At the brink of pleasure

Ch-66

A/N: You all know I ended this book with the last chapter. But someone asked me to put smut and a few chaps of her maternal family. I will do that. Again this book is prolonged. Sigh….

Now… it might not be in flow. Bcuz I got a gap. So bear with it.

A/N: PEOPLE UNDER 18 ARE STRICTLY WARNED. OTHERS READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

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All Rahul could think or feel was Laya. Even he is a man with needs. He waited for a year-long that almost turned him into a monk. He doesn't want to wait anymore but force her at the same time. Now… she offered herself to him. He couldn't wait. His body desired with a scream. His mind told him to have his way with her. But he knew best… it's her first time. He needs to be gentle.

Laya wanted to hide her body when he stripped every ounce of clothing from her body. But she didn't. Rahul was her husband and if not him who would see her? She just let his lust full eyes roam her body before he looked into her eyes.

He stood up straight still looking into her eyes, he could see a slight frown forming in between her brows. He just smiled at her reassuringly as if saying he wasn't going anywhere leaving her, his smile made her frown disappear in seconds. He lifted his hands and started removing his shirt. He could see Laya was eyeing his body with admiration. He felt proud for maintaining his body with his workouts.

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Laya shivered when she didn't find the warmth above her. Many negative thoughts ran into her mind. Didn't he like her? Was he tired of her? Did his mother influence him not to be with her? But he smiled at her. His smile assured her and threw her negative thoughts out of the window. Slowly he removed his shirt revealing his toned body to her eyes. Laya knew he has a good body but never thought he had this good body. Her eyes gleamed with admiration for his body. Oh my…. He had six-packs. Can she pounce on him and lick his abs?

Soon, he stripped his clothes and was in his boxers. Her eyes bulged out at his arousal. She could see it was… big. She was too shy to continue staring at him. She rolled around and slept on her stomach. She heard his hearty chuckle leaving his mouth. She could imagine his chest vibrating at his chuckle. She wanted to turn over and look at him but controlled herself.

Suddenly, her hot breath fanned her neck. "You are irresistible tonight," he whispered in her ears.

"You look enticing too," she whispered. Even she was surprised at her bold confession. And saying Rahul was shocked would be an understatement.

He flipped her making her face him. "Tell me again," he asked. An authority was held in his voice that made Laya compile his words. "You…. look… enticing…" she said taking a break for every word she uttered.

His body shuddered at her words. Instead of blood, Lava flowed in his veins. With his raw hunger, he met her lips, and he tasted sweet. He could taste the chocolate, strawberry taste from her.

Rahul let his weight on her as he took care of not putting all his weight on her. He just wanted to feel the body of the woman who made his life beautiful. And apparently, that's a mistake. His brain was asking him to stop kissing and go to the main part but he wants to take it slow. And the night was long.

His tongue entered her mouth tasting more of her sweet. Laya encircled her arms around his neck as if on reflex while burying her soft fingers in his hair pulling her closer to her.

[Oh, God! Can I control, if this goes on?] he thought.

Breaking the kiss, he continued to kiss the corner of her lips, and her jaw. He trailed kisses to her neck and buried his face in the crook of her neck inhaling her intoxicating scent that made his mind mushy. She smelled like freshly bloomed jasmine.

Laya worried that she might turn into steam and disappear because of the things Rahul was doing to her. But they weren't enough for her. She wanted him to do many things. She wanted his hands, tongue, and his skin all over her body. Laya was scared at the start but now she threw everything out of the window as he started kissing her. His weight was pressing over her but he wasn't heavy maybe because he was careful not to let his weight crush her.

Suddenly, his hands started exploring her body. She shuddered at his every touch. Soon, his hands were on her thighs. He parted her legs and put his fingers in her honeypot.

Oh… god… She felt like melting. With his fingers working in her honeypot, he kissed her breasts, then he continued to kiss her stomach.

Laya felt like sparks flowing in her body. Her stomach was twisted into multiple knots. She felt like she was going to explode soon. And with a loud cry, she exploded.

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Rahul sat up straight still trapping her between his legs as he watched her face changing colors at her explosion.

He was glad that he made her go through this. She was enjoying his every action. Her cheeks were red due to the sensual acts and heat in the room. Her chest was rising up and down at the explosion. How he wished to take this night to a different level. But he knew this was already too much for her and have to stop here. He needs a good cold shower and has to experience the torture again. But this torture was better than the previous time. At least he could touch his Jasmine.

