Page 31 of Right Where I Belong
Her body jolted. “Fuck. Adi…”
No other words escaped her lips as her elbows buckled, and she collapsed back onto the bed, her eyes shutting as he gave her the pleasure she had never felt before. Every bit of her came alive as his mouth continued to ravage her core in greedy, hungry strokes.
And then he stopped… Her eyes flew open, meeting his.
“Eyes open, beautiful,” he commanded, his voice gruff. “Watch what I do to you.”
Only when her eyes were on him did his mouth return to play with her body. His lips worked her with a frenzy—lapping, sucking, teasing until every nerve in her body sizzled to life. She writhed beneath him, her hips arching toward his mouth as his tongue slid inside her core, in and out. Waves of pleasure coiledtighter and tighter inside her. Her vision blurred. Just when she thought she’d reached her peak, his fingers joined his mouth, stroking her there.
“Oh God, I… I can’t,” she cried as desire erupted inside her again.
“You can and you will, beautiful,” he said.
Two fingers pushed inside her heat, and she was lost. Her body felt fevered, her skin too tight, too aware. Sparks raced down her spine when his fingers scissored inside her, harder, faster. All this while, his gaze never left hers. Her legs began to shake as he made her watch every single thing he was doing to her.
She felt bare, exposed, emotionally stripped in a way that made her heart pound just as hard as the heat that was building low in her belly. Aditya curved a finger inside her, at the same time he pinched her nipple, and she screamed. Her vision blackened, and stars danced behind her eyes as she came completely undone, swept over by the strongest orgasm she’d ever experienced.
Only after she’d gathered herself did he rise, a wicked glint in his eyes, and slowly began to strip. She leaned back on her elbows, still breathless, needing a moment to herself, but also needing toseehim.
His fingers moved to the buttons of his shirt, undoing each one with unhurried precision. When the fabric finally slipped from his shoulders and dropped to the floor, her breath caught.
Fuck. He was gorgeous.
His chest was all lean muscle and sculpted lines, dusted with just the right amount of hair. Broad shoulders tapered to a strong, cut waist, sharp abs that flexed with every movement, and that deep vee indent that disappeared into his trousers. Her mouth dried when he stripped out of his trousers and boxers, and stood bare in front of her. His erection jutted out proudly,thick and hard. A flush crept up her neck as her eyes roamed over that part of him, utterly transfixed. God, he was huge.
When he caught her staring, a slow, knowing smile curved his lips.
“Like what you see?” he asked, voice low.
She nodded, not trusting herself to speak.
“Good,” he said, stepping closer, “because I plan to make you feel every inch of it.”
He quickly wore a condom and then climbed on top of her. He crushed her lips under his, and fireworks exploded in her blood. Desire sparked to life in her veins again. Oh God, so soon? She could hardly believe it. In the past, reaching that peak had taken time and effort; sometimes, it hadn’t come at all. But with Aditya? Her body was already craving more. She felt so alive—flushed and aching, as if he’d flipped a switch she hadn’t known existed.
Her pulse pounded just beneath her skin; each throb laced with a fresh wave of lust. And the way he was still touching her—lazily, possessively—only added fuel to the fire building inside her again.
She wanted him. Desperately.
Positioning himself at her core, he looked at her. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
He entered her with a hard thrust, filling her completely, making her gasp, making her feel in a way she hadn’t ever. She clung to him, her legs wrapping around his waist, her arms holding on to him. He moved inside her, faster, deeper, desperate. Molten heat bubbled through her blood as she began to move with him, her body needing his friction, her heart racing. Her movements were slow and tentative at first, but with each thrust, he stroked that spot inside her, that one place she was certain would make her shatter. In seconds, she began tomove desperately, craving the friction of his skin against hers, the delicious fullness of him inside her.
Her nails dug into his back. He groaned against her neck, and his thrusts became harder, faster. Her whole body began to tremble with a slow, uncontrollable shiver that started at her toes and rippled up through her spine. Each stroke of his body against hers heightened the sensation, unravelling her bit by bit. Then, his thumb found her sweet spot. A gasp tore from her lips, her back arching off the bed. That wave of sensation morphed into something fiercer, more blinding, like lightning crashing through her. Her hands clutched at his shoulders and her legs tightened around his waist as the pleasure took over completely.
But he didn’t stop. He drove into her with deeper, more urgent thrusts. A fire ignited under her skin again. A scream ripped out of her lips as her climax shattered through her with violent, exquisite force. Stars exploded behind her closed lids, a rainbow of heat and light flooding her senses. She shook beneath him, helpless and lost to it all. Only when she was thoroughly spent did he chase his own release. When it came, he roared her name, burying himself deep inside her, his entire body shuddering as he was undone in her arms.
He tucked his face into her neck, groaning her name like a prayer. She held him tightly. For long minutes, he lay tangled on top of her, breathing hard. Finally, he shifted off her to flop down beside her. Gathering the sheets, he covered them both and then lay down on his side, watching her. He traced a finger down her cheek, not saying anything. Words weren’t enough to describe what had happened between them. But even as her body began to calm, her mind spun with a realization.
She hadn’t just slept with Aditya. She hadlet gowith him. Completely.
And now, everything had changed.
9
Sabrina stirred. Her lashes fluttered open slowly. She stared at the sliver of sunlight filtering in through the gap in the curtains. She smiled and, for one blissful second, she didn’t think. She simply let herself feel—sated, warm, cocooned in softness, her body sore in the most delicious way.
