Can You Mend My Broken Heart? Chapter 551 – The perfect relationship – 4

“Raymond please!” 

She hissed with a whisper and tugged on to his hand which was teasing her ruthlessly. But he held her wrists and pushed them again above her head, his face just inches away from her, his hot breath firing her sensations.

Her breath turned haggard and her body tensed. No matter how many times he touched her, it never became easy for her. 

His eyes turn soft, and she had no idea whether to beg him to release her hands or to kiss her lips. She tried hard to tame her breath, but seeing his eyes filled with desire, she knew that there was no respire from that fire that was running inside their bodies.

She watched his chest rise and fall, same like hers and that coloured her cheeks all shades of crimson.

His lips parted, and she could hear his raspy voice echoing in her ears.

“Why are so beautiful? So beautiful!”

And with his fingertips, he slowly wades away the stray hair from her face. She feels his grip on her wrist loosen as well. And with both his hands he cupped her face, his body almost trembling,

“Be mine!”

She brought back her hoisted hands and held his palm in hers and staring into the blue of eyes she softly muttered,

“I am yours till eternity!”

Her words did nothing but ignite the fire him even more fierce. And in the next second she was tasting his minty breath, his hands in the gap of her neck. His eyes closed the moment he touched her lips, as if he was capturing the moment deep inside his heart inside a safe.

But in no time the soft embrace of his turned wild. Gripping her thighs in his hands he lifts her up, making her land in his lap, but his lips never left hers. Her hands ran all over his broad shoulder, for he gave her no respite, not even a second to breathe.

Her legs instinctively curl around his body, reducing the gap between their bodies, and he inhales the intoxicating fragrance of her body, driving his passions wilder.

She could feel him harden and drove her crazy. Her fingers get buried in his hair, tugging them every now and then, as she m.o.a.ned and whimpered under the spell of his lips. No matter how deep their tongues twined, they couldn’t have enough. It was as if their lips were made to mould with each other.

She takes a delicious bite of his lips and licked it after, as if she was sucking on to a caramel candy. He m.o.a.ned as her teeth grazed on his skin and that evoked a strange pleasure in her which soared in her body. His hands in response dig deep into the skin of her back, but that pain was like the cure to what her body ached for.

Wincing and m.o.a.ning, her body moves and grinds over his manhood and his lips release her to utter,

“God Akira!”

Her name never sounded this good to her.

For the split of a second her eyes travelled down towards his soaring manhood and in the text she rips his shirt open. The buttons get strewn everywhere. As the fabric lands softly on the bed, she gasps for air, her eyes met his, a rendition of pure desire.

He slowly traced his finger on her back, making her arch and close her eyes. Her locks were now everywhere.

“What cast have you spelled on me Akira?”

He mutters as he watches her body curve with his touch. And with a jerk he pulls her body back to his proximity, his thumb now grazing over her bottom lips, squishing them lightly. His words, his touch, his breath, everything made her want to just putty in his arms.

“Raymond!” her lips quiver, and he could see her body shudder.

Gently his touches her down there over that barely there red lace and with that one touch itself he knew that she was deliciously wet for him.

“Tell me you want me!”

She twined against his body, her bare chest touching his, sparking a raging fire.

“I want you Raymond!” she musters up all her strength to barely mutter.

Taking her earlobe between his lips, he gives a gentle tug, making her m.o.a.n and twitch again.

“What do you want Akira? Tell me what you want?”

“I want… I want you Raymond!”

“And…?” he asked, his lips still continuing the assault over the arch of her neck, her shoulder blade, raging her mad, tossing her into a world of pleasure.

“Ahhh…. Raymond!”

“Yes.. Akira… Tell me what you want!”

“I… I…” and she fumbled to find words as his tongue drew treasure maps over her body like a magical wand.

“I want the skies to witness how beautiful look Akira!”

And saying that he trailed his fingers from the cave of her neck till the valleys of her chest, down to where her lace was resting. His eyes were locked on her and without breaking that eye contact, he pulls her lace down till her knees and slowly pulls it out one leg after the other.

And while he did that, he watched her lips part, her brows knit and nothing else in the world fascinated him more at that point of time. He could trade his life for that one second with her.

Feeling all bare, she averted her gaze, looking towards her size, but cupping her chin, he makes her turn towards him.

“Look me in the eye Akira!”

“Please!” he adds.

She slowly lifts those dreamy and shy eyes of hers.

“This is me. This is us. Don’t you dare turn your eyes!”

She wanted to say something but before she could, she is shushed by the tip of his finger, and taking her palm in his other hand, he placed it over his chest and said,

“Can’t you see how madly in love I am?”

“Can’t you see how much I am aching for you?”

“I… I just…” her lips brushed against his fingers in an attempt to justify, but that look in his eyes…

“Make love to me Raymond!”

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