Dhairya gets on her bed, her gaze drifts towards Rudransh--- as if she's expecting him to stop her but there is no reflection in his eyes---of leaving her.
Her hairs falls--- cascading down before she ties them into a bun with a clip.
A deep exhale escapes her mouth, as she sits on her all fours--- her posture is straight, stable. While, A victorious, smirk curl up near the corners of Rudransh's lips.
The seduction curve of her waist adding a subtle aura to her---making her look more irresistible--- as if she has been sculpted by the goddess of ethereal beauty.
Rudransh steps forward, until she's caged between the possessive wrath of his chiseled arms. His chin resting over her shoulder.
As his face enters the crook of her neck, Dhairya's eyes shuts off with a sudden pull of the intensity---growing between them with a different pace.
But, the moment doesn't last longer, Rudransh finds something odd---something unacceptable around her neckline--- her mangalsutra.
A deep growl liberates through him, ''Still wearing this?'', his voice dripping with mockery, a smirk curl up near the corners of his lips.
Dhairya feels herself getting into a sudden rush--- as if she has opted a huge mistake,''No... Yes, I was about to remove it'', she mutters under her breathe, her fingers--- curling at the locket of her mangalsutra.
Rudransh's grip tightens around her waist, he wants to stick with her in every way possible, he says, his chin resting over her shoulder,''You didn't forget him, right? Even after that night, we spend together. But, I will make sure you that after today, you will forget every memory related to him''.
A soft smile tugs around her lips, as she says, exhaling a deep breath,
''I hope so---''
He leans down again, pulling her closure, his fingers wrapping around her throat---- an act of claim, pure possession.
He starts to leave soft touches of his ---untouched lips, on her neck, Dhairya's breathe hitches, her thighs sticks together--- a control pulls over her.
His teeth finds their way to her mangalsutra, with a sudden pull on it--- the beads of it shatters--- each beads falling lifelessly on the sheet.
The unspoken weigh of it eases--- her heartbeats stops for a moment, making clueless of his sudden act but, something deeper urges into her mind that--- he hates when she wears someone else's name on her neck, he hates when someone else is around her, he hates if talks about anyone else, he hates it---when there's someone else between them--no matter what's the reason!
He hates the air---she breathes in---as it lingers on every inch of her--- externally and internally--- because he's not only jealous---he's also unconditionally, undeniably in love with her .
As the mangalsutra tear apart, a smirk--- filled with triumph lingers at the corners of Rudransh's lips.
He didn't do anything, but eventually---he won!
He whispers near her ears, as his warm, comforting breathe hits her skin, making her thighs clench together,''You are out of this shit, Sunspark''.
She turns around, facing him, sitting on her knees, her fingers curling at the edge of his collar,''I have ended everything with him---emotionally, physically but I only need to sign those papers''.
A victorious smile tug on his face,
''You know? How much beautiful are you? No right? Let me tell you, Sunspark'', he pulls her closure enough to--- inhale the soft fragrance of her body.
He mutters under his breathe,''Turn around'', expressions are turning into something---danger, threatening---as if it is beyond love.
She does exactly what he says, leaving no room for his words again.
His hands finds its way---underneath her maxi dress--- a gentle touch strikes up her untold desires as his fingers holds her soft flesh before pulling down her cotton panties.
Dhairya leans forward, her elbows resting on the cotton bedsheet, her back perfectly arched---as if unknowingly,wanting his attention. He pushes her maxi until her ass and back is displayed infront of his eyes.
The breasts are pointing downward, the mere cloth---barely holding onto them , her waist to toes region is completely naked--- every inch of her, attracting Rudransh like a pull of magnet.
He gives a tight slap on her ass cheek, a moan of pain and pleasure escapes her lips, as the back arched---wanting more of it.
Rudransh stand up, pulling her near the edge of the bed, her fingers clutches around the white sheet---as if seeking support from it.
A deep growl liberates through his mouth,''Show me your pussy, Sunspark'', the words feels like a clear message to her---making her limbs weightless for a moment, as they tremble softly under his presence behind her bare back.
