This has ONLY erotic content so if you are underage or don't like reading about it too much - skip it. 

While there's no actual sex involved... yet. The scenes are descriptive. You have been warned.

And if you are a naughty horny g, here you go! ;)

Chapter 29. Are you insane! That was a designer dress!

Aisha

Life's been tragic lately.

Crazy stalker

Family drama

Media attention

Ex's appearance

Nimit's dark past

My mother's unknown killer

All of it has effectively summed up my yearning for a release, hopefully, a sexual one.

And the second Nimit's lips touch mine, I know I am a goner. There's no turning back now.

I don't care if there's a damn cyclone in the country or the entire army comes knocking down this door. I am getting my Vitamin D and I am getting it hard and long!

Nimit shares the exact same thoughts because his kiss is fiercer than ever, his grip is tight around my neck, holding my hand in place as he deepens the kiss. His hand fists my hair and tugs, forcing my back to arch while his tongue plunders my mouth in a possessive way. I gasp into his mouth, sparks shooting inside my body.

His tongue rolls with mine and he bites my lower lip, pulling it between his teeth. "Fuck, I have thought of this so many times."

My knees hit the edge of the bed and I barely had time to register the bedroom layout through the sexual haze but from what I can see, I note that it's a lot more modern than the living room. There's even a TV attached and some tech savvy gadgets on the side table.

Not that I care about any of it, my entire focus is on Nimit and his exceedingly talented tongue.

My heart is pounding faster than a bullet train, maybe it is because I am finally going to have sex with Nimit or maybe it is because of the intense heat in his eyes as he is looking at me. It feels like he wants to devour me whole – and I am not going to complain. Hot flames dance through every fibre in me. Blood pounding in my ears, electricity shifting in my veins. Every other thought has disappeared – all that is left is him. And that's exactly what I need.

He is what I need.

"You are overthinking." Nimit notes mildly, his hands slowly unzipping my dress.

I smile at him, pecking his lips. "Not anymore."

Nimit dazzles me with one of his rare charming smiles and my heart soars – it should be a crime to have such a beautiful smile – it could cause women to drop their panties, leading to public indecency.

I move my fingers over his beard and messy hair, tugging the strands. I notice the lack of perfume and bath soap. "When was the last time you had a bath?"

"Today," Nimit grunts out. "I am not a pig, Aisha."

I smirk at that. "You smell like one."

Nimit's eyes twitch with amusement and he rips the dress off, the lower zipper tearing at the seams. I gasp at his awfully pleased smile. I smack his arm, narrowing my eyes. "Are you insane! That was a designer dress!"

"I'll buy you another one." He pulls down the sleeves and I don't care about explaining how he can't buy the dress because it was from a limited collection and isn't available in stores or online.

Eh, I didn't like the dress anyway. At least it can see some real action now.

I shimmy as the dress falls around my ankles, leaving me in nothing but a matching black lace bra and panty.

His visibly gulps and I can see the bulge in his pants, painfully straining against its constraint. "You are fucking stunning!" I blush at his words, my skin prickling under his hungry gaze.

My breath hitches when he trails his fingers down my neck and over my shoulder. His hand dips lower, closer to the curve of my breast. My chest heaves. My head spins. "I wonder what I should do first. Make you get on your feet and beg you to suck my cock or throw you on the bed and eat you until my tongue is coloured in your taste."

Oh my! My nipples tighten into firm beads, and I find it difficult to speak.

He's barely touched me and I am already close to losing it. He grazes his thumb over my breast, and I moan. I moan - from a brief touch that barely lasted two seconds and was over a cloth – I moan! My cheek burn red with mild embarrassment and his pupils dilate to show the accelerating fire in it.

"Fuck you are responsive." He groans and bends, grazing his teeth over my nipples through the thin lace of my bra. I throw my head back, my lips parting to inhale harsh breaths of air. "And you are a tease!"

He bites a nipple, tugging the hardened peak between his teeth and my fingers thread into his hair, my thighs pressing together. "Is that all you can do?" I mock him breathlessly and his eyes shine with challenge.

And I know I shouldn't have said that because I have a feeling that I am the one who's going to face the consequences.

"Is this all?" Nimit hums, unhooking my bra in one shot. He drags it teasingly slow over my arms, dropping them at my feet. "How about I make you come, twice?"

I want to scoff at that, twice? Even vibrators aren't that good these days. "Sure." I mock mildly, taking a step back to lie on the bed but Nimit tugs me closer, making me fall over his chest. His eyes glinting with wild ferocity. "You'll be standing, Aisha. I want you to feel weak in your knees, I want you to stumble from brazen intensity, I want you to feel powerless from desire, I want you to know how I feel every time you are around me."

My eyebrows shoot up. "Standing?" I squeak out, wanting to protest but loving the dare.

