Woman only brings out her wild side infront of her favorite man

-Lekha

She fluttered her eyes like a puppy who needed affection. Her round doe eyes looked enchanting enough to hypnotize me into her  manipulation.

If her manipulation meant her hands all over me while I laid on the bed i would allow her to manipulate my every cell, every move, every breathe. It was scary how strong her hold was on me.

She came back with a copper bowl filled with some black paste, smiling shyly at me, she raked her eyes on my upper body. I looked at her and she looked back at me, narrowing her eyes she pointed towards the  upper garment I was wearing.

Oh HELL YES!!!! I grinned at my little rose, clutching the opening buttons which rested on middle of my chest, I hooked my fingers on parallel sides of the opening and in a swift motion, the cotton fabric was divided into two different clothes.

I just tore my kurta into two parts in excitement. She gasped in horror stumbling back a little, her eyes wide in shock staring at the piece of clothing which was now divided into two parts. Well, that was not important,  my little rose was.

"You tore your kurta?" She asked picking one of the parts of the clothing in her hand. I rolled my eyes laying straight on the bed, with my arms down my head.

"I will tear my chest for you, my little rose. You just have to ask!" I replied sweetly blowing a kiss in her direction. Red hues covered her cheeks as she glanced at the kurta and then at me. Then her eyes slowly darted down, her chest heaved as she greedily gasped for air.

I frowned  looking at her flushed state, my eyes followed her direction and a smirk formed on my face. She was looking at my chest, a very naked chest.

With the smirk resting on my face, I sat on the bed, my face tilted towards her as she looked down at me. Slowly I held her wrist in my left hand and pulled her down on the bed. She clutched the bowl closer to her chest saving the bowl as her life deepened on it. I don't understand what's so important in that bowl. Out of curiosity I peeked in the bowl, it was just a thick paste of something black.

"What the hell is this?" I asked her pulling the bowl out of her hands. Her eyes narrowed in fear as she pulled the bowl back. I pouted pulling it again towards him, she pulled it back again. We both started pulling the bowl towards each other, fighting like kids.

Well that was my nature, but surprisingly not hers. Maybe she was getting colored in my love. I was rubbing off her.

"Leave the bowl" She stated glaring at me. I shook my head in denial, tightening my hold on the bowl. She gritted her teeth in anger, closing her eyes I saw her puffing her cheeks in and out. The moment she opened her eyes, I smiled but it lasted for a second before she pushed me back on the bed with the bowl, standing up from the bed. She rolled her eyes in annoyance, slamming her foot like a stubborn kid on the ground.

"I know why are you doing this!" She stated placing her hands on her hips. Her eyes firm in accusation, appearing she was on a mission.

"and why? Please enlighten me, my little rose" i asked her holding the bowl firmly on my chest.

"Because you don't want to marry me! "

"That's not true!" I retorted immediately standing on my feet infront of her. She rolled her eyes, puffing her chest out. I gulped inaudibly looking at her innocent action wjixh was highly seductive. I kept the bowl on the side table before shaking the unholy thoughts away.

"Look here, up in my eyes " I whispered making her face me by holding her shoulders. She moved her head to the left, not sparing a single glance at me. I traced my index finger on her cheek which was facing me, moving it down slowly, tapping the finger on her chin twice I slowly lifted her chin to meet my eyes.

"Don't talk to me sweetly, I know your games. " She whispered playing with the ends of her veil.

"I am not playing any game. I am just a pawn in your game, my little rose. Move me, bend me, use me however you wish" I continued trailing my index finger on her soft skin. 

I would really allow her to do anything with me, she can do anything to me and I won't complain. I would love to get played by her,
She could be the coach and I would just be her favorite player.

"I told you to stop talking so sweetly, your words don't match your actions at all. " She replied taking my hand in her softer ones. I smiled feeling her softness against my skin, her words went deaf into my ears as I felt her moving my hand near her lips. A smile formed on my lips, waiting for her to touch my hand with her lips.

My breathe hitched in my throat and I forgot how to breathe, I stopped everything just to witness her kissing my knuckles willingly. I would die for this to happen.

It felt like everything started to pace slower, she moved my hand slowly towards her lips, holding my three fingers in hers, she parted her lips innocently, I hooked my breathe in air, waiting for her to just do the deed. I could bet I was all red in anticipation.

Moving my fingers deeper into her mouth, she grazed the sharpness of her teeth on them and in other second I felt pain shooting in my body.

I tried to pull my hand out of her month but more I tried to get it out more she pressed her teeth deeper into them. I gasped in pain looking at the woman who smiled pulling her face away from my fingers. Finally being out of the grip of her teeth, I jerked my hand continously trying to ease my pain.

"What do you want woman?" I asked her pain evident in my voice. Puffing her chest, indicating her goal she pointed her finger at me and then at the couch lying in the middle of the room.

"You want me there?" I asked her, putting my injured fingers in my mouth. I sucked them softly trying to ease the pain, she nodded, her lips pressed together in a firm expression. I groaned like a kid, sliding my legs towards the couch. Like a dead fish in the Lake, I slumped myself on the couch, my chin rested on the edge of the couch, as I continued sucking and sulking in my misery.