She leans forward--- her body arching, with every stretch--- complementing her looks even more.
Her eyes shuts under his gaze--- an act of pure submission. His fingers trails down---searching for that specific region, he wants to praise and devote.
His fingers stops, when it reaches her bare,drenched core. He fingers, circling around it--- her lips--- wet, swollen---attaches together, suppressing the moans.
His two fingers enters her hole---teasing her gently, before, they start to hit the deepest spots of her core--- her palms, clutching around her sheet.
Rudransh's eyes flickers with a deep satisfaction--- looking at her current state,''Don't hold yourself, try to open up, feel my touches'', he whispers into her ears, leaning against her shoulder.
She lets out a soft moan, losing herself around his fingers--- his thrust grows deeper--- turning her to the edge but before, she can cum, he pulls out, leaving her--- unsatisfied, unfulfilled.
A look of confusion stirs through her as she looks around with a hope ---wanting more him---more of his forbidden touches.
The arousal--- sparkling on his face disappears, leaving no traces of it, he mutters,''What Sunspark? Remember, how did you make me feel worried about you? How did you leave me that morning---while I was craving for you like a secret lover?'', his fingertips ---moving around her waist---playing with it--- pinching it.
No words escapes Dhairya's lips, she understands the depth of his words--- hollow, empty.
He stands out, streching out his back and soon, he unzips his trouser. His cock sprang independently--- as if wanting her entire attention on himself.
It is rock-hard--- as if it hasn't gotten the release it craves since years. The veins on his length---poke out--- showing their unknown strengths.
Dhairya sits on her knees, then the elbows resting on the bed--- she's on her all fours. Her core aching with anticipation.
He unclips her hairs as they lands open, freely--- near her waist---cascading down until they find their end destination and he slams his d!ck inside her pussy, she moans loudly, her face consort in anguish, her brows frowns--- as the depth of their position hits her each and every nerves.
It is something new---thag she's experiencing because she never felt herself--- sitting in this position--- aching for a man.
Her body starts to react with his each thrusts, she tries to lean behind more as his length hits her core with a possesion--- a claim.
His thrust are undeniably powerful---shaking every parts of her body. She can feel herself getting trapped between his wrath.
He pulls her hairs---not roughly---not angrily but with endless passion, holding them into the fist of his hands, thrusting inside her, while whispering softly as his warm breathe sends a shiver down her spine, ''How does it feels Sunspark? You want me to do it faster?'', a triumph smirk curl up near the corners of his lips.
Dhairya feels herself getting engulfed by him, his unseen wrath, she's not longer in the physical state to whisper anything, but she manages to speak, ''N...no... ummhh... Ahh'', her pleading tone fills the air.
He pulls her to the terminal, her back hits his clothed chest,his one hand---wrapping around her curvaceous waist, he says, leaving soft yet threatening pecks over her shoulder,''I will decide it, Sunspark and you can't stop me from doing it''.
She can't hold anymore,her pussy walls starts to burn around his huge length--- as if someone has tear her apart from behind.
Although, she got fucked by her husband but they were never rough like this.
Even, her first time with Rudransh was---gentle yet it was showing their real hungers towards each other but there was a sense of comfort in it.
But today, Rudransh gets no chill--- he keeps on claiming her---until he gets his own release, his thrust grows more inhumanly.
After few minutes, he stopps, pulling out his length out of the core, as their mixed juices trails down---coming out of her hole without any warning.
She falls on the bed, her eyes almost shut off--- she looks mere unconscious at the moment, until---a deep exhale leaves her mouth.
Rudransh's gaze drifts back to her--- there's not a simple trace of emotions lingering on his eyes except pure possession.
He scans her body.
He fucked her in her own house.
Her in-laws are also in the same house but they didn't get any clue about it, he fucked her as if he wants to claim her as his property.
Her both children are studying under the same roof and their mother got fucked by a
man, who's neither their mother's husband nor their own father.
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