43. Innocent Lollipop
After Vansh had left, and I settled down to read one of my favorite novels, a recent release called 'Show Me Sensei.' The pages captured my attention as I immersed myself in the story, my mind temporarily transported into the world of the book.
As I continued to read, a small smile tugged at the corners of my lips.
I couldn't help but silently admit to myself that this was my fourth time immersing myself in the world of 'Show Me Sensei,' and for the first time, I was experiencing it in a physical book.
The words on the pages held a special significance, making this reading experience even more enjoyable.
The sound of the door opening in the dead of night broke the silence, instantly catching my attention. My heart skipped a beat as I froze, listening intently to any further sounds that might indicate who had entered the room.
My eyes caught sight of Vansh as he entered the room, a displeased expression etched on his face. He exuded an air of irritation, his body language and the furrowed brow indicating that he might be upset about something.
Vansh approached the bed and settled down beside me, his movements deliberate. He gently placed my novel on the night stand before turning his gaze towards me, his expression still conveying a hint of annoyance.
His unexpected action caught me off guard. In a swift motion, he enveloped me in a tight hug, his face buried in my hair and neck, inhaling my scent deeply. The sudden affection was intense and unexpected, causing my heart to skip a beat.
My voice was hushed as I inquired, "Kuch hua h kya?"" His response was silence, his embrace tightened upon my question, his face still buried in my hair, taking in deep breaths.
(Something happened?)
I reciprocated the embrace, wrapping my arms around him and pulling him closer. With a gentle nudge, I repeated my question. "Please, say something." I pleaded quietly, my concern for him growing.
"Vansh" he mumbled into my ear, his voice barely audible. I strained to hear his words, leaning closer as I asked, "What?"
"Say my name ..jaan" his demand for me to say his name sent a shiver down my spine. "Vansh," I whispered, but barely got the word out before his lips were on mine, capturing them in a heated and intense kiss.
I caught my breath for a moment after the kiss, my heart still racing. I could feel Vansh's forehead resting against mine, his breathing labored. I mustered the question, my voice slightly shaky "What happened? Tell me."
"An important file and a chip was stolen from my office of the mansion" he finally broke the silence, his voice still tinged with irritation as he revealed that an important file and a chip had been stolen from his office at the mansion.
The news surprised me, and I quickly asked, "Who could have taken them? "
"Abhi pata nhi lekin...pata lag jaega" He assured me that he would find out who was responsible, and I nodded in response.
A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips as he mentioned my taste, his voice suddenly changing tone.
"By the way," he said, "I have to say, you taste like sweet candy.
Were you eating candy?" I couldn't help but giggle softly, amused by the abrupt change in topic
(I don't know yet but... I will find out)
I confirmed his guess with a nod, admitting that I had been eating a lollipop.
"Yes, a lollipop," I confirmed, unable to hold back a small laugh as Vansh continued with a thoughtful "hmm.
..do you have more lollipop?" he inquired if I had any more lollipops, I couldn't help but burst into a fit of giggles, finding the situation amusing.
"What? Why are laughing?" He asked pulling me impossibly close by my waist. His grip on my waist tightened in response to my attempt to dismiss the question, and I immediately changed my answer, the words catching in my throat.
I could feel the intensity of his grip, a clear warning not to lie.
"Nothing.. um.. you and lollipop just don't fit in the same sentence," I managed to say, a mix of sheepishness and anticipation in my voice.
"Hmm....i never eat lollipop but now.
..i want but in my way" he said. I could feel a shiver run down my spine as he spoke, his tone low and suggestive.
He mentioned that he had never eaten a lollipop before, but he wanted one now, but in his way.
I followed his lead, reaching out to the nightstand and pulling open the drawer, where I found a lollipop.
I gripped it in my hand, suddenly feeling self-conscious under his smoldering gaze.
A soft yelp escaped my lips when he suddenly touched me, the sensation taking me by surprise.
I could barely form coherent words as I asked him what he was doing, my voice filled with a mixture of shock and pleasure.
"Ah, Vansh, what are you doing?" I moaned, my body responding to his touch as he cupped me through the thin fabric of my pajama.
A wave of surprise washed over me as he pulled my pants down in one swift motion, revealing that I wasn't wearing any panties. I felt my back press against the headboard as he gently pushed me. I felt exposed and vulnerable under his intense gaze.
He seductively licks the lollipop then push it inside my vagina. My heart beat races incredibly. He twirl it making me moan. I gripped his hairs tightly. Then add his finger, his other hand moved inside my kurti and I was not wearing my bra.
He gripped my breast making me moan "aah!
Vansh" he groans, He adds another finger inside and then starts fucking me with his two fingers and lollipop.
I was a trembling and panting mess, overwhelmed by the combination of sensations.
The sweetness of the lollipop and the wetness between my legs created an intense feeling.
I gripped his hairs tightly as he latches on my breast after pushing my kurti up.
He started nibbling and sucking while fucking me with the lollipop and his fingers.
I could feel a tight, burning sensation building in my belly.
The pleasure was almost unbearable as I squirmed and moaned, on the verge of losing control
I licks my breast valley, then smashing his lips on mine. 'vansh - i-i" i moans trying to complete my sentence "yes jaan yes cum, cum on my hand " and that's it took me to cum all over his hand moaning his name.
Slowly he pulled out the lollipop that was dripping of my cum. He licks it still looking at me. He throws that lollipop somewhere after licking it and again smashed his lips on me.
I don't know from where I got that confidence that My hands moved on their own to unbutton his shirt, as if possessed by a need to feel his skin, the need for closeness overpowering. I was acting a little bolder than usual, driven by a combination of desire and confidence
From today onwards i don't think that lollipop, once a simple treat, had taken on an entirely different meaning. Its purpose was no longer just for eating, but instead to bring pleasure and to drive me to the brink of ecstasy