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MATURE CONTENT AHEAD!!

AARAN RUSSO

Ranvi Shekhawat is an insane woman. Not only did she satisfy herself by tying me up but also fucking tied my eyes so I don't get a glimpse of her. I felt her riding my dick, rubbing her on my leg and almost making me cum like a fucking teenager who has just hit puberty.

My fingers are working on getting rid of the knots and my ears are fucking hearing her moans and curse—fuck I want to fucking see her, hear her, taste her—Ever since Ranvi recalled a piece of her childhood, she stopped eating the way she used to and had to meet her doctor.

Condescending how she needed time to heal, I decided to lock the beast inside me away from her. Sometimes when she would walk inside the training hall wearing a translucent white shirt, with a couple of buttons undone to flaunt her tits and I would end up with a boner, the beast inside me which I said I locked would suddenly appear and fuck her. I felt her cunt once in the past month and then after I realised that maybe I should get a grip on myself but at the same time I couldn't let her be undone. Hence, I would give a nipple play even though she would crave for more.

But now, it feels as if I should fulfil her desire. “Fuck, Ranvi.” I groaned, the moment I felt her rubbing herself again on my leg.

“I will, Aaran. I will fuck myself either with my fingers or maybe the vibrator. Maybe I should go back to my room and complete the task but that won't be fun. Right?” Just a little more, Ocean. Once I am done getting rid of this rope, I am not gonna let this slide.

“Hold on, should I moan your name or—”

“I dare you, complete the sentence and I will eat the life out of you.” I wiggled to get rid of the ropes and the black screen in front of my eyes added fuel to my wrath.

“Maybe I should moan my crush's name from my university. I had a crush on him when I was in my first year.” First year? I am gonna make him disappear too. Or maybe fuck her right in front of his eyes so she knows who fucking owns her and then kill that motherfucker.

“Oh my god…ahhh.” She moaned again and again..as I could feel the table beneath my feet shaking. “Fuckkk..ohh.” Finally, I got rid of the ropes but to be honest I want to see what exactly she is doing.

“Aaran..ahhh. Never knew…ahhh, I can love a..v-vibrator too…ohh.” The bra that she tied across my eyes slowly slipped down pooling on my lap and my eyes met with her body. The moment our eyes collide, she spreads her legs giving me a perfect view of her dripping cunt.

“Aaran..I am close..gonna ask you again. Should I moan your name or my crush’s?” Making me jealous right? It's not going to work. I saw how she dropped her head, her eyes closed and her lips parted as she was a moaning mess which is an indication that she’s close. I grabbed her bra that was lying on my lap and I slowly got up, wrapped the towel around my waist and picked up her phone via which she was controlling the speed of her vibrator.

“Maybe my crush’s…” With that, I turned off the vibrator grabbing her attention and making sure she didn't bring the orgasam to herself as I say.

“Time over, Tesoro.” her eyes widened as she looked at me with an excitement all across her face because yes, she was craving for it. She quickly stands on her feet, ready to run when I grab her wrist and spun her pulling her closer to me.

Her back hit my chest and I could feel the rise and fall of her chest. “After this show, you are not supposed to leave like this, Ocean.”

“Aww and what are you going to do?” She asked seductively, grinding her ass on my boner. I lean a little towards her, taking her earlobe in my hostage as I whisper. “I believe in actions more than words, Ocean. And your actions were clear.” I licked her earlobe.

“Your actions say you loved my little show.” She held my hand which was resting on her belly, her fingers playing with my knuckles. “My future actions might not agree with your words.” I slid my hand to her inner thighs, brushing my knuckles on her folds which did nothing but send blood straight to my dick. She feels so fucking good. I fucking want to feel her, taste her, own her. Pulling out the useless vibrator I threw it somewhere in the room as she spoke.

“Why did you do that? At least it was doing its job unlike you leaving me on edge.” I grabbed her waist harshly, spinning her around so her front was pressed to mine. “Is that the reason why you have been going all the way out to grab my attention? Getting most revealing clothes that will barely hides these beautiful fucking tits? Tying me up so you can make me absolutely crazy and end up getting smacked?” I paused, grabbing her inner thighs, lifting her leg and wrapping it around mine so I could get access to her pussy.

“Your ass that fucking wants me to smack them until they turn red?” I asked spanking her wet pussy twice as a moan slipped her mouth. “Do you hear it, Tesoro? Your arousal?” Ranvi has a lot of weak points, getting spanked is one of them. It turns her hot. Sometimes she ends up with an orgasm just by a few spanks. “Y-yes, please.”

“You don't get to touch yourself and moan another man’s name, Ocean.” spank*

“And what if I touch myself?” She asked innocently, her breath turns heavy and the fact that she is enjoying her time playing with fire is insane. Only she can do this, only she can play with fire as if she was born in it and it makes me smile like an idiot. At this point, this woman wants me as much as I fucking want her.

Spank* “Then I will eat your pussy again, like I will do today. I will fuck you hard.” I wrapped her other leg around my torso removing the towel around my waist. She wrapped her hands around my neck as I slowly brushed the crown of my cock across her folds. “Aaran..”

