150 An Orgasm**

In the dimly lit chamber that belonged to Roshan, the candles set on the table crackled against the silence of the night, already melting halfway as the soft wistful breeze swayed its yellowish-orange light back and forth.

Climbing up the bed while he stood at the foot of the big comfy mattress, Anna’s eyes raked over the sexy glacier as his hands reached to loosen the straps of his night breeches, pulling the straps free.

Every lineament of his glistening body was clear as though the sculptor had taken an ample amount of time to get such a perfect image in his head.

They were both soaked from the pool and their skins visibly flushed from their make-out session. Anna tried to be thoughtful and suggested they’d dry up first, so they don’t wet the bed but the impatient demon dismissed the idea, claiming the bed would end up getting wet either way.

“If you keep staring like that, don’t blame me for pouncing on you.” He temptingly warned and Anna feebly averted her gaze, her cheeks blooming with the vibrant color of a red rose and her naked body was hidden under the duvet that covered her up to her chest.

Roshan couldn’t wait to get a taste of the lovely woman in his bed. Since the very first day he laid eyes on her, despite all the hate he claimed to have for her during those crucial times, she refused to get out of his head even when he tried.

Instead of leaving, she invaded his mind further and pierced him deeply till his heart beat out of control, till their connection grew stronger.

And now, she was in front of him, on his bed, looking more beautiful than a thousand pretty women put together.

When he reached to pull his breeches down, Anna’s hands instinctively flew to her eyes to his surprise, covering them as she’s never seen what the lower member of a man looked like, but when she felt it against her earlier.....she knew he was big.....or so she thought.

.....

The color on her face spread to her ears and he noticed, giving him an idea of what was really happening to his annoying woman.

His princess is shy.

“Open your eyes Anna.”

She shook her head. She really thought she was ready for this, but when his hands proceeded to take his breeches off right before her gaze, her heart sped and a little feeling of anxiousness consumed her.

Noticing her hesitancy, he didn’t bother to take them off and instead of just shocking the life out of her with his manhood, just like the water, he was going to let her get accustomed to it, so she can be more comfortable and play with it herself when she’s ready.

When they are both ready.

Climbing up the bed, Anna, who thought he had gone stark naked in front of her stiffened in her position, still not daring to look at him and she could feel every part of the bed sink when he crawled upwards, only to hover above her.

“Anna.”

He chuckled lightly as the sound of her heartbeat rapidly increased in his ear and he gently tore her hands off her face. Her big round eyes widened when she met his gentle stare and when her gaze dared to lower down, to her relief, he was still wearing his black breeches that were obviously wet from the water, but with the straps loosened, that ‘V’ shape sign down there made her shiver compulsively.

She lifted her head to meet his gaze and a low seductive chuckle escaped his chest.

“Don’t tell me you’re scared of the monster down there.” His enthralling deep voice teased, but Anna found them rather challenging, leaving her fingers to clutch tightly against the base of the duvet and she stubbornly denied.

“I’m not, I’m just not ready yet.” She low-key mumbled, but she saw no reason as to why she whispered it, cause he heard it regardless of how low she tried to sound.

“Ready for what? To see? Feel? Or play with it?” He asked, his fingers reaching to flick her limp hands off the duvet and she impulsively released it due to the quick sting.

This demon!

“You..!!..mhhmmn!” He sealed her lips with his, shutting her up and ending the incoming argument that would have spiraled between two of them.

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She moaned sweetly into the kiss, tasting him with equal reciprocation as her head lowered to the pillow. Their tongues fighting for dominance in each other’s mouth and Anna had to admit that he was such a good kisser.

In one swift movement, he flung the duvet off her body, leaving her bare before him but Anna was so lost in his sweet kisses and consumed by the heat of them to even realize this. The sound of their neverending kisses echoed in the quiet chamber, followed by the flickering of the candles and it was one of the best romantic sounds Anna has heard.

Pulling back a bit from the woman whose eyes seemed to beg for more, his thumb lazily drew circles around her hips, eliciting a soft gasp from her luscious mouth and then those working hands moved up her side to her ribs.

“You’re so soft.” His voice half-cracked as he continued to inspect every line of her beautiful naked body, as though she was going to ruin him with how desirable she turned out to be. A primal urge to claim her completely roared in his mind and a low dark chuckle escaped him, apparently feeling crazy before lifting his sexy gaze to meet her vulnerable stare.

