Page 232 of The Redemption
Siya looks at me, still flushed, and pulls me back down and kisses me.
“Keep going,” she whispers. “Make me yours, RK.”
Yes, I will. Because even I can’t bear to wait any longer.
Pulling away again, I lock my eyes with her. “I want to enter you bare the first time.”
Yes, I do.Ever since the day I first saw her, I’ve wanted this. To feel her skin against mine, to make love to her without any barrier between us. Just the two of us, the way nature intended. But if she doesn’t want that, I’ll totally understand. Siya looks at me as if processing what I’ve just said, and smiles. Then she gives me a subtle nod, silently urging me to continue.
That’s all the consent I need.
Unbuttoning my trousers, I slide them down along with my boxers before positioning myself over her once again. Her eyes widen and immediately drops to my throbbing hard-on, and I watch her pupils dilate as she sees me stroke myself.
When I press the tip of my a*ousal against her folds, Siya arches beneath me, waiting for more. Holding her knees gently apart, I slowly begin to enter her.
She’s so tight.
I’m not even halfway inside when a sharp cry escapes her lips. Siya shudders in pain, her fingers gripping my arms, and I stop immediately.
“Shh…” I gently stroke her hair. “Breathe, Siya.”
She does as I ask. I’m with her, guiding her through every sensation, helping her relax, and not rushing her. When she finally wraps her legs around me and gives me another subtle nod, I bury my face against her neck and push deeper. Between asking her to take deep breaths and easing myself further inside her, we gradually find our rhythm. Siya and I fit together like two pieces of a puzzle. Our thighs slap against one another as I thrust in and out of her, faster, deeper, harder.
She tenses. I continue my pace as Siya comes undone once again. This time it’s so intensethat a cry escapes her lips as she desperately clings to me. The sight of her falling apart pushes me over the edge. My body is rock hard as I empty my own release into her, my hands gripping her hipsas I pump every last drop into my wife.
I collapse against her,burying my face between her breasts while her fingers move soothingly through my hair, both of us slowly coming down from our high together.
“F*ck,” I gasp, lifting my head just enough to brush a kiss across her forehead.
“You okay?” I ask again, needing to be sure, before I slowly pull out of her.
She takes a moment to respond. Though she’s unable to say much, the look on her face tells me she’s fine. I lean down and kiss her forehead again, breathing in her sweet scent.
“I love you, Siya.”
Siya looks at me before slowly lifting herself until our lips meet. “I love you too, Raghav,” she whispers against them.
I’ve been waiting to hear those words from her. And although she’s still lost in her haze, I know she means every bit of it. I kiss her back, possessively this time, wanting the taste of her to stay on my lips every f*cking second.
“I need this version of you every night,” she says a few seconds later, after I roll us onto our sides until we’re lying face-to-face.
“You’ve still seen only one version of me, Princess.” My hand glides higher up her back.
“Really?” Her eyes darken slightly. “And how many versions are there?”
I lean closer, close enough that her breath catches again. “Enough to keep you satisfied for the rest of your life.”
The answer makes her smile, and I would burn down half the world to keep that smile on her face.
“We need to clean up,” she reminds me, and I couldn’t agree more. The bed is a mess. So are we.
I climb off the bed first, and before she can hide herself from me or even think about putting her feet on the floor, I bend down and gather her in my arms.
“What… what are you…?”
“Let me take care of you,” I hush her and carry her straight to the bathroom.
I help her clean up first, making sure she’s comfortable enough to walk on her own and change the bedsheet before settling her down on the fresh bedsheet. Siya doesn’t say a word during all of this. She simply watches me, enjoying the pampering and love I’m showering on her.