“Hm?”

“Should I moan your name or my crush's, tell—” I didn't let her complete the sentence as I thrust inside her in a ruthless way. “Aahh..Aaran!” She screamed.

“Yes, this…is it, scream my name. No other fucker is allowed to breathe near you. Do you fucking hear me? Feel the taste of my name on your lips, that's the only name you will fucking moan in your life.” I continued thrusting in and out, increasing my rhythm exactly how she likes. Raw and rough.

Her nails draw a painting on my back but if it helps her, she can draw my blood too. I took a few steps towards the wall still thrusting inside her. “Your cunt must have missed me, look it's so…tight.” She moaned before speaking. “Oh myy god..Don’t tell me you are going to fuck me against a wall.”

“Exactly what I am going to do.” My balls hit her ass and I pulled out of her leaving the crown of my cock inside. “You okay?” I asked and she nodded. “Would be better if you keep thrusting at…me.” I dive back inside her.

A moan slipped her mouth and I love how fucking sensitive she is. “You love when I fuck you to oblivion? When you feel me deep inside you? Hm?” I asked, grabbing her waist hard that I know it's gonna leave marks. “Yes..” Ranvi hides her face in the crook of my neck. This word leaves her mouth like a moan and it only adds fuel to my condition and I find myself going hard on her but making sure she isn't uncomfortable. “Fuck..” I groaned.

“Look at me, Ocean. Look at me when I am finally claiming you again.” She did, she slowly broke the connection between her face and my neck as she lifted her face and looked at me. Tears are streaming down her eyes, her cheeks are red and her lips are craving to be devoted. I should be punishing her but here I am thinking of kissing her.

“Kiss me.” She spoke and I placed my lips on her, eating her lips as if this is the last time I am going to kiss her. I slapped her ass and she moaned making me slide my tongue inside her and explore her mouth. I do this every time and yet it feels so fucking new. Grabbing her waist, I grind her more against my cock and could hear her moan.

The louder she moaned, the harder I fucked her.

The harder I fucked her, the harder she would scratch my back.

Her walls clenched the moment I hit her sensitive spot and I knew she was closer so I hit her spot again and she cum with a moan in my mouth. Removing my lips from her, I let her get access to the air while I slid my lips to her neck, sucking her neck and leaving my marks.

“Aaran…oh..” After a few more thrusts, I was close. So I pulled out walking towards the bed, throwing her on it. Ranvi bounced on it, her pink nipples looking at me for mercy, to ease its pain but I will come to it later on. Grabbing my cock, I squeezed it a little thinking of her hand and brought it closer to her chest as I cum across her nipples.

“You look perfect, Ocean.” I spoke, leaning a bit and grabbed her tit in my hand squeezing it as she moaned again. “Your sensitive nipples will drive me nuts, Tesoro.” I pinched them as she clenched the bedsheet. Her head dropped as pleasure took over her. “Yes..just..like that.” I kept on squeezing her tit, flipping her nipple and pinching it.

“Oh my god, Aaran..I think..um.I am gonna cum.” I grabbed her other tit, repeating the action and moving my fingers towards her folds. “You want to?”

“Please,” I circled her clit, before pinching it. “Aaran…ahh..” She was hit by another wave of orgasm. Ranvi’s chest rises and falls as I keep looking at her. Her face is covered with sweat, her juice on my fingers, her lips are swollen and yet she is looking at me with her addictive eyes, begging for more.

The bed lowered a bit because of my weight as I got to sit in between her legs. “Are you going to tie me?” As much as I want to punish her for the fucking act, I also want to make her feel good. No punishment but to feel me inside her like I am a part of her soul. “Do you want me to?” She shook her head once.

“Then grab the headboard, Ocean.” With that, I grabbed a pillow. “lift yourself.” Ranvi did what she was asked to and I kept a pillow beneath her back. “As I mentioned earlier, complete the sentence and I will eat you. To my surprise you did, you fucking challenge me and now–” I paused, placing her legs on my shoulder and grabbed her waist to fix the position. “-i am going to eat this pussy of yours. Then fill this cunt with my cum and repeat this all over again.”

Ranvi bent my walls for herself, she walked into it. Got her place and now no way she is going back. I looked at her and didn't miss the smirk on her face. “If you want me to stop, simply say.” She nodded, grabbing the headboard tightly as I dived inside.

RANVI SHEKHAWAT

My knuckles must have gone white. Apart from the pain in my palm all I feel is his tongue on my folds, he licked me and sucked me like I am his favourite meal. Holy fuck. Soon I felt him thrusting his tongue inside me, curling it and driving me nuts while his grip on my thighs are intense, the way he continues to brush his fingers on my inner thighs has the capability to make me wet.

No way. No fucking way I am so close that too this early. I just had an orgasam with a barely nipple play. Since when I did become so sensitive? I know my nipples are always sensitive but this?

He continued eating me until a voice I didn't think belonged to me reached my ears. “I think I am close.”

