Hello again good people! Sorry for the long wait! I had a major health scare recently. After I got back, kids and work made it difficult to finish this. Here is the next part. I've combined two to make this a little longer. There will be a last one after this. I promise to get it out sooner. Hope you like it! Again, apologies for the mistakes.
As always, thanks for all the support and the feedback!
Chapter 13 (
Claire) :
My mind was literally about to burst with happiness. Laying in Krish's strong arms and breathing in his woody cologne mixed with our sweat, I was being lulled to sleep. We'd been like this for hardly ten minutes but I felt so safe that I didn't want to leave.
Krish's beautiful eyes were bursting with love and adoration when we had last kissed but he didn't say anything. I was beginning to feel similarly but didn't want to scare him off. He probably feared the same. Now we were enjoying another comfortable silence, lost in our own dreamworld.
I had no idea where my sudden randy behavior came from but Krish had broken something within me in the kitchen. We'd had our first little fight, all because I misunderstood his intentions. I had instantly compared him to Brandon and lost my calm.
Yet he remained firm and didn't backtrack. I had honestly expected him to give up but he'd just made so much sense and I realised he wasn't pressuring me at all. He'd just gently extended his help. Leaving it up to me to accept if I needed it. It was entirely possible that I might need it and was instantly grateful. That made me apologize to him. An event which set things in motion that I couldn't have ever anticipated.
I literally jumped him, for lack of a better term. I was shocked by my own desire. Sure, I loved sex, but I'd never thrown myself at someone like I had done with Krish. Having him make love to me simply couldn't wait. He'd been apprehensive but my aggression convinced him in the end. I was a completely different person around this man.
"There's no way he's a virgin!", I thought when he told me. His later actions proved me wrong. He was inexperienced and bumbled around a bit until he'd found himself. It didn't matter though, as it had been simply amazing. The bumbling was oh so cute! He was gentle and passionate and I knew he would only get better. He certainly had the tools!
Krish looked lost in thought. I hoped he wouldn't think of me too harshly for moving so fast. I barely knew him a week ago. Now, I was sprawled across him thinking of jumping his bones again and wanting to utter the big 'L' word. What had this man done to me? I was confused now. That didn't stop my thigh from rubbing on his dick. Our juices lubricating my passes.
"What do you think you're doing Ms Smith?" he smirked at me as I broke his concentration. His prick was hardening against my skin and sending tingles down my spine.
"Nothing." I smiled back. He laughed which turned into a delicious low rumble when I started touching him with my hand.
"Claire, we still have time to clean ourselves up and sort the mess from downstairs. We should get to it." He groaned. "You're not helping!"
"Oh? So just once is enough for my handsome hunk? Weren't you boys supposed to be the horny ones?" I teased as I gripped his cock and stroked it. My wetness had started to leak again. He needed to shut up and fuck me immediately.
"Fucking hell, Claire!" He groaned again. "What in the actual fuck are you doing to me. This is mental!" he sighed.
His resolve was dwindling but he was holding on valiantly. "What if your mum and Greg show up early? They'll think someone's robbed the house if they saw the mess downstairs!"
"Then we best be quick." I whispered into his ear and licked it. That did it. He let out a loud and low growl and violently turned me on my tummy. I let out a cry of glee.
"You're very naughty Ms smith. You do me head in!" He sighed and kissed my neck giving me a fresh case of goosebumps. He licked my neck and started sucking on my sweaty skin. I felt his hard and delicious dick rub me.
My groan as he slid into me hard would have gathered my neighbors if not for the pillow! "Yessss! Oh Krish! Do me hard babe!" I gasped. He didn't disappoint. He was thrusting into me hard and fast. His fingers found my clit and his weight pressed me against the bed. He was crashing into my arse making clapping sounds as he did.
"So fucking tight!" he cried. Krish was furiously panting in my ear, licking and grunting all the while. My mouth was open but no sounds would come except for pathetic gasps. His fingers were strumming my clit and it was all I could take. I was experiencing a life altering orgasm. Shaking and quivering against his weight, blabbering like a nutcase.
He felt me tighten against him and whispered. "That's it love! Come for me babe!" Our first orgasm was great, very special. This one was off the fucking charts and he was also close. He sped and a few thrusts later, was exploding into me once more. I was a whimpering mess, in a trance for quite a while.
He laid on my back with his weight and was placing gentle kisses until he softned and rolled beside me. I was still on my belly, looking at him, his face all flushed and his eyes closed. He was my man now. No two ways about it.
My eyes went to the clock and it was now quarter to six. This was the best time I'd ever spent with a man. As I looked back at Krish, his eyes met mine and his smile broke me a little more.
"Second time good enough for you?" he asked, caressing my arm.
"It was out of this world Krish! I've never so in tune with someone. Thanks!" I replied taking his hand and kissing his knuckles.
"I should be the thankful one, Claire." He whispered back.
"Seems like what we had before is ruined now, doesn't it? I don't want sex to complicate things, Claire." He said seriously.
"No way! What in God's name are you on about?" I asked back moving closer to him and throwing my arms around his awesome body.
