Page 66 of Strictly Solo
“Yes,” she replied softly, “he was so exhausted from the day’s activities. I doubt he’ll wake up before late morning.”
Ruhaan’s expression softened with satisfaction. He took a step closer, brushing his lips against her earlobe in a featherlight caress. “Then stay with me tonight,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin.
Naina’s body instantly heated at the request. She tried to suppress the blush creeping up her cheeks, but the way Ruhaan’s lips gently nipped her earlobe made it impossible. When he pulled back, his eyes locked onto hers, noticing the flush. A wicked smile curved his lips.
“This color on your cheeks because of me...” he murmured with desire. “It does things to me, Naina. What are you doing to me? I can’t resist wanting you for myself.”
Before he could say another word, Naina surged forward and without thinking twice, her lips crashed against his in a fierce, fiery kiss. It was as if all the pent-up emotions from the past week…the stolen glances, the teasing touches, had ignited altogether.
Ruhaan groaned against her mouth as their tongues tangled in a deep, hungry kiss. His hands found their way to her back, his fingers grazing the exposed skin of her backless blouse, leaving trails of fire in their wake. As their kiss deepened, his handsskimmed down to her midriff, Naina’s own hands explored the expanse of his bare chest and back, pulling him closer, needing to feel more of him against her.
Her nails lightly scraped his back as she molded herself to his body, their hearts racing in sync.
When they finally broke apart for air, their breaths were ragged, lips swollen from the intensity. Ruhaan looked at her full of unspoken longing. “I haven’t even had my fill of you yet. I can’t believe we’re heading back tomorrow. This past week hasn’t been enough.”
The thought made Naina sigh, and the unspoken question that had been lingering in her mind slipped out before she could stop it. “What happens to us after we leave here?”
His brow furrowed at the thought of separation, before he pulled her close again, pressing a soft kiss against her temple. “I’m never letting you get away from me,” he declared. “I’m going to be a part of your life, no matter where you go.”
Happiness bubbled up inside her at his words. Feeling playful, she leaned in and gently bit his shoulder blade, causing him to let out a surprised growl.
“You’re such a tease,” he muttered.
Her eyes sparkled as she backed away, but she didn’t get far. He chased her around the room, grinning devilishly and lunged for her, grabbing her around the waist. She squealed in delight as he caught her, and they tumbled onto the bed, laughing together like carefree teenagers.
With Naina half on top of him, their faces inches apart, the laughter slowly faded, replaced by something more intimate, more powerful.
Ruhaan gently brushed a strand of hair from her face, his hand lingering on her cheek. “Stop looking at me like that. You have no idea what I want to do to you.” His voice was barely audible.
She leaned down in response, her lips brushing against his softly this time, tenderly. “Maybe I do,” she whispered back.
Ruhaan’s hand slid up her back, cradling her as their lips met again, this time slower, deeper. The kiss was no longer just about desire, it was about something much more. Something that had been building between them for years. Something that neither of them could entirely name just yet, but both were starting to understand.
The next instant, his fingers tugged at her saree, pulling the fabric away with a deliberate slowness. In just a matter of moments, she lay beneath him, her saree discarded, her body only half-covered in a single piece of cloth that barely concealed her lower half. A flush crept across her skin as she instinctively tried to cover her exposed body, but Ruhaan was quicker. He caught her wrist, pulling her hand away before biting down gently, a teasing warning in his eyes.
“Dare you hide from me,” he whispered with desire.
The way he looked at her, the hunger in his eyes, sent waves of heat rolling through her body. Every part of her felt alive under his scrutiny. She bit her lip, trying to maintain control, but it was useless. She was helpless beneath him, utterly captivated by the way he seemed to worship her.
Ruhaan lowered himself slowly, his lips pressing down her neck, leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses in their wake. Naina moaned softly. Her fingers instinctively threaded through his hair as he continued to explore her with his mouth.
He kissed, licked, and tasted every inch of her skin as if she were his favorite dessert, one he had been longing to devour. Her breath came out in short, needy gasps, her body arching towards him, desperate for more. Every flick of his tongue, every brush of his lips, sent shivers in her body.
Soon his fingers began to trace the curve of her midriff, fumbling with the thin fabric that still remained between them.Naina gasped as he slid his hand into her lace panties, his fingers finding the sensitive nub between her legs. Her body jolted at the shock of pleasure that surged through her. Ruhaan didn’t stop; he kept rubbing, building the pressure until her head tipped back, and a loud moan escaped her lips. Her world blurred, her senses overwhelmed by the feel of his touch. Every nerve in her body was alive, buzzing with the intensity of what he was doing to her.
Her legs instinctively parted as he spread them with his own, his fingers continuing their torturous rhythm. It was too much, too intense, and all at once, she came undone. Her body trembled beneath him as she shattered, seeing stars behind her closed eyes as she rode out the waves of pleasure. But Ruhaan didn’t stop there.
His lips hovered near her ear, as he whispered seductively. “Let me taste you.”
Her eyes fluttered open, heart racing, unsure of how to respond. She had never felt anything like this before, never been this vulnerable. Hesitation flickered in her mind, but then Ruhaan bit down gently on her neck, seeking permission with an unspoken plea. His touch was tender yet demanding, urging her to trust him.
She took a shaky breath and slowly nodded her head, giving him the consent he craved. He kissed her once more, before descending lower and slid down the delicate lace that still covered Naina from his view. The anticipation was thick in the air as she felt the cool air brush against her bare skin, followed quickly by the warmth of his breath. And then his lips found her sweet spot.
Naina zoned out completely, her mind drowning in the overwhelming sensation of Ruhaan’s mouth tasting her, claiming every inch of her in the most intimate way. She grabbed the sheets, her fingers curling into the fabric as she tried toground herself from the intense pleasure that rippled through her again. Her body was on fire, consumed by the way his tongue moved, the way he licked and teased her, drawing out sensations she had never experienced before.
The only thought she could hold on to wasRuhaan—the way he was making her feel, the way his lips and mouth devoured her with a hunger that was unmatched. The pleasure built, higher and higher, tightening deep in her core until it was almost unbearable. She scrapped at his scalp, tugging at his head, her body trembling beneath him. She wanted him to stop, to ease the intensity, yet at the same time, she wanted more. She couldn’t make sense of her own body’s demands, her instincts pulling and pushing him away all at once.
But Ruhaan was relentless. He brought her to the edge of ecstasy and then over it, pulling her into a wave of pleasure so powerful it tore a cry from her lips. Her body arched off the bed as she came, her hips lifting to meet his mouth. Ruhaan didn’t stop, his lips still pressed hungrily to her core, riding out every shudder and tremor of her release.