“Then go ahead, cum on my tongue…also, grab the phone from your left and click a photograph.” He speaks and thrusts his tongue again.

“Why..ahh..” My nails claw on the headboard.

“To remind yourself that if you think about making me jealous by pulling out an unnecessary stunt, I am going to eat you like this.” The orgasam hit me and I found myself shaking and trembling. Fuck this was good.

Aaran made me hit orgasam twice and licked me clean, yep he did and when I closed my eyes to breathe, suddenly he thrust inside me making me jump a little. I opened my eyes only to see him sweating and thrusting.

“I thought you were done. Damn your stamina..Ah.”

Aaran fucked me twice, made me cum I don't know how many times and eat me until I stopped feeling myself. I was sore—like I never was but he did clean me.

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After cleaning me with a warm towel, I wrapped my arms around him as he carried me to the bathroom. Even if Aaran is sweating he is actually sexy, not sexy—beautiful. He holds a beauty that can't be defined through words. One can feel his beauty but can't describe it. Aaran tried to put me into the bathtub he filled with warm water but I tightened my hold around his neck.

“What?” Aaran asked, lowering his gaze to look at me as I say. “Would you mind if I ask you to share a bath together?” He nodded a little and I let go of him, standing on my feet and a strong pain hit me making me scramble on my step. A grip on my upper arm held me as Aaran wrapped a protective hand around my waist before shaking his head before he lifted me and placed me in the bathtub filled with bubbles.

The moment my body kissed the warm water, goosebumps erupted on my skin as I lifted my face to look at Aaran who stepped out of his boxers and slowly stepped into the bathtub. Behind me. I was sitting in between his legs, my head lying on his chest. “When I was in first year—I was forced to attend a motivational lecture. Everyone got dressed up pretty looking like they were going to prom, I remember wearing my 19th birthday outfit. Then came my crush, I got a crush on the man who was giving a speech with a smile across his face.” I paused, lifting my hand in the air as water slipped down my hold.

“My crush—it was you Aaran, it has always been you. I enjoyed teasing you.” I chuckled. Don't ever push me back, Aaran. Not today, not tomorrow, not the day after. Allow me to hold you closer.

I have missed this all but that doesn't mean last month was bad because we didn't share our crazy sexual desires. In fact, I believe last month was the turning point in our relationship. The way we would sit together and continue to work, something I would laugh at the crazy jokes Killian texted me and Aaran would glare at me. That was fun too.

We would drink coffee, that training, and yes, he even brought me brownies with extra choco chips. I love that so sometimes I would try to bribe Amara to reveal his favourite food and she would never do that.

“I already knew you had a crush on me.” I turned myself a little so I could look at him. “How so?”

“Guessed.” I shook my head refusing to believe. “You’re lying. Tell you you are.” A smile curled his lips as he touched the bridge of my nose. “I am not. I know you had a crush on me.”

“How?”

“Remember your birthday night, you told me you had a crush on me while you were asleep.” Damn, I hate myself for talking like an idiot. “I will also find something about you and then have fun with the help of your friends.”

“Nor Andrew nor Asher knows things worth fun, Ocean.”

“Then maybe other friends?”

“I don't have other friends.”

“Not even one?” He shook his head. “Is it perhaps because you isolated yourself from everyone?” A muscle tightened around his jaw as if he recalled something he shouldn't. “I am sorry, I shouldn't have asked you.” I kept my head on his heart, hearing his heartbeat.

“I really.. don't have things to share. I used to go to school like other kids but my life was different than theirs. They used to run towards their guardian while I—used to run away from my guardian.” Aaran doesn't really talk about himself but he is trying to open up. This is the second time in one month he is talking to me about his childhood.

His childhood is painful. I heard how he was locked up in a building because he made a tiny mistake that was to go against his uncle's word. I didn’t cry in front of him, condescending that he might stop talking to me about his childhood. But I did cry in my room that day, I cried as if I won't breathe again.

And the fact that he went through so much and yet There is no emotion in his tone while he talks about it makes me realise how much he actually went through. “Uncle would wimp me sometimes because I wasn't really good at accepting his command. He wanted to make me strong.”

“Do you—hate your uncle?” The moment these words slipped my mouth I regretted it. “No, I don't hate him. Because at the end he was there for me when I needed my parents. When my parents left me right after Sia died, Uncle was there for me no matter it broke me that time—but I am strong today.” My eyes blurred because of the tears.

“I hate your parents.” I whispered and lifted my face to look at him when he half smiled. “Your uncle used to wimp you, tortured you for something you didn't even do..and yet you don't hate him. What are you Aaran? That big mark on your back—is it because of your uncle?”

He stayed quiet and I saw how he gulped the lump. “Enough questions for today.” and proceeded to stand up when I held his hand. “Aaran…please.”

He didn't utter a word as he slipped out of the bathtub. Maybe I did wrong, I shouldn't have pushed him..I should allow him time to open up himself.

First time tried writing smut from male's pov. It's actually hard (not lying) 😮‍💨