[37] ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴜʀᴇ? 🌶️
NOORAIN’S POV:-
In an instant I pulled back standing a feet away from him. I started buttoning up the shirt again, as I tried to think of a suitable lie. My tongue darts out to wet my lips unconsciously. “You must be hungry right? you were late today”
Izhaan started taking dangerously slow, deliberate steps towards me making me take my steps backwards. “Haan bhook toh bohot lagi hai”, he said his eyes shamelessly staring at my bare legs.
(Yeah, I’m really hungry)
“Kya khayenge aap mein bana deti”, I rushed to ask before he can do something.
(What will you eat? I’ll make it for you)
Suddenly, I felt the wall touching my back. A cold dread of shiver ripple through my spine as Izhaan stood in front of me caging me between both his hands, “Aap ko khaoga, Jaana”
(I’ll eat you, love)
Izhaan leans down and buried his face in the crook of my neck as heat pooled in my stomach. His tongue started lapping and sucking on my skin, he nipped at my skin harshly making a moan slip out of my lips. My hand lifts to rest against his bare chest, as I tried to push him away, lightly.
He holds both my hands with his right hand as he continues to torture me. I started rubbing both my legs against each other, out of instinct. Pure instinct. I wanted to create some friction between them. I don’t know why I’m behaving like this, maybe my periods are nearby.
Izhaan puts his one knee between my legs and parts them apart. Pulling behind, he looks at me, his dark onyx eyes held only hunger and lust in them.
Forme.
Only for me.
His right hand leaves my hands, as cups my cheek in it. His thumb keeps caressing my cheek, and the touch felt so soft, gentle and comforting that I leaned into his hand. Suddenly, his thumb stopped mid-way as he pressed it against my lips.
“Open”
My lips parted on their own, and my heart started thudding so loudly, it felt like it will jump out of my chest in no moment. It’s been three years. THREE. WHOLE. YEARS. Since, I’ve been intimately close to someone.
His thumb slipped inside my mouth, grazing between my teeth. I stood stilled not knowing what to do. I’m exactly feeling like a teenager, having her first time. The only difference was I wasn’t a virgin anymore.
“Suck”, he whispered.
Suck?
As soon as those words left his mouth, tears pooled in my eyes. I didn’t even realise when tears started streaming down my face, and I started to sob. Izhaan’s whole expression changed as he slipped his finger out of my mouth immediately.
I lowered my eyes, not being able to make an eye contact with him as shame engulfed me. His hands cupped my cheeks as he lowers himself, to have a look at my face. “Noor! Why’re you crying baby”
I shake my head frantically, and wiped my nose with the sleeves of his shirt I was wearing. Izhaan’s one hand cupped the back of my head as he yanked me to his chest.
My throat tightened. My hands were cold. No matter how much I kept wiping my tears they kept streaming down my face, so fast it scared even me. Because suddenly, I wasn’t here anymore. I was back.With him.
WithZayaan.
The way he used to force me.
The way he never asked for my permission.
No matter how much I used to beg him to stop, he won’t.
The way my “no” never mattered to him.
“Open your eyes Noor”
My eyes popped open and I saw his face through my blurred vision. It took me a moment to realize that I wasn’t standing and he had guided me towards the bed.
He cupped me face gently, panic flashing across his features. “Noor, look at me”
I tried to make an eye contact with him, but failed. My chest heaved with each trembling sob, as my whole body started shaking.
“I – I’m sorry”, I whispered. “I just –”
Before I can complete my sentence, he gathered me in his arms again, pressing my face into his neck, holding me tight like I would break if he let me go even for a moment. Like I would shatter.
“I would never do that to you”, he said, is voice breaking as he kept brushing his hand on my back. He understood everything he wanted to, there wasn’t any need for me to explain anything to him.
My finger curled on his bare chest, as I felt him pressing a kiss on my hair, my forehead and then my temple. Over and over again.
