trace I’ve left behind. The evidence of her a*ousal glistening on her inner thighs, the faint red marks over her breasts, and the soft quivering of her lips as if asking for more.
F*ck!There is so much more I want to do to her, with a hundred wild thoughts running through my head right now. But not tonight. I know it’s too much for her to take in all at once. And yet... I can’t stop wanting her.
“You okay?” I finally ask, trying hard to control my desires.