"Yes." Nimit doesn't even care to remove my panties, he simply shifts the flimsy lace material to the side, finding the sweet spot between my legs. The second his fingers touch me, I gasp, closing my eyes and holding onto his shoulder for support.

This is going to be a rough and explosive ride!

I am already weak in the knees but I am not going to let him know that.

He can see how soaked I am for him, my thighs slick with my juices. Nimit's eyes close briefly and when they open, there's no uncertainty in them, pure unadulterated lust and I love it. His mouth whispers over my earlobe, making a shudder run down my spine. "I can't wait for you to come on my fingers, twice."

A finger enters me and I moan at the delicious intrusion, my feet spreading to give me more space. His erection is pressed against my leg, thick and hard as a steel pipe, but when I reached for it, he slaps my hand away. "If you touch me now, I might not last. And I have a point to prove."

Another finger joins and soon he's pumping in and out. I am throbbing now, so turned on that I can hardly see straight. Nimit kisses my jaw and chin, slowly moving down to my breast while he continues to slide in and out of my slippery folds. I grip his hair, tugging so hard that I am sure it must hurt him but there's not even a wince from his end. He sucks on my peaked nipple, his thumb rolling my sensitive clit and my stomach clenches. "Fuck, Nimit! I-"

I don't want to admit how close I am to having an orgasm.

He lifts his head from my chest and watches me with smouldering eyes. "You are going to come, aren't you?" he murmurs, his muscles taut as he finger fucks me harder. His knuckles deep inside me and the random gasps and curse words out of my mouth were a drumming void to my ears. I can hear the slick sounds of his fingers sliding in and out of my drenched core and I never once thought that the slippery sound could intensify my arousal. I ride his hand shamelessly, my eyes dropping close, my nails digging into his shoulders, sure to leave a few marks.

"See how wet you are, Aisha, so tight, so responsive. You are made for me." Nimit locks around my areola. "You like to rebel, don't you? Never following orders, always a pain in my ass!" Nimit's voice is gruff, his actions even gruffer. His thumb rolls my clit in circles and his lips move upwards to graze over my parted wet lips. "Nothing to say now, huh?"

I manage to mumble a few incoherent words but my brains cells have fizzled out. I can barely see straight, forget about thinking straight.

"I am going to fuck you after this, once won't be enough, so maybe thrice?" He mutters casually like he's talking about the weather and how many hours the day has.

"Thrice?" I whisper breathlessly, my insides clenching tighter and tighter around his fingers. "Are you insane? I – I can't- even this is... I- Fuck, yes, yes!"

He grins victoriously, the bold bastard! "You can and you will. For me."

Everything constricts in my core, the tension building as he massages my clit. "Come for me, Aisha. Now!" And I do, hard and fast with a loud pleading cry. "Fuck! Yess!" My knuckles are white on his shoulder as my hips pump onto his hand, no longer feeling an iota of shame or shyness.

"Eyes open!" He demands possessively. "I want to see you when you come for me on my fingers, Aisha." My gaze flutters open with much difficulty and I lock eyes with his, I see the fierce masculine triumph in his eyes which vindicates how much he owns me, my heart, my soul and every fucking orgasm. My body trembles and my feet stagger, I can no longer stand on my quivering legs. Nimit holds me tight, letting the fervent waves slow down.

Just as the fog in my mind is getting cleared, his fingers start the torture again and I take a futile step back. "No, no, Nimit, fuck, no. I can't!"

"You can and you will." He insists aggressively, leaving no scope for an argument.

"Are you insane?" I hiss out, I am too swollen, too sensitive.

"For you? Undeniably!" He smiles, the affection so clear in his eyes that it actually immobilises me for a second. Until his thumb grazes my clit, fluttering over it and the hunger starts to build again.

This is far more intense than the first time and I can feel the surge in every part of my body. He knows what he's doing and I don't want to think how many times he practiced to be so perfect in it. His mouth sucks on the other nipple and he fingers me faster and harder, promising me another mind-blowing, explosive orgasm. I press my lips together to fight back a scream.

It happens so fast, so sudden. My body shakes, freezes and then with a loud gasp, I come again. My legs quake violently and every muscle tightens around his long thick fingers. His triumphant growl vibrates through me as I sag into his arms, a boneless, breathless heap of starry eyed pleasure.

He kisses my mouth with surprise gentleness, wiping the light sheen of sweat across my forehead. After a few minutes I lift my head to see him smirking in arrogant glory. "I told you I could make you come... twice."

I roll my eyes, fighting back a smile. My body feels jelly and this is certainly the best orgasm of my life... yet. "Shut up, Nimit! I don't think I can walk anymore."

"Good thing you just have to lie on your back and your hands and knees for this next part."

He pushes me on the bed and pounces on me. "Get me naked, sweetheart."

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Yes, next chapter will also contain sexual scenes.

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