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“Seriously?”
She tried to look offended but ended up looking intrigued. With a soft laugh, I set her down on the bed and threw myself down on her. She opened her legs and wound them around my hips again and I rubbed my hardness into her core, teasing her with the friction as I grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head with one hand.
I ran the other hand all over her curves, stroking, fondling and squeezing my way down her delectable body.
“All this is mine now, and I don’t like anyone being mean to what belongs to me,” I murmured.
Rolling her onto her side, I pulled her leg even higher against my hip and lightly swatted her on the butt. Isha let out a small yip of surprise and glared up at me.
“I belong to no one, Your Highness,” she hissed.
“Wrong,” I replied. “You’ve always been mine. And I will prove it, Yuvarani Sa.”
I turned her onto her stomach and slowly pulled on the knot at the back of her blouse. When it came loose, I began to work on the tiny hooks that had been invented purely to torture a helpless male. Finally, her blouse was unhooked, revealing the amber-coloured lacy bra beneath it.
I pushed Isha’s hands over her head again and she gripped the headboard tightly as I placed soft, open-mouthed on her back, kissing my way down her spine, right down to the waistband of her lehenga. I reached around to undo the knot on the lehenga and pulled it off slowly.
Isha was wearing matching lace panties designed to drive a man wild with desire. I rolled her onto her back and stared at her, taking in her wild beauty from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, and I wondered how I’d gotten so lucky.
I bent down and nibbled my way from her jawline to the edge of her lacy bra. Isha arched her back to give me better access and I pushed the straps down to expose her perfect breasts, the tightly beaded nipples literally begging for my attention. I licked one with my tongue gently before sucking hard enough to leave a mark. Isha grabbed my head to hold it in place as she moaned softly. I turned my attention to the other one, licking and sucking as I squeezed her breasts with both my hands.
Slowly, I pulled away and looked down in satisfaction at her face which was flushed with desire. Her head was thrown back and her eyes were almost closed.
Isha’s eyes flew open when I began to kiss my way down her body. I propped her up against a stack of pillows so she could see exactly what I was doing, and got back to where I really wanted to be. With my head between her legs.
I tossed her panties halfway across the room, pushed her ankles over my shoulders and parted her nether lips, stroking gently a few times from the top to the bottom. Isha wriggled in anticipation and raised her head to glare at me.
“Why are you torturing me?” she demanded.
“I told you I was going to punish you if you said anything bad about this glorious body,” I reminded her.
She threw her head back on the pillow and groaned.
“I hate you, Laajwanti,” she snarled as I kissed the inside of her thighs, skirting the edges of her lips.
As punishment, I gave her a quick, hard swipe from top to bottom, and Isha almost came off the pillow.
“No more smack talk or my princess doesn’t get her goodies,” I warned.
“Your princess wants her damn goodies, so get to work, peasant,” she snarled again.
“That’s Yuvaraj Peasant to you, Yuvarani Sa,” I teased before I slid my hands under her hips to raise her a little.
Before she could retort, I gave her another firm lick and she tugged on my hair to draw me closer to her. I paid particular attention to her clit, licking, sucking and nibbling on the little nub until Isha was writhing under me.
“More,” she begged, locking her ankles around my shoulders, and I gave my princess exactly what she wanted.
I slid two fingers into her depths gently and when she began to move her hips to meet my fingers, I added another one, stretching her out as I drilled in and out while I licked her clit with rough hard strokes. Within seconds, her inner muscles began to convulse around my fingers and Isha’s head banged on the pillow a couple of times as she came with a keening cry.
I wiped my mouth and smiled triumphantly at her when she opened her eyes slowly.
“Do you believe me now?”
She stretched her body lazily and shot me a wicked smile.
“I’m not so sure, Laajwanti. There’s still something missing,” she said, reaching for me.
I was still fully dressed. Isha took her time undressing me, and it was a sign of her trust in me that she didn’t try to hide her body from my gaze anymore. She dropped little butterfly kisses across my chest as she pushed my t-shirt up. Her eyes widened at the way my hard cock tented my boxers. She stroked me lightly and I suppressed a groan, praying fervently that her touch didn’t set me off like a Diwali firecracker.