“I didn’t mean it like that”, he murmured. “I swear. I forgot for a second that you’ve been through hell. I’m so fucking sorry Noor”
He pulled back just enough to look at me, and wiped my tear-streaked face with the palm of his hands. “You’re safe with me. I would never, ever force myself on you”
His voice dropped, and his eyes soften as he said, “I don’t want your body if your heart isn’t okay”
I nod, while wiping my tears away. Once, I had gathered myself together I found my voice.
“Izhaan…”, I whispered, my voice came out trembling.
I need to clear things up before we get intimate.
“You can… you can expect every kind of intimacy with me”. My gaze held him steady, despite the fear of what I’m about to say right now. “But… I will never… I can’t… suck you down there”
My words hung in the air, fragile but firm.
After a year of being abused both physically and mentally, in the process I’ve learned to stand up for myself. At this point, my mental health comes first even before my own husband’s pleasure.
A silence stretched between us, thick and tense.
Then he gently took my hands in his, brushing away the remnants of my tears with another hand. “Noor…”, his voice was low, reverent and full of awe. “Thank you. Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me that”
I flinched at the sudden unsure reaction of his.
“I… I will never ask you to do something that hurts you or you are uncomfortable with”, he continued his forehead resting against mine. “Ever. You don’t owe me anything. Ever”
“I’m safe with you right?”, I whispered, my voice lacing with relief.
“You’re the safest you’ll ever be”, he said softly, pressing his lips to my temple. “And nothing. I repeat nothing will ever change that”
For a long moment, we just stayed like that, in each other’s embrace. “Noor”, he murmured, his voice low but firm. “We stop right here. I –”
I looked up at him and shook my head a little. “No. I want you. I trust you more than I trust myself”
I felt his body getting tense under my touch, his hands froze on my waist as he stared at me with fear gleaming in his eyes. “You sure?”, he asked.
I nodded, my lips brushing against his collarbone. “I’ve never been more surer in my life before. I’ve never wanted anyone like this. Like I want you right now”
He chuckled and then suddenly pulled back from me, as he started moving back on the bed and lie down with both his hands crossed under his head. He lifts his head slightly to look at me; a devilish smirk crept on his lips, “You take the lead, consider it as a head start. I’ll take the lead after sometime”
At this point, I can clearly say with no doubt in my heart, thatI’m in love with him.I love him.I love the way I matters to him more than himself. I love the way my comfort matters to him the most. I love the way he comforts me no matter how much I cry over the slightest thing.
Lifting my legs from the ground, I sat on the bed and started crawling towards him, before I can sit beside him. He grabbed hold of both my arms; I yelped as he made me sit in a position where I was straddling him.
“Yeah, now that’s the correct place you’re sitting right now”
I felt something beneath my butt, and shifted uncomfortably in my place to get a comfortable place to sit. His hands grabbed my waist, his hold firm as he rasped, “Keep doing that Noor, and nothing can stop me from burying myself deep inside you that you will even forget your own name”
I stilled instantly, and took me a moment to realize that I was sitting on his cock, his budge was the thing which was poking beneath my butt. A warm rush of heat crawled on my cheeks, as the realization sinks in.
“Start Noor, or I will”
Nodding, I kept my both the hands on his abs, feeling the hard muscles tense under my touch. He sucks in a shaky breath, and closed his eyes. I leaned down and pressed a kiss on his abs, my lips lingering longer than usual.
I wanted to go slow, to feel each and every moment, to feel how it feels to be intimate. I’ve never felt that.
Lifting my head a little, I take a look at his face, his eyes were now opened wide and he was staring at me. I leaned down again and pressed a kiss on his chest this time. I heard him groan as his hand slips from under his head and he fists them in the sheets.
“Did you liked it?”, I asked as a giggle escaped my lips.
“A little left would be more better”, he whispers. My fingers teases one of his taut nipple as I asked, “Here?”
“Exactly there…”, he moaned.
