More Than Friends ✔

66- "Don't worry, I'm not a gold digger, just curious."

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A little while later, they sat on the sofa, facing opposite to each other. Without thinking, Pallavi extended her bare leg to rest on his shoulder, sharing an intimidating look. He began to run his hand over her leg while kissing her ankle. Eventually she got up to sit on the arm rest of his cushioned chair and leaned down to meet his lips. How was she finding the courage to be such a naughty girl was beyond her.

Vineet, she noticed, was extremely good with his fingers. The way he fingered and then went down on her made her climax on multiple occasions. Or she was just letting off after being in a dry spell for four months. The room was filled with her unleashed moans and his silent breaths.

Not to forget their weird way of getting physical. It involved conversations in between, in contrast to silent (except moans) one with Umang.

"You should have regular sex," Vineet spoke while humping her down with his finger between her legs. When she breathlessly enquired about his thought, he added. "You seem to like fingering more than sex. It's clearly visible from your reactions."

All of a sudden, Pallavi raised her hips, letting him reach her deeper and for the first time since they got physical, she heard him groan. As if it was unexpected for him.

"Ah, you liked that, didn't you? I was starting to think you weren't enjoying this," She said although he assured her he was enjoying. He just wasn't the type to make sounds during sex. For a while, she continued with the movement while grabbing his palms.

When they stopped, she squinted her eyes at him. "Do you have to be so damn observant? I can't help it, okay. People have had sex for 100 times while I barely reached 20. Kabhi aadat hi nhi hui sex ki because I almost never had it regularly. So what do I rely on? Masturbation. I guess I got used to that."

"Aree, that's why I'm saying that you should have it regularly." When she asked how, he added. "Just find someone from your local city and fuck him."

She looked at him like he was a dunce. "Vineet, I'm not you. I don't want to have multiple sexual partners. I don't prefer it, I'm not comfortable with it. Why don't you meet me regularly instead? Is it so hard to find time from your schedule?... Anyway, it's not a major crisis. I know I won't get it regularly until I get married so I'm fine with it."

"Okay." He glazed over her and smirked. "You seem tired. Must be wondering why this idiot hasn't come yet."

EXACTLY!! Pallavi's mind screamed in agony. Curse him for being so observant but she guessed she couldn't hide off her fatigue anymore. She just wanted him to orgasm like she did and be done with it. It's been two hours now. She nodded in response.

Soon he got off her as if making up his mind. "Fine, fine, I'll try to come and you'll help me."

"Sure, I'll be happy to help," She winked and took his hand, playing with it. "What do I have to do?"

His lips curled, "Simply use these beautiful hands of yours."

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A little while later, after coming and washing themselves albeit playfully in the bathroom, they decided to order lunch. Pallavi was about to wear clothes but Vineet threw it away from her. He strictly instructed her to not wear anything (except underwear if she wanted) and show off her naked glory as long as they were here.

"But I'm feeling cold... And embarrassed," She lowered her voice in the end.

"Then just get under the quilt," He pointed out to the bed and threw away her last hope aka jeans to the table while her face fell. She reluctantly got under the quilt while cussing at him.