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“Your foot…”
“… Is fine! Stop fussing and start kissing,” she ordered.
She grabbed his hands and placed them on her butt.
“I believe this is where we stopped last time,” she said, with a lopsided grin that wound itself around Aryan’s heart.
He was insomuch trouble, he realised. If he didn’t set some rules, he’d be heartbroken after Jessie was done with him. And she would tire of him someday He was like a dark, stormy cloud, while she was a ray of sunshine. They would work this madness out of their systems and then, go their separate ways.
“Fine! But we have to keep this quiet because I’ve promised Nivy that I won’t do anything to mess up her wedding,” he said, firmly.
“Suits me! I don’t want everyone up in my business either. I’m so done with my relationship status being under the scanner all the time,” she said, with a shudder.
With a relieved smile, Aryan pulled Jessie closer and bit her ear gently. She shuddered again, but this time with pleasure. He nibbled his way down her neck and she threw her head back, allowing him better access. She moaned softly as he pushed her t-shirt off her shoulder and sucked on the soft skin, leaving a mark.
He squeezed her breast and she raked her nails across his back. He squeezed harder and pinched her nipple. Jessie moaned restlessly against him and rocked against his hardness.
She pulled at the buttons of his shirt.
“Off! Off!” she ordered.
With a grin, he shrugged off his shirt and reached for her tee. She raised her arms to allow him to pull it off, and leaned back, as he bent his head to suck at her tightly beaded nipples. Slowly, he slipped his other hand into the waistband of her yoga pants and squeezed her butt.
Jessie ran a hand down his chest and lower, following the happy trail down to his hardness. Now it was Aryan’s turn to groan as she palmed him.
“I want to feel you against me. Take off your jeans,” she ordered.
Aryan lifted her off his lap and lay her gently against the pillows, taking care not to jar her ankle, and shucked his jeans and boxers off in record speed.
Jessie’s eyes widened as she took in the state of his arousal.
“Whoa! Careful how you wave that thing around. It could take my eye out,” she joked.
Aryan merely rolled his eyes and stalked over to the bed. He leaned over her and kissed her hard, before kissing his way down her body. By the time he reached the waistband of her pants, she was a moaning, squirming mess. He rolled down her pants gently and threw them to the side. Then he proceeded to nibble his way down the inside of her thighs.
Jessie tugged at his hair as he teased her, nipping, sucking and kissing her everywhere but where she wanted.
“Aryan Sharma, I hate you,” she snarled breathlessly.
“Why, whatever do you mean?” he asked innocently, as he licked the back of her knee.
“You know very well what I mean, you bastard.”
He knew she’d make him pay for it later, but he was enjoying himself far too much to stop. She was spread in front of him like a delicious feast, and Aryan was going to take his time tormenting the witch as much as she had been tormenting him for years.
“Beg me,” he ordered.
“Never,” she snarled, tugging at his hair again to draw him closer to her core.
“Fine,” he replied, and began licking his way down her leg.
“Ugh! I hate you! Have I told you that?”
He snorted in laughter and nipped at her great toe.
“You have. Many times.”
“Fine!”