“I want to make you cry,” his fingers teasingly grazed her sternum, sending prickles of awakened fire burning at exactly where he touched. “But.... when it starts to feel too good..”

“Roshan..” she instinctively rocked her hips against him after hearing him speak, feeling his manhood against her aching flesh and it only aroused her further.

She wanted to be touched, she craved....she needed it, but he was torturing her by deliberately playing with her body to his satisfaction.

“Yes?” He responded like a cunning fox, waiting patiently for his prey to beg, just to be mercilessly feasted on. “Do you want me to stop?”

He walked his fingers down her sternum to her navel, before doing something she never imagined as he brought his mouth to her navel, kissing it slowly, unhurriedly before sticking out his tongue and rolling it tentatively into every corner of her navel.

A soft uncontrollable moan escaped her lips, but she bit her lower lip hard after that when he refused to end this delicious torture of his. Just feeling his tongue eat at her navel made her eyes roll to the back of their sockets and her back slowly arched with her legs spreading apart in response to his words.

“Should I stop?” He asked again, but Anna shook her head, begging him not to stop what he was doing but the wicked being pulled back, leaving Anna to cry out in displeasure.

“I didn’t hear you.”

“I said don’t stop.” She desperately yelled to her own embarrassment, meeting his stare and all of a sudden, his hands slid between her heated thighs and she cried out a half sob of pleasure when he touched her moist aching flesh, driving her into an incomplete euphoria that made her head fall back to the pillow.

“You want my fingers in there?” He rubbed his thumb lightly against her opening, watching her every reaction as she squirmed underneath him. Her own fingers grabbed the bedsheet as she moved her hips against his hand, wanting to have them inside of her as her opening leaked with her juices.

He smirked at the result before pressing his thumb deeper and it knocked the breath out of Anna, he didn’t stop and continued to play with her opening till he parted them and flicked her swollen bud with his index finger.

“You’re so beautiful down there, fortunately I’m the only one capable of seeing just how wet you can get.”

“Roshan...” her voice was pleading this time around, it was throbbing badly down there and his actions were only making it worse. She wanted him in there, but he was making her suffer for it, making her beg as her hips moved themselves against him.

He withdrew his fingers and stared at her opening with a fervent need. She was dripping and he wanted a taste of it, a taste of her in his mouth and when he met her gaze, Anna didn’t need anyone to tell her she was done for.

What ravaged her head was, ‘what does he plan on doing to me?’

Before she got a chance to retreat, he pulled her against him and spread her legs apart, resting himself in the middle and Anna watched with widened eyes as his mouth found her throbbing core.

“Ah!” She felt her insides explode into tiny fragments when he placed a kiss on her opening, starting off slowly, with a gentle rhythm before thrusting the length of his tongue into her.

All Anna could feel at the moment was his touch, she could feel the irresistible heat that moved inside her, leaving her to arch her back in reaction as a desperate cry tore from her parted lips.

How the hell was he doing this?? Was it even hygienic?? But then she was too speechless to say a thing, nearly mindless as his tongue f****d her hole.

Her hands reached to grab a handful of his hair, unsure of whether to pull him in or push him away.

She was breathless and almost losing it when his tongue rolled against her swollen bud, teasing it, tasting her leaking juice and savoring the moment as a guttural groan escaped him, vibrating her sensitive spot.

Anna tried to close her legs, but he spread them wide apart and trapped them with his hands while eating her out like someone who had been starved for days. It didn’t take too long before the mindless Anna spasmed before him, feeling her energy seep out along with her climax but he didn’t stop and continuously devoured the woman who was now crying out in pleasure.

Good Lord! How to make it stop before she ends up dying. Not from the meteor mark this time, but from intense pleasure.

It wasn’t after he made her climax for the second time did he release her and Anna’s limp body dropped to the bed.

He finally lifted to look at the exhausted woman who was still convulsing from the effect of her second climax and she weakly met his stare, her chest heaved, their breathing ragged and she felt sticky against the bedsheet.

Anna barely knew how much time had passed, but she was staring at the ceiling now.

Breathless.

“What in the heavens name was that?”

“An Orgasm.” He responded before lying next to her, “when the body can’t handle any more of the pleasure, it explodes like a storm, crackling through your fragile body like lightning. Did you enjoy it?”

The warm kindling blood burned her cheeks in embarrassment and she turned the other way. She wasn’t looking at him, but she could picture that dreamy smile on his lips, feeling his gaze heat her bare back.