She glided across the sheets toward his broad chest and shoulders, erasing the inches between them, reached up and cupped his cold cheeks in her burning grasp.
"Look at me." She whispered against his plump lips, eyeing the palpitating nervousness on his clean features.
Drawing trembling, shallow breaths, he lifted his face and met her eyes, his eyebrows creasing.
The soft tension in his pupils prickled her heart. It was a feeling that ignited the more passion in her.
She drew a deep, slow breath, her eyes altering that tiny hesitation before she confidently pressed her breasts against his chest. The sudden warmth of her body electrified him. He twitched, his shoulders softly leaning back, and shot a look of astonishment at her.
Her jagged breath was proof she relished that astonishment, her eyes deepening the connection as she rubbed her breasts against his chest.
The soft friction against his shirt of her breasts shrunk his strong insides, thrill rippling in his stomach.
Warmth not only circulated in his chest and groin but also reached his member, its tip twitching a little before the whole length got caught in the heat and weighed his balls.
He lowered his head, his neck moving like a broken machine, breathed raspily and saw her plump breasts squeezed up against his chest.
His breaths paced, his eyes travelled up; her heaving collarbones, her strained neck. He was so consumed by the sight of her skin and body that when she spoke, he felt himself being zapped with a high voltage current.
"Should I not remove this top?" She asked as her breasts grazed against his chest in a circular motion, her nipples slowly perking up.
Something poked his chest as the friction grew warmer, his nipples tingling. The warmth in his groin reached up his neck, when he realised what was poking his chest and instantly shut his eyes, his cheeks flushing red.
"Manasa …you're teasing me. How will I be able to massage you like this?" His heart raced. He had an inkling that there would be no massage now, but at least he could try to perform it and prove his innocence.
There was a hint of a lie in his tone. He could not cover it or catch it. But she instantly caught it.
A smile curled her lips, she tilted her head, the veil of acceptance towards the situation on her eyes getting thicker and said, "do you still want to massage me?"
Her words caught him off guard. His dick twitched once again as his jaw clenched. His hands fisted on the bed beside his thick thighs. "You–I–I want you to relax after a long day." He said, trying to convince even himself.
Her lip arched a little more, amusement rising in her chest as she grasped his cheeks. She wanted to say that she knew what he was thinking and there was no way he could lie to her and to himself.
But, that was not fun. It would be too out on the playground–a ball already scored.
Instead, she said, "Open your eyes, Fizzy."
He heaved, eyebrows stressed together, eyelashes gently flickering before he opened his eyes, obliging her command even when his whole body screamed to shrink and lost away.
"Manasa .." He hissed with his bifid tongue once he locked eyes with her, his neck straining.
"Such a good snake you are, Fizzy." She murmured, her eyes still on him as her fingers reached behind him and traced his spine from the back of his neck to down to his waist.
A jolt surged in his bones. A light whimper escaped his lips. His temples throbbed. Precum leaked from the tip of his dick. He quickly hid his face into the nape of her neck, breathing huskily.
His warm breaths tingled her stomach and nipples, hunger getting stronger. She drew a strong breath, filling her lungs, her fingers crawling into the back of his head. She clutched his white silky strands, her knuckles tightening and then yanked them back.
A jolt of pain surged down his neck. Suddenly, he was facing the ceiling, ripped away from the warmth of her skin.
Cold air replaced the warmth, he shivered against the sunlight. His muscles taut while her eyes traced the sharp curves of his jaw, the smooth beginning of his throat, the popping Adam's apple, and the throat gulping down.
Her chest thawed, her stomach rippled and she inched her face closer towards the scent of his cold skin. Her nose touched the curve of his neck, nuzzling against his soft skin before she drew her tongue out and licked his skin.
A sticky warmth pierced like a dagger through his neck, making him whimper. His eyes rolled, his mind wavered, his skin twitched like a snake and he breathed out. "Manasa…"
By now, she had claimed the title for herself—Manasa. Goddess of snakes.
It rang like a prayer in her ears when he whimpered it, bringing an evil smirk on her face and a need of thrill in her core.
His head was weighing upon her hand. Curiosity to see his limped body took over her. She leaned back from his neck and allowed the darkness in her eyes to take in the scene of his melting body, his strong arms unable to wake, his perfect stature in ruins.
From head to the toe, she breathed into his submission before she jerked his head up by her grasp and made him face her.
The sudden jolt into his neck urged his eyes open. His mind was so gone that he got astonished seeing her before him, so close, almost an inch away.
She removed her fringes from the back of his head and caged his cheeks, her eyes so close he could read what was to come next for him.
She breathed thickly, smirking at him then suddenly her breath moved to his ear, her tongue dragging along the back of his ear.
At first, white clouded his senses, then tickles slithered down his throat and then a tremor that brought out heavy whimpers of astonishment and pleasure.
His stomach shrank as her tongue trailed along the back of his ear again and again, her lips kissing his sticky skin.
"Manasa…" He whimpered as pleasures churned down to his stomach and his neck craned to her hands guiding his face back, her tongue trailing down to his throat.
He wanted to say how good he was feeling, that she's driving him insane. But he only whimpered, "Manasa…"
Her eyes stared at his parted lips, his thumping throat and his heaving chest, her fingers wrapping at the back of his neck. "You're so fucking cold." She whispered at the curve of his neck.
"Then, warm me up, Manasa." He whimpered while his body twitched and his eyes rolled behind his head.
His words brought out a smirk on her face, she advanced, her nose tracing the line of his throat and kissed his Adam's apple. "You even smell so sweet."
"Then, eat me up, Manasa." He whimpered, when she leaned back, pressed her palms against his chest and pushed him on the mattress.
The sudden push opened his eyes, his body on a roller coaster ride. His hair scattered along with rose petals, his eyes looking up at her straddling his thