Page 134 of One Hellish Desire

“I have a plan. I just need to sort a few things first.”

She’s happy that I’m taking the right action. The next instant, Maahi pulls me closer and covers my lips with hers. There’s nothing urgent in that kiss. It’s like we’re communicating our fears and pains through it, and it’s blissful. I can’t help but smile into the kiss. Who smiles into a kiss? Me. Maahi threads her fingers through my hair, showing her interest in me for the first time. I finally feel like Maahi is really mine—body, mind, heart, and soul. Our kiss goes on forever until I pull away and cup her jaw.

“I feel like the luckiest husband on the planet right now,” I grin.

She shakes her head and laughs.

“Finally, you’re taking our relationship seriously,” I add, fisting her hair and playing with it.

Her laughter fades into a soft smile, her eyes shimmering with something I can only describe as affection. It feels surreal, having her so close, willingly. She’s intoxicating.

I pull her closer, our bodies aligning perfectly as I kiss her again, this time with a bit more fervor. Her lips part slightly, and I take the invitation, my tongue gently exploring hers. The soft moan that escapes her makes my heart race. My hands begin to wander, sliding down her back, feeling the smooth satin of her nightie glide under my fingertips.

She responds by pressing herself closer to me, her hands roaming over my bare chest, sending shivers down my spine. Rolling her over I straddle her, trailing kisses down her jawline to her neck, feeling her pulse quicken under my lips. She gasps softly, her fingers tightening in my hair, and I can't help but grin against her skin.

“Vikram,” she whispers with a mix of need and hesitation.

Her voice ignites a fire in me. I kiss her deeply, passionately, my hands finding the hem of her nightie. As I slowly lift it, my fingers brush against the smooth skin of her thighs. Maahi shivers but doesn't stop me. Instead, she wraps her arms around my neck instead, pulling me closer.

“I want to taste every bit of you, Maahi,” I say, darting out my tongue to swirl it over her pulse just at the start of her cleavage.

She swallows as I gently nibble her sensitive point at the neck, where her pulse beats.

“But I won’t,” I add, holding my grin and pulling away to look into her eyes.

Maahi opens her haze filled eyes to know why I stopped and I don’t keep her guessing for long.

“Not until I have your consent and you beg for it,” I remind.

She bites her lip, a blush creeping up her cheeks as she recalls this is exactly what I'd promised her when she asked me not to touch her without her permission. Now, all she has to do is ask for it!

“At least give me a glimpse of what I’m getting if I beg?” she teases.

My fingers curl over the neckline of her nightie, which I pull down from over one of her breasts and place an open-mouthed kiss there, followed by nibbling at her swollen breast and leaving a mark. She arches to my touch, knowing very well what she's missing until she begs for it.

“Vikram,” she breathes, her voice trembling with need. I cup her breast giving it a gentle squeeze before withdrawing again.

“Tell me you want this, Maahi,” I demand kissing my way back up to her lips and capturing them in a deep, passionate kiss.

“I want... I want this… Please,” she moans softly, her breath coming in quick gasps, her fingers tangling in my hair, urging me on.

Just one please doesn’t count as begging, but my control slips the moment Maahi utters it.

With one swift motion, I slide the nightie up and over her head, tossing it aside. She’s breathtaking, lying under me in just her sexy bralette and matching underwear, her body flushed with desire. I can’t tear my eyes away, admiring the curves, the softness, everything about her that drives me wild.

I lift her gently, before unhooking the bralette and tossing it away. Her eyes never leave mine, filled with a mixture of trust and anticipation. I kiss her again, my hands exploring her body, every inch of her skin responding to my touch. She arches against me, needing more.

My lips trail down her neck, over her collarbone, and lower.

“Mmm,” I mumble appreciatively as I kiss every inch of her breasts and the rest of her upper body to my heart’s desire.

I can feel her heartbeat quicken, matching the rapid pace of mine as I kiss her soft belly. When I dart my tongue into her belly button and then placing butterfly kisses at the lace of her damp panties, Maahi hisses my name again.

My hands slide down to her hips, and I take a moment to look into her eyes, seeking any sign of hesitation. But all I see is love and desire. I discard the last piece of cloth covering her lower body before feasting over her core and lapping at her delicious juices. Her pouty lips open in a perfect O as I work her harder, sucking and licking every inch of hers that belongs to me, only me.

With her hands on my head and her nails lightly digging in, urging me to go faster, her moans grow louder. As I increase my pace, the sounds of our mingled breaths fill the room. Her body trembles beneath mine, and I know she's close.

“Vik…” she whimpers, instinctively shuffling forward, but I hold her in place.

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