Page 37 of The Rules of Playing with Fire

She pushed me to the bed with a wicked grin. “I think you wax more parts of your body than I do.”

I laughed as I watched her tug at my waistband. When I raised my hips, she pulled down my pants and boxers in a single motion. Her eyes widened for a moment as she tossed the garments to a chair, eyeing me with the same hunger I’d felt a few minutes ago.

“You know what I want,” I said, nudging her.

She hesitated as her defiant gaze met mine. “No.”

“No?” I frowned at her tone.

She straddled me and leaned forward, her thick curls flowing down the sides of her face, covering us in a veil. I lay helpless beneath her, mesmerized by her full lips and long lashes.

“When you played with me, Mihir Seth,” she said in a soft voice, “I let you, didn’t I?”

I returned a reluctant nod.

“Right. Now it’s my turn. I get to decide how I want to enjoy your body. Plus, this is something you’ll have to earn.”

I was in trouble, and I loved it. I tried to lift her off, but she came down hard on my arms, holding them in place.

“Fifteen years of karate, three years of the National Cadet Corps of India, and I’m very strong. So don’t even try,” she warned.

I was so turned on, I thought I would come just watching her.

“So what do you say, Mihir Seth? Do you trust me?”

“Absolutely not! You’re deceptively strong.” I smiled and pulled myself up to kiss her.

I kissed her like I had never kissed any woman before, like I meant the kiss. This wasn’t foreplay. This was an admission of my feelings.

“I promise I’ll be gentle,” she cooed and kissed my chest.

Lifting my head, I watched her in the mirror. Her warm mouth traveled from my stomach to my pelvis, kissing, licking, teasing with gentle nibbles. Her hips flexed while mine sank into the mattress. She tickled at my thighs before moving on to the legs. Her slender fingers chased her luscious tongue, pulling me along helplessly. When they grazed against my cock, my hips jerked. She giggled, then stroked me gently.

“Turn over,” she whispered, and I obeyed. I felt like my body was sinking deeper into the mattress while I soared higher and higher, approaching nirvana, if there was one. I felt her warmth against my buttocks, her taut nipples on my back. I sighed as she kissed my shoulders and traced the lines with her tongue.

“I want to taste you too,” I said cheekily.

“Well, you had your turn, and you blew it on waterworks. Now you’ll have to wait.”

I chuckled and flipped over to my back. She was everything I’d never imagined.

When her eyes peered into mine, her smile disappeared. She dug her delicate fingers into my beard and brought her lips to mine, savoring them like they were covered in honey. A soft lick, a delicate suck, a tender bite. But when her warm tongue flirted with mine, her kiss became more urgent. Aggressive. Furious.

She looked up at me. “You are a gorgeous man,” she said, and my heart tumbled in a silly way. A strange warmth bloomed in my heart and spread through my body. My cock twitched as I pulled her down for another kiss. Placing a tapered finger on my lips, she added, “But I’ll deny ever saying it if you mention it to anyone.”

“Don’t worry.” I drew her closer and said, “What happens in this room, stays in this room.”

“Somehow I don’t doubt that,” she said and delicately pushed herself off my chest, then gripped my cock in her soft, supple hands. “And now I really can’t wait, Mihir,” she said and bit her bottom lip.

She didn’t need to ask me twice. I was ready for her, and I knew she felt it in the palm of her hand. Just the thought of entering her was threatening to make me dizzy. The way my name danced on her lips, I almost forgot this was supposed to be a dalliance. But nothing about Sona felt temporary, and I knew I had dug myself into a deep hole.

“I hope to god you have a condom.” The urgency in her voice broke my thought.

I grinned. I was nothing if not well-prepared for every eventuality, and this was something I had actually hoped for. Retrieving a packet from a drawer of the bedside table, I handed it to her. It was clear who was in charge of this play.

Riling me up further with alternating firm and gentle strokes, she rolled down the condom. I watched her straddle me, preparing myself for the onslaught of euphoria as she guided me into her.

I groaned. She gasped.

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