“Where are you staying?” Shanaya asked.
“Not decided yet, I arrived in Mumbai this morning only and directly headed to the venue, so haven’t thought about it” Aryan sighed.
“Why don’t you stay at my place? “ Shanaya whispered.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes”
They got into a cab. Shanaya leaned on Aryan’s shoulder and closed her eyes. She was feeling complete after a very long time. Both of them were silent, no one uttered a word. They were listening to each other breathing and feeling each other's heartbeat. Shanaya lifted her head to utter something and Aryan stopped her by putting his finger on her lips. He was looking in her eyes, her eyes filled with need, filled with love and filled with warmth. He could read every expression, every shade of her face which was changing every second. They were so close at the moment that they could feel each other's warmth. With each passing second they were getting closer. Suddenly the driver hit the brakes and they both started laughing. Shanaya again leaned on his shoulder, silently but this time mischievously. Every now and then she was planting kisses on his neck to which he couldn’t do anything more than blushing. He warned her to stop but she was now enjoying her little play. They reached the destination, Aryan paid the driver and they both entered the compound.
Shanaya was smiling like a fool. As they entered the elevator, Aryan decided to take his revenge. There were other people in the elevator too and Shanaya was blushing. She felt tickling when Aryan grabbed her bare waist and started to stroke it. All that she could feel was shivers running through her body, but the problem was she couldn’t react. As the elevator opened, Shanaya rushed out of the door, Aryan followed her. They both were laughing so much that everyone stared. Shanay unlocked the door and they both entered the apartment.
Before she could know it, she was pinned on the door, Aryan looking at her with a playful smile on his face and longing in his eyes. She lowered her face, he lifted it with his fingers and planted a kiss on her forehead. She tried to free herself by giving him a half hearted push, even though she didn’t want him to let her free. Aryan read that in her eyes, he leaned and engulfed her lips into his and her body in his arms. It seemed as if they had met after an era and were waiting for each other forever. He lifted her in his arms and without stopping kissing her, he took her to her bedroom. He put her on the bed, and left her.
Shanaya was breathing heavily and she couldn’t bear the distance between her and Aryan. This time she hugged him tightly, whispered in his ears, “I am yours”. She started to plant a kiss one at a time, on his neck, his shoulders, his ears, teasing him with her tongue. Aryan’s breathing hitched with every kiss and she could feel the magic she was doing to him. She stopped, looked at him and tempted him with the tiny trails of kisses while unbuttoning his shirt. And then she decided to stop. With burning desires and aroused longings, she was enjoying the effect she could have on him. With each touch, Aryan’s eyes grew more intense and hungry. He held her by her arms, pulled the end of the saree and she was in front of him. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, slowly he inched towards her, grabbed her from her waist and this time kissed her more furiously and passionately. He slowly removed the blouse and trailed down kissing every inch of her skin. As he nibbled around her neck a soft moan escaped her mouth.
Shanaya was on the ninth cloud. She could feel the burning sensation all over her body. Her body had betrayed her, she was wet and aching for more while Aryan was enjoying playing with her. He knew that Shanaya wants more, she is begging for more. His hands were exploring her body, each inch responding to his touch. He kept on teasing her, nibbling her nipples without any direct contact and tracking the line of his movement with his tongue. He unhooked her bra and freed her breasts, fondling them, making her moan with each touch, making her crave for more.
Shanaya was breathless till now, she got on top of him trailing kisses slowly enough to make him restless, she unbuttoned his pants, sliding her hands in and stroking him gently. Aryan groaned and couldn’t help the shivers travelling through his spines. She suddenly stopped but this time Aryan couldn’t let it go. He pinned her down on the bed, taking off the last piece of clothing on her, ripping it apart, with his fingers he started digging for pleasure hidden deep inside her while his tongues were playing with her nipples. Shanya couldn’t hold herself for long and she let it all go with a soft moan. Every inch of her body was craving for more, every inch of her body was begging for more. Aryan knew how to keep her on edge, he bites her ear, making her restless, sucking slowly on her neck moving down, one hand fondling her one breast and his tongues licking and playing with the other. She was trying hard to contain her moans, and kissing his way down, stroking her inner thighs and clasping her folds. A moan escaped her mouth and her fingers were in his hair, pulling them. With his tongue doing wonders to her and his fingers keeping her on edge, she was pulling the sheets and moaning. Her moans were acting as a catalyst for him, he was ready now, to get in her, to feel every inch of her.
As he buried himself in her, she moaned. He tried to muffle her with a kiss. With each thrust, she was losing a bit of her and he was losing a bit of him. As he came close on edge, he sped up. Pleasure shots started building inside her and they both gave up together.
He kissed her and laid beside her.
“How are you feeling?” Shanaya sighed
“Spent and finished, You?”
“Spent and finished”, she replied with a smile.