But he was surprised by hugging him.

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Laya doesn't know why but she hugged him. She was worried he would stop here. He puts her first in everything instead of him. Maybe this was the soulmate bond that made her realize he would stop here.

Pulling him closer she kissed him. And soon he took her lips and turned it into an urgent one.

Breaking the kiss, he looked into her eyes. "Are you sure you want me to go on?" he asked. She nodded.

She could still see the worry in his eyes. "I trust you that you would take care of me," she said looking into his eyes.

She trusts him! Rahul closed his eyes for a brief second to hide his happiness.

If not him, whom could she trust? Which man would stop even at this point? Wasn't he a gem? She was lucky to have him. She smiled at him. But her smile seduced him further.

He kissed her again. He again kissed her down. Rahul moved down as he peppered kisses down her navel, breasts, stomach, and then reached her thigh.

He kissed the soft spot inside her thighs. His every touch sent waves of fire ripples that directly reached her honey pot.

"Oh, Rahul," she moaned. Rahul felt like a bucket of lava poured on his body. Her voice was like a thread that bound him with lust making his hair stand at the end for a long time. Closing his eyes, he bit the soft spot inside her thigh. He could smell her arousal mixed with her explosion from earlier.

Following instinct, he buried his tongue in her flower, which was soaked in the fresh morning dew. His tongue moved in a rhythm. His every lap and intrusion sent a ripple of fire in her body making her a moaning mess. She dug her fingers in his hair. Laya arched her back and tried to meet the pace of his tongue. Soon, before she could realize it, she let out an earth-shattering moan before she exploded, staining his mouth with her syrup.

When she was done, she scrawled on the bed tired yet excited. Every moment of this night made her anticipated and excited.

Oh, God. She wanted him.

"Oh… Rahul. I want you." she said without realizing.

Rahul looked at her few seconds before slamming his lips on her soft lips. His kiss was filled with need, urgency, and raw hunger. Indirectly letting her know wanting him wouldn't be that easy.

He sat up straight and wrapped her legs around his waist as he positioned himself. He slowly entered. When tears formed in her eyes due to the pain he removed himself.

"Don't stop," she asked holding his wrist.

"You sure," he asked. She nodded. He hugged her and then slowly entered. He kissed her neck slowly as he tried to divert her from pain. He could feel her nerves relaxing after some time. He knew she wasn't in pain as much as she was earlier.

Laya felt like every inch of her body could feel pain at the start but the pain was replaced with pleasure. Soon, she started enjoying it.

As he pushed into himself, she held onto his shoulders digging her nails into his flesh making him groan in her ears intensified the lust she was having. She raised her hips to meet his pace as she enjoyed the ecstasy of the pleasure he was giving. Her long fingers pulled his hair as she pulled him closer to her skin. The rubbing of their skins created the sparks of fire filled with lust intensifying their actions, making them forget about the world. The rush of pure pleasure and her raw lust made her desperate for a release. Her inner core shuddered in pure ecstasy.

While Rahul continued to kiss and nip her skin making her breathless. He took her to the very heights of pleasure before pushing her body to the brink which made her body fall apart with a loud cry.

Rahul rolled to the side, as he doesn't want to crush his weight on her. He looked at her as he propped himself in his hand. She looked like a mess. But she was his art that made him complete. He wanted to infuse her into the body if possible but couldn't. Her presence made his life filled with colors and a rainbow. His lips curved upwards as he watched her slip into a deep slumber. He pulled her closer to him and wrapped a duvet around them before falling asleep with his heart feeling contented not before muttering I Love you in her ears.

"I love you too," she whispered back with her still closed. He smiled at her. This was the first time she said that she loves him.

Laya wanted to tell these three magical words to him a long ago but never got a chance. But now she said. He was HER TRUE SOULMATE, whom she could trust with her whole heart. She slipped into a slumber listening to his heartbeats.

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A/N: Phew... finally... I fulfilled your wish. It took a long time for me not to make this thing vulgar. Hope you liked it. I brainstormed days to write this chapter. I want comments. And this is one of the long chapters with 2k words. I don't want to break the pace so didn't divide the chapters into two.

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