Leaning down I slowly, took his nipple in my mouth, while still maintaining an eye contact with him. His one hand comes up to thread his fingers in my hairs, as I slowly started sucking on it. “Oh… Noor It’s very hard for me to control–”
Before, he can complete his sentence, I bite on his nipple and pulled back to see his reaction. “You like testing the waters, don’t you?”, he asks while rubbing his hand on his nipple to soothe the pain.
“Maybe I prefer drowning in it more”, I said while winking my one eye.
The next moment, he grabbed my arms pulled me down and before I can make sense of what’s happening he rolled over and was now above me caging me between both his arms.
Tonight, I’ll be naked in front of the man. For the first time after my divorce.
My heartbeat speeds up for the millionth time tonight, and tremble ripples through me.
Izhaan’s palm settles against my cheek, and he leans down until I feel his clean-shaven jaw brush against mine. “Take a deep breath, jaana. I don’t want you passing out on me”, he orders, his voice sounding like a rumble of thunder.
When I feel his lips brush over my jaw, goosebumps erupt on my skin. I don’t even realize what I’m doing as I grip his biceps, but when the heat of his skin warms my palm, tingles spread in my body.
Izhaan lets out a growl, but it doesn’t sound dangerous. Instead, it seems like he’s satisfied that I’m touching him. Suddenly, his mouth latches on my throat exactly when he can feel my pulse racing like a horse, and his teeth skin into my skin.
When I feel his tongue brush against my throat, a gasp escapes me and my eyes fall shut.
Oh God… that feels so intense.
Izhaan leans more into me, and I feel his hands on the outside of my thighs before they brush upward to my hips and slip beneath my shirt. As the fabric of his shirt move upward he pulled back and ordered, “Lift your arms”
My chest rises and falls with desperate breaths, and slowly, I raise my arms above my head. The air kisses my heated skin as he tugs the shirt off my head. I laid naked before him, only in my shorts, I quickly crossed my arms over my chest.
Izhaan takes holds of my wrists and pushes them onto my sides, so that I’m fully exposed to him. “Don’t cover yourself”, his command is another rumble of thunder as he sat up on his knees straddling me before he let his eyes burn over every inch of me.
His gaze moves towards my breasts, and I watch desire burning in his eyes for me. His hand brushes up my side and when his palm covers my breast, I suck in a quivering breath.
Izhaan’s eyes snaps to my face and he searches any kind of uncomfortability before saying, “You are beautiful Noor”. He closes the small distance between us, his hot breath fanning over my ear lobe, as he whispered, “You are an exquisite work of art”
He leaned down and took one of my nipples his mouth, and a moan slipped from my mouth the moment he latched on me. My fingers thread through his hairs gripping them tight enough, to let him hurt.
Izhaan’s another hand comes to rest against my left breast as he rolled the nipple between his fingers. I closed my eyes, and turned my face towards the side burying it in the pillow.
I felt his teeth on my nipple, as he started nipping on it. A groan escaped his mouth, as he kept feasting on them like a baby. I bite my lower lip harsh enough to draw blood from them. Izhaan tugs at my nipple before I felt him pulling back. His hand caresses my cheeks softly, making it turn to face him, “Eyes on me Noor or else I’ll stop”
My eyes snapped open, and I saw him leaning down on another nipple as he takes them in between his teeth. Still maintaining an eye contact with me, he bites on my nipple and I gasped. My lips parted but no sound came out. “I can feast on them forever and still never get enough of them”, he says with my nipple still in his mouth, and God that was so hot!
After sucking on them for a long time, Izhaan finally pulled back he lifts his head and a thin string of saliva stretched between his lips and my nipple. He started rubbing both his thumbs on each of my nipples, while noticing my reaction.
“Should I continue?”, he asked his eyes darting all over my face.
I nodded in his response. He slapped my breast harshly and I yelped in pain mixed with pleasure. “Words”, he murmurs. “When I ask you something, I want you to use your words. I am clear?”
“Yes”, my voice comes out breathless.
“Should I continue?”, he asks again.
“Yes… please…”
Izhaan pulled back fully stepping down the bed, I felt his hand sliding up my thighs and stopping at my hips. He grabbed the waistband of my shorts, “Lift your hips up for me baby”.
