Page 51 of That Same Old Love

Samrat was slowly realizing that he wasn’t dreaming. He recalled going to Mahi’ brother’s house that evening before returning to their vacation house. He also remembered her anguish when she talked about her unsupportive parents, and then him turning her down later when she wanted to begin their deal.

This is not a dream.

That thought woke him up completely and he stared at her in slight shock.

She was still wearing the red and black lingerie that looked provocative in spite of covering most of her body. But more than her attire or her body, it was the expression she had on her face that was the most provocative. She had a wicked smile that held endless promises.

“Mahi, I’ve already told you that you are not ready tonight and I don’t want to take advantage of you,” he said sternly.

He was about to sit up and reach for her, but his hands got pulled back. Turning his head sharply, he saw that his hands were handcuffed to the bed posts on both the sides. He snapped his head back to her.

“Why am I handcuffed to the bed?” he demanded and then grimaced.

They were hot fluffy pink in color.

She smiled seductively and leaned towards him. “Excuse me for the color. The black ones didn’t have enough cushioning. Anyway, I’ve decided that tonight I’m finally having you like we planned. I’ve been craving you for way too long and you’ve been finding excuses to turn me down. There are no more excuses. You’ll be under my control tonight. To do what I want with you. How does that sound, Mr. Control Freak?” she whispered tauntingly.

His eyes and nose flared at her remark. “You are playing a dangerous game Mahi. You are in way over your head and have no idea what I want to do to you right now. If you did, you would—” he broke off with a groan as she leaned forward and bit him on his chin.

“Promises. Promises. You keep saying that, but you never did follow through the threat. I’m looking forward to it. But not right now… because tonight, I’m in charge,” she whispered in his ear and stroked him through his boxers.

His hips bucked and he groaned.

“Sounds like you like it,” she said sultrily.

“Mahi,” he rasped. “Free my hands.”

“Why? You don’t like it?” She pouted slightly. “How about this?” She pulled down his sleeping shorts and stroked him over the boxers.

He didn’t say anything and his breathing turned harsh as he kept staring at her.

She leaned towards him again.

“You had your chance earlier this night and you blew it. Now it’s my turn,” she whispered and bit his earlobe with enough pressure to cause a slight sting.

Her bite caused a tremor that shot straight to his already painful arousal.

“Release me,” he repeated roughly, finally finding his voice as he tried to steady his breathing.

“Shh… ” she said and held his face to kiss him lightly on his lips. And then she bit lightly into his bottom lip and held it between her teeth. Tugging it out slightly, she raised her eyes to look at him with a small smile.

Samrat didn’t return her smile. He was still watching her intensely. With a ton of heat and a little bit of anger.

Mahi slowly released his lip, shivering a little at his look.

Samrat was in handcuffs and she held the upper hand. But still, he looked like a wild predator who was allowing his prey to have some fun… until it was meal time.

Shaking her head slightly at the fanciful thoughts, she moved lower. She swirled her tongue on his nipples, and then bit them, and then licked them, before continuing her way down similarly, biting and licking down his torso, until she reached her destination.

His arms and shoulders were tensed against the restraints, and he groaned while clenching his fists in both anticipation and annoyance.

“I want to touch you too. Release me right now!” he ordered roughly as she dragged down his boxers.

But she didn’t reply or couldn’t reply. She simply stared at what she just revealed.

Samrat felt raw and exposed as Mahi stared at his arousal with a hungry concentration.

“Mahi, release me. Now,” he repeated roughly, breaking her trance. His eyes flared as they glared at her, having a tough time torn between pride, common sense and intense lust.

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