H' & Thirty Two: First Love (Part 5)

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Warning: Sexual content ahead, you are welcome to skip the chapter if you are not interested in reading smut.

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The kiss started to change, from soft and slow to rough and hungry. His one arm held her closer and the other unzipped her jeans. With one clean move, he tugged her thick denim off her waist; it bundled over the ground.

Her hands held his head close, pressing tightly against her lips as she let him undress her.

His grip from her waist shifted; his both hands cupping her bottom and directing her legs to wrap around his waist, and she obliged. He ground her core against his groin, his bulging erection hitting the right spot. They both groaned; their desire for each other maddening them.

"Kanmani...", he grunted while she nibbled his lower lip. He squeezed her plump round ass, his short nails biting into her soft skin.

She moaned, "Xav..."

His left hand moved to her nape, holding her face against his mouth. His tongue started to descend to her jaw and then to her neck. He felt her jugular furiously pulse against the flat of his tongue and smirked, knowing exactly what would rip a scream out of her throat. After giving a few light kisses on that soft skin, he surprised her with a sharp bite and yes, it happened.

"Xavier!", she screamed, her body shuddering so hard that he whipped to the side to lay her flat against the wall. He licked his love bite for a few seconds, duping her with false comfort, and at last bit her harder. She cried out loud, her back arching off the wall and her breast clashing with him. Even with her chocolaty skin, Xavier could see a dark mark developing on her neck and his chest filled with pride to claim her.

"Kanmani, I am going to take you to our bedroom and tear off this dress from your body.", he announced as he started to walk, holding her in his arms as she kissed him, "Then, when you are completely naked, I am going to beg for your forgiveness. Okay, my darling?", one of his hand pulled her hair free from the bun.

"Do whatever you wish.", she whispered huskily, grinding her core to his groin in an attempt to get more pleasure than he allowed her.

Chuckling against her lips, "I thought this was my path to redemption.", he grabbed her hair and angled her face to nibble her jaw, "But this sounds different..."

She lightly slapped his cheek, making him grunt and yank her hair in response to her act of defiance. Holding his chin in his tiny hand she ground out, "No, it's my wish...", she grabbed his shirt and started to unbutton it, her black eyes sucking his soul as she murmured, "I want you to fuck me so hard that it's only Krithika- this Kanmani, your Kanmani, imprinted in your mind for forever... No one else."

"Fuck... It's so hot when you talk dirty, my Kanmani."

Entering their bedroom, he laid her on the bed. Krithika panted watching her fiancé being impatient. She sat and started removing her kurti when she heard him, "No.", her eyes met his burning dark brown eyes, his voice deeper than before, "I'll remove it.", she swallowed, knowing very well that her dress might be the poor item to be sacrificed in their lovemaking process.

He hastily removed his clothes, almost shredding his shirt in the process that clung to his sweaty body. Standing straight in his naked glory he stared at her face with a smile, "All good?"

Krithika couldn't breathe. It wasn't the first time that he graced her eyes with his beautiful caramel body yet every time it felt wonderful to see her handsome Xavier flashing nudity with such utter confidence. It wasn't only his body but his damned powerful aura that made her cream her panty.

Her eyes roamed around his naked torso and finally landed on his erect penis. His left hand lazily stroked it, making her lips part and she reached out for him. He stepped back and strolled across the bed to reach his treasure chest. Her eyes followed his every movement, and they widened when he took out two pairs of handcuffs from the drawer.

"Shall I start pleading?", his smile deepened to grace his cheeks with dimples; she melted then and there. He sat on the other edge of the bed and leaned in to grab her hands. Giving an open kiss on both of her palms, he cuffed them together in a single pair of handcuffs.

Her face frowned, trying to decode where the other one would be used, why he hadn't removed her kurti yet, why--

"Ah!"

She gasped as in a flash he flipped her on her stomach and abruptly tugged her to the center of the bed. Shivering in anticipation, she waited for him to touch her, but none came. After a few torturous seconds, she heard an unmistakable click above her head. She raised her face from the pillow to see that Xavier had used another cuff to secure her bound hands to the bed, the cheek plates of the second handcuff cinching to the links of her wrist cuff.

But...

Xavier flipped her again with ease and then it dawned on her the reason for two pairs of handcuffs.

Bloody engineer's brain!

"Xavier...", her face craned, reaching towards him and her tongue darted to lick his face hovering above but he dodged her attempts. He goaded her with his husky chuckles. Frustrated with the sexual tension she cursed him, kicking her right foot at his naked hip. Being almost a foot and a half shorter than Xavier came with a few benefits to her.

But he caught and held her ankle low, calf pressing against the bed, "Uhuhn?", and his fingers ran over her exposed inner thigh. She instantly threw her left leg away, opening wide for him and he grinned at her eager response.

"My clemency is hanging by a thread, you are being torturous.", she moaned and her eyes shut close unable to bear the feathered scribbles by Xavier near the point where she needed him. Her hips bucked, asking him to move his damn hand to her drenching core.

"Fuck you, Xavier! I am never going to forgive you..."

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A/N

This chapter will be continued in the next part as well, word count limit extended beyond three chapters as I wrote, and I felt that it was necessary to divide it into two parts for a better reading experience as I have done so far.

"Jaadu Hai, Nasha Hai" is one of the most intimate songs and I found it suited to this chapter.

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