I do as I’m told, I lift my hips up slowly as he dragged my shorts down, I closed my eyes as I felt goosebumps erupting on my legs. The shorts slide down from my hips to thighs and then eventually at the end of my feet. He gently lifts my one leg, to pull the shorts out and then another.
The cold breeze of ac rolled between my legs and I tried to close them instinctively. Before, I can close them Izhaan’s one hand braced the shin of both my legs as he parts them apart. “Don’t. Keep them open for me”, he says in a dangerously low voice.
He threw the shorts on the corner of the room, and then came to sit in between my legs on the bed. “You are soo fucking beautiful Noor”, he says as his tongue darts out to wet his lips. He leans down to press a kiss on my pelvic bone, as his hand cups my clit. He keeps caressing his hand, “Did you shaved for me?”
When he confessed his love for me, I had shaved the next morning itself. I knew this day isn’t far enough, and can come anytime soon. So, I had to be ready. I can’t be all hairy in front of him.
I squeeze my eyes shut, and my face goes up in flames as I managed a nod. I felt his hands stops to caress as he slaps me between my legs. I yelped as my eyes popped open.
“Eyes on me Noor and what did I say about using your words”, he growled.
“Yes…”, I gasped while making eyes contact with him. He cocks his one eyebrow at me, and I rushed to add, “Yes… I shaved for you”
“Good girl”, he compliments as a smile tugged on his lips. His thumb strokes the tiny bundle of nerves between my legs, causing a knot to build in my abdomen.
Still maintaining an eye contact with me, he moves down until he was kneeled down on the floor. Grabbing hold of both my legs he drags me down until I was on the corner of the bed. Lifting my legs on by one he throws them over his shoulder and pulled me closer.
I can feel his breath fanning over my clit. My thoughts come to stand still as Izhaan’s tongue licks through my folds. Oh God. A squeak escapes me, and I close my eyes with one hand. I can’t bear the shame that my husband is licking me down there. Probably eating me that’s what the correct term is. No body has ever done anything like this to me ever before.
His mouth latched on my clit with such intensity that my back arch off the mattress. My both hands come to thread my fingers through his hairs. “Ahh…”, I cry as I tried to close my legs. He groans and bite hard on my clit making me whimper in pain as my legs stops struggling and I crossed them across his neck.
Where, I was painfully embarrassed seconds ago, now I’m not even able to remember my freaking name as Izhaan devours me.
There isn’t even a tiniest bit of shame in him. He is no longer the person I know, the person who respect me. As much as he behaves outside the room with me, is he dominant in the bed.
He doesn’t hold back even one bit. There’s no gentleness and a ton of lust and desperation as his tongue keeps lapping my clit.
As If he’s starved all his life and he finally had his meal in front of me.
My fingers tighten in his hairs and for a moment I’m confused as hell that whether I should attempt to pull him back or draw him closer.
My muscles tense as his teeth tugs at my clit, slowly his hand slides up from my thighs as he started rolling both my nipples in them. I let go of the blanket I was clutching hard and hold his arms teasing my nipple.
His hand continues to torture my nipple, as he rolls them, pinches them hard enough to dig his nails in them while his mouth keeps sucking me down there. I keep turning my head on my sides, “Izhaann…”, I moaned loudly, shamelessly.
This is the very first time I’ve moaned his name.
His mouth unlatched as he lifts his head to look at me, “Say my name like that again and I’ll fuck you raw”
What?
His words don’t get through me clearly as he buries his face back in my legs, his tongue now licking around my opening before he thrust it inside. My nails dig in his hand which were teasing my nipples, as I curled inward and I felt my stomach tightening.
“I f-feel… something i-in my stomach”, I struggled to complete the sentence clearly as it was more of a moan than a normal sentence. I doubt, whether he was even able to understand it or not.
My eyebrows draw together, as whimper escapes me. Izhaan keeps thrusting his tongue inside me, as his nose keeps rubbing my clit while his hands are busy torturing my nipple. I am facing pure torture right now.
I can’t keep my hips on the mattress anymore and lift it rub against his mouth or nose or anything I can. The pleasure grows and grows, and before I know what happening pleasure seizes control over my body. I can think straight as overwhelming pleasure consumes me.
My eyes become heavy, and I my hips falls against the mattress. I feel utterly used and my body feels boneless. No matter how much I try to keep my eyes open I can’t. My grip loosens from his arms as sleep overcomes me.
“God! You’re too fucking beautiful when you come on my mouth”, was the last thing that fells on my ear before my eyes closed.
IZHAAN’S POV:-
I keep licking her cum off her inner thighs like a man who’s starved for food for years. She’s so fucking tasty, like cherry and strawberry.
I pulled back after licking the last stain on cum from her clit, and made my mind I want to eat her again. I stood up from the ground, as her limbs falls from my shoulder lifelessly, and my eyes widen as I saw her eyes closed and head turned on her left side.
No.
It can’t be what I think it is.
I sat on the bed beside her and started tapping her cheeks gently. Her head lolled in my grip as she don’t answer.
“Noor”, my voice comes out urgent.
Nothing.
No answer.
“You can’t pass out on me like this, baby. Open your eyes. You got your share of pleasure what about mine. I’m still hard. I just wanted you to get ready before you take me, not to pas out on me!”, I murmur my voice breaking.
Still nothing.
Shaking my head I got up from the bed, and stood in front of her. Tears prick at the corner of my eyes but I blinked them fast, as the realization sinks in.
SHE JUST PASSED OUT ON ME.
I sniffle and then wipe my nose with the back of my hand.
WITHOUT GIVING ME MY SHARE OF PLEASURESHE PASSED OUT.
Walking towards the washroom, I opened the drawer and pulled out a white towel. Opening the sink, I let the warm water wet the towel in my hands. Twisting it I remove the excess water, before walking inside the room again.
I sat on the bed beside her and gently started cleaning in between her legs. The moment the warm towel comes in contact with her clit she whimpers in her sleep but doesn’t wake up.
You did no god to me; Noor and I’m going to remember it forever.
Once, she was cleaned I gather her in my arms and carefully put her on the couch. Walking back in the walk-in closet I brought new sheets. Pulling out the old sheets and covered the bed with a new one. I glance over my shoulder, at her naked body lying on the couch mocking about my situation.
I lift her and put her on the bed again, not caring to put even a single piece of cloth on her body. Pulling the blankets on both our bodies, I cover us and pull her close to me. She instantly buries her face in my chest and sighed in content.
Obviously, she’s content she got what she wanted but I didn’t.
I stare at her innocent little face hiding the devil behind the mask for a second before an idea clicks in my mind. Lowering myself a little so that my eyes are on her breasts level, I latched on her.
God! Her tits are so perfect.
My eyes dart to her other rosy pink nipple staring at me asking for attention. Lifting my hand, I massaged her another breast in palm, while rubbing my thumb on it. The nipple becomes taut hard standing straight, ready to be sucked on. A smirk curved on my lips. Her body still remembers my touch in the sleep, as well.
I keep sucking and nipping on her nipple, before latching on the another one to give it the same attention. I don’t remember when sleep overcome me, as my mouth still kept sucking slowly but didn’t let go.
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B L U R B (next chapter)
I clutched the sheets tightly around my body, as my knuckled turned white. “Izhaan… talk to me. Why are you ignoring me?”
He walked past me towards the couch, taking his shoes from the corner of the room, he sat on the bed and started wearing them.
Is It about the rules I made last night before we got intimate. Not exactly intimate, but like the moment we had.Is he mad about that?
I walked toward the bed and stood right in front of him. “Is it about the rules I made last night before we got intimate? Do you regret agreeing those rules?”, I asked and my voice broke till the time I completed the sentence. My heart was thudding loudly; I wasn’t ready to hear his answer. What if he says yes? I don’t think I’ll ever be able to give him that kind of pleasure.
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