Falling for You

Chapter 35 - Serenity

Warning: The chapter is very and I mean VERY sexually explicit. I tried to not use sexually explicit words to the best of my ability but sometimes it's impossible. If you are not comfortable with sexual content then please skip this chapter.

This chapter will not effect your reading/continuation of the story. You can skip this chapter and go straight to Chapter 36!

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Adrenaline pumped through Abhimanyu's veins as he laid Akshara down on the mattress, pulling the pillows close to her, making her comfortable. His heart beating erratically against his chest, faster and faster with each passing second.

Abhimanyu pulled away from the kiss and gazed down at Akshara, looking so small, so fragile, so innocent, so petite, so angelic, so perfect laying beneath him. He was afraid he was going to break her. He tried to be calm. Composed. But how could he? He finally had Akshara. All to him.

"Abhi?" Akshara's voice was small, feeble, but eager as she touched her small hands to his face, caressing his jawline as their eyes interlocked.

Abhimanyu crushed his mouth to hers, capturing her lips in a kiss. Akshara gasped with the force of his kiss as a moan escaped her. She wrapped her arms around his neck just as his hands traveled to her waist, pinning her to the mattress, their tongues lacing with each other's. The kiss was fierce, possessive, and all encompassing.

Abhimanyu broke free from the kiss to look down at Akshara's glossy eyes. He placed a kiss on the tip of her nose as he removed her glasses and set them on the nightstand.

His heart hammered against his chest, his voice needy, breathless. "Akshara...are you...sure? It's okay if you're not. I can wait." He reaffirmed.

Akshara placed a finger to his lips, gazing intently into his eyes. "Yes. I'm sure.

He then went back to crushing his mouth against hers as his hands became busy exploring her body. His hands found the hem of her dress and slipped beneath it, finding her underwear. His fingers found the wet spot on her underwear as he pushed it aside before dipping his finger into her soft channel, making her moan against his mouth as her grip on his shoulder tightened.

Akshara's hands went to the buttons on his shirt, her hands shaking, trembling, her brows furrowing. She wanted to touch him, feel him —but she didn't know how.

"Abhi..." Akshara panted, rubbing her legs together.

"Yes?" Abhimanyu broke free from the kiss, his fingers still swirling inside her, as the pad of his thumb caressed her clit, gently, mercilessly.

"I want to touch you...but...I..." Akshara felt her cheeks redden, her voice breaking as shame and embarrassment overshadowed her.

And just like that, his heart melted. She wanted to touch him —to participate but she didn't know how. Oh god. His poor heart. It was at that moment when he felt like he had struck gold. So caring. So compassionate. So willing. His Akshara.

"I'm sorry I'm not as experienced as you." She lowered her lashes as she toyed with the buttons of his shirt.

"No, baby. You are perfect. Absolutely surreal." He kisses the tip of her nose, caressing her nose with his.

"But...you've...done this before..." Her voice trailed off.

"No. No I haven't." He confessed.

"But..." Akshara frowned.

"Never. You are my first too." He affirmed, smiling down at her until she could read the honesty in his eyes. "It never got this far." Because he didn't let it. Kissing yes, he'd done that —and other things too but never sex. Akshara was going to be his first too.