[Can't Seduce Me!] (R-18) part-1

Ritik walked towards her with a grinning face and held her waist tightly. He leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips. Adhira wasn't able to respond according to the development of the situation, she was completely in shock when he held her waist but when he kissed her she again gained her rationality and pushed him back.

"Wh-what are you do-doing? I never said I wanted to do that?" she looked at his face with an angry expression and said loudly.

How can Ritik stop by just pushing by a girl if he did, then he won't be Ritik anymore. He walked towards her again and hugged her tightly "You didn't say, doesn't mean you won't? and I said I am gonna make you my wife, so... there is no place for negotiation" he said and again kissed her juicy lips.

I gritted my teeth, the urge to punch him strongly. Yes, I was stubborn, but he was acting like his usual asshole self, right now, and I didn't like it one bit.

The warm breeze hit my bare chest, and I gasped, looking down. Ritik had pulled my white robe apart, untying the belt from around my waist without me even realizing.

Sneaky bastard. Why was I even surprised?

His hand snaked upward and inside my robe before I could even think. Mischief flashed in his blue eyes as he cupped my breast, lazily brushing his thumb over my hard nipple. Heat flushed through me as my stomach fluttered and my heart raced.

"Do you want to be a fucking loser, like before, for your entire life and spend your whole life with that fucking, asshole, fiance of yours. But you don't want to become my woman, why? because I am a sword? but I am 100 times better than that shit of yours, whom you call fiance." he demanded, rolling my painfully tight nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Ritik waited, his attitude aggravating, and his grin – so freaking annoying.

He pinched my nipple, hard. A squeak left my lips, and he smirked.

"Do you think you will be able to change the mentality of people like your brother and father with that puny strength of yours, they will just sell you to that shit for getting some fucking benefits," Ritik said, ever so crudely. I tensed, my lungs clenching at his words.

After collecting herself I looked in his eyes and said "You also want to possess me, dont you? like other people, in the end, you are same as those horny dogs"

"So, what I want to possess you, I will possess you to make you the Queen of this world, but you are comparing me with those shits" Ritik looked in her eyes and said confidently and pinched her nipple again and she again let out a squeak.

Don't do this, Ritik. Don't…please.

I opened my mouth to snap at him, but he was already pushing me back against the seat. "Ritik, what–"

My breath hitched as my robe slid open. He knelt in front of me, his big shoulders settling between my spread thighs, pushing them farther apart. I breathed in, but my throat closed, as I ended up silently gasping instead. I was completely naked under my robe, and he took it as his advantage.

He lifted his head, his gaze hot and dark. "Your garden is beautiful, Adhira, I want to eat it whole, hehe, " Ritik said, unadulterated satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. My fingers curled around the Sofa, and I dug my nails in, feeling a rush of heat coursing through me. My skin grew tight and warmth spread through my lower region, my pussy growing damp. Damn him and his filthy mouth.

My eyes turned into slits as I glared down at his imposing self. I wasn't going to fall for it; I wouldn't let him sway me with sex.

Ritik's hand slowly slid up the outside of my calves, up my thighs… and…

I squirmed, my voice was gone and the fight leaving me. He was meticulously slow, dragging out the suspense and forcing me to feel him.

Inch by inch, his hand slid upward, his touch scorching my flesh as he continued toward my centre.

His slightly calloused palm felt rough against my sensitive skin, but his touch was… so light, he was barely touching me. Teasing and tempting.

Driving… me… crazy.

My heart thudded so hard I thought it would spill out of my chest. His fingers brushed against my folds, a soft touch, but I quivered in response.

"You're red and swollen," he rasped, his voice thick and hard. His fingers spread me open, still ever so gentle. Ritik asked, the side of his lips quirking up in approval. "… and wet."

"What… are you doing?" I questioned, slightly breathless.

His chest rumbled with a low growl. "Having my breakfast. You can't deny a starving man, Baby, I built up quite the appetite."

Goosebumps peppered my flesh, and my core tightened as Ritik lowered his head between my thighs. He was the first man to go down on me and he was also the first one to touch the forbidden garden. To stare at my body like he was about to devour me, and it still wouldn't be enough for him.

I ached.

I didn't know I could feel this way, this intense… fierce need inside of me. Desire pooled in the pit of my stomach, and my arousal leaked out of me. The moment his mouth was on me, my body tightened, and I felt a rush of wetness between my thighs. Holy shit!

Ritik took his time, lapping at my pussy leisurely. He dragged his tongue over my wet folds, before circling around my clit. "Ritik," I choked, my thighs shaking. A whimper left my lips before I could stop myself, and my hands went to the top of his head in frantic need. My fingers gripped his hair, pulling him closer and silently demanding more.

"Ritik," I breathed.

His tongue slid over my folds, and his teeth grazed my swollen clit. My back arched off the sofa, and my thighs tightened around his head. He sucked and lapped, licking every inch of me until my whimpers rang like desperate pleas.

I wasn't prepared for it when he shoved a finger inside of me, but I clenched around the hard intrusion. Seeking for more… needing more…

It hurt so good.

"Oh, God!" I cried out, as he thrust his finger in and out, his tongue simultaneously working my pussy like his favourite meal. I guessed… I was.

"Ri – Ritik… Please…"

My stomach tightened, my thighs quivered, and the muscles of my calves were cramping, as I grew closer to my release. I climbed higher on the cliff, writhing and crying out, but Ritik didn't let me fall.

I throbbed, an intense beat that matches my thudding heart.

I bit down on my lip, shaking, choking on my moans and on the precipice of orgasm. He dragged my pleasure out.

I just needed…

Just… oh…

The same moment he thrust two fingers inside of me, his teeth grazed my clit, a small bite that left a sharp sting behind. I bucked against his mouth and fingers, my lips parting with a cry.

I had not finished orgasming before he was starting all over again.

"No…" I gasped, still sensitive and shaking with my orgasm. "Wait."

Ritik growled between my thighs – a warning – and went back to lapping up my wetness, sucking and licking. This time, there was nothing slow and sweet about it.

The first orgasm was for me. This one was for him.

His tongue ravaged me.

His fingers didn't stop their torturous ministrations, thrusting and twisting inside of me. There was nothing gentle as he fingered me.

My hips moved with his fingers, jerking and grinding against his face. Right there… right. fucking. there. I heard him groan my name against my tender sex as pleasure spiked through me, and my back bowed.

No, don't stop.

"Ritik… Ritik!"

My second orgasm threw me over the edge, and a loud moan spilt past my lips. My eyes rolled back into my head, as he gave my hypersensitive pussy one last lick.

Ritik lifted his head from between my thighs and regarded me, his blue eyes dark and raw. "You can have this all the time. Me, between your legs, worshipping your pussy. Say yes."

I finally came down from my high, and I shook my head, trying to clear my mind. "You're bribing me with sex? Ritik! This isn't about sex…"

His eyes hardened. "This is more. I know it, but you're not giving us a chance, Adhira."

"What are you so scared of?" he asked, kissing the inside of my thigh, before giving me a playful nip.

Losing you…

I dug my nails in the back of his neck, not hard enough to hurt but in a warning. "You can't seduce me."

His lips quirked up. "Can't I? Haven't I?"