Jai groaned, slowly sliding out and then pushing back in, reaching deeper this time.
I moaned, my eyes sliding shut.
The muscles of his back rippled under my touch as he moved slowly and deeply, setting a deliciously torturous rhythm. Every thrust coaxed a moan out of me and wound me tighter. The world faded; just the two of us remained.
I kissed his earlobe and gently bit it.
A mixture of a moan and a groan escaped Jai’s mouth. His thrusts grew hard and fast. My pulse raced. The sound of skin slapping against skin and our harsh breaths echoed in the room.
Jai palmed my breast, his touch warm and rough. This wasn’t making love. It wasn’t exactly fucking either. It was something else – worship through chaos.
I cried out when he hit a spot.
Pleasure ripped through me, sudden and fierce. My body convulsed. My toes curled, and my back arched off the bed. I was gasping for breath, but Jai maintained his brutal pace.
I didn’t even get a chance to ride off the high before I felt pressure starting to build again. My brain short-circuited. Jai possessed me.
‘Oh, God,’ I moaned, clinging to him.
My nails dug into the powerful lines of his back, urging him closer. Deeper. I wanted no space between us. I wanted to be completely one with him.
‘Yes,’ Jai gritted. His hand slid to the back of my knee, and he lifted it to my chest, his grip unyielding. ‘I want to hear how much I’m pleasing you, baby.’
‘Jai,’ I cried out. The new angle shattered me. He drove in deeper, striking a spot that made me see stars behind my eyelids. My moans grew louder.
He hammered into me relentlessly. Mercilessly. Each thrust stole my breath. My thoughts scattered and dissolved into a blur of sensation. All I could feel was him. Inside me. On me. I was heat, pulse and an ocean of boundless pleasure. ‘I … Jai, please.Fuck—’
He rolled the pebbled tip of my nipple between his fingers. ‘Look at me.’
Sparks of pleasure burst through the haze. I gasped, my eyes snapping open and locking into his.
‘I want you to look at me when you cum.’ Blazing pools of honey stared straight at my soul. ‘I want to see the exact moment I make you completely mine,’ he said, his voice rough.
The orgasm hit like a storm. Wild and merciless. My body quaked as liquid fire raced through my veins. I was a mixture of moans, gasps and a euphoria so intense, I became it.
Jai’s hand skated down and gripped my hips as his thrusts grew sloppy. He came with a low groan, his cock throbbing inside me. ‘Fucking hell. This … you’re something else.’
When he collapsed beside me, our skin was slick with sweat, and we were gasping for air. Wetness smeared my thighs, and I was sure I had ruined his sheets too. But we were beyond caring.
‘That was …’ I couldn’t find the words to describe it.
Jai turned to face me. There was an innocence in his eyes that tugged at my heartstrings. ‘Far better than my wildest dreams.’
‘You dream about me?’ I asked half-teasingly.
His smile was slow and sure. ‘All the damn time.’
I reached forward and kissed him softly.
It took us an hour to shower (would have been sooner if Jai hadn’t slipped in to ‘save water’). With a towel wrapped around his waist, he opened the bedroom door, grabbed a large white bag sitting outside and handed it to me.
Frowning, I took out its contents. Jeans, tops, underwear – all with their tags still on.
How the hell can eight things cost fifty grand?‘Jai, I can’t ... this is too much.’
‘It’s just clothes.’ He pressed a kiss on my forehead. ‘Mine don’t fit you, and you need something to go home in.’
‘I could have worn my sari,’ I protested, but a soft, melting warmth kept rising anyway.