"Do you know what?" I started saying moving up on the couch to sit on it, she turned around to look at me when my eyes fell on the bowl, the damn bowl. I groaned pouting at her who glared pointing at the edge of the couch.

"Lie down" She whispered moving towards me. I nodded opening my mouth but a single glare from her make me sad. I slumped down on the couch, flexing my back muscles.

A deep breathing sound resonated from behind and at that moment a devilish thought crossed my mind. My naked chest, her soft hands, a paste in her hands equals to heaven.

"I am so excited. " I murmured.

"You taste so sweet, my little rose" I said turning sideways,  looking at her as she applied the paste on her Palms. Her beautiful face held a frown as she tried understanding what I said to her.

"How do you know how I taste?" Her innocent question ignited sparks in my body. How badly I wanted to taint her innocence with my evil thoughts.

It was always fun to spoil the good ones.

"Well, I wanted to taste you directly. But the fingers are fine too. " I said waving the three fingers at her face and then sensously putting them in my mouth, her eyes followed My movements. I slowly sucked the fingers, not breaking any eye contact with her. Her nose flared in anticipation as she followed my actions.

"What- what are you doing?" She asked totally curious of my actions. I smirked removing my fingers and then holding her face from the other hand. She gasped in fright as my rough hands came in contact with her soft cheeks, slowly parting her lips I pushed my fingers into her mouth, my Saliva dipped fingers entered her mouth, and it got dipped into her own.

"Like this" I said removing my hand out of her mouth, waving them infront of her eyes, I showed her my fingers which were glistening in her and mine Saliva.

"You are so gross. Who does that!" She muttered pushing me on the couch. I smirked blowing a kiss at her which made her cheek tingle in blush.

"If you think this is gross-" I said waving my fingers at her face.

"Then what will happen when my mouth get tingles with your juices, my little rose. That would be such an erotic sight to witness. "

"I don't have any juices??" She said holding my three fingers in her hand. The black paste which was applied on her Palms got on my hands.

"Oh, I will die one day from your innocence. But-" I said grinning at her, pushing my face towards her face our nose brushing against each other.

"You can choke me with your innocence I swear I will not complain. " I  wriggled my eye brows at her suggesting what I was implying. Her being herself, pushed me back by her forehead making me grin harder in return.

"I don't want to choke you, do you want to be my husband or not? If you become my husband then why would I try to kill you?" She asked me her brows scrunched together in confusion.

"I would love to be choked between your thighs, while I suck you down with my face dip in your southern lips, my little rose" I whispered placing my lips on her soft ones, a gasp left her lips as she placed her hands on my face.

She colored me with the black paste unknowingly but I was already colored in her love.

I loved canvas because I had a hobby of painting but for her I would love for her to be my canvas.

A exotic image of me moving my brushes against her white milky skin pictured in my imagination, I wanted to design patterns on her skin of my art while I tainted her in my love. If heaven did exist in this world, that would be my heaven.

Her finger tips dig deeper into my face as I pressed on her lips harder, pinching her arm softly I triggered her to part her lips. She moaned softly, making me slide my tongue into her mouth.

The direct taste of her plump lips was more alluring than the indirect ones. I bet she tasted better down there. But baby steps, baby steps meglos.

I wanted her as my wife, and I would take her as my wife.

Her hand slid down my face to my neck and then on my naked chest. Holding my waist into her loose hold, she willingly allowed me to devour her. I trailed kisses on her lips numerous times after breaking the long kiss.

"I can die kissing you" I muttered feathering her waist slightly. My index finger rubbed her navel making her wriggle in stimulation.

"Your, your majesty " She whispered trying to push me back slightly. But I was addicted, addicted to her mere presence, addicted to her risen chest and the image of her all aroused with just a kiss embedded in my brain like a tattoo.

"What, my little rose?" I asked angling my face parallel to hers, she had her eyes in daze her nose red while her cheeks puffed. She looked so cute. I placed a soft kiss on her nose, making her blush in return.

"I would die to see you blush in my presence. " I whispered trailing my index finger on her cheek, pulling the string of her nose ring slowly.

"You die too much for me. " She replied placing her hands on my shoulders, moving them on my arms and then back to valley of neck I saw her massaging me.  I stopped her in middle, clasping her hands in mine. She frowned looking at me, pulling her hands back.

"You don't have to do this" I suggested puckering my lips to kiss her again only for her place the palm which was dipped in the black paste on my mouth.

And that moment made all her sweet taste turn into bitter one. What the hell was this paste made up of!!!

"Eww, what are you applying on me? This tastes terrible. " I made a disgusting face trying to allure her in my charms.

"Yes because this is not for eating, it's for massage. And I want to massage you. Now turn back and let me otherwise I won't marry you!" She threatened me, dipping her hands again in that awful tasting paste. Rubbing her Palms twice she ushered me to lie on my back.

The threat was too serious which made me obligated to her every demand. I laid on my stomach as she rubbed her soft hands on my back. I won't lie it felt amazing, her soft hands rubbing on my back, made me relax.

I breathed deeply, lying comfortably on my stomach while my head rested on my arms. Slowly, I felt my nerves relaxing and my breathing evened as sleep took over me.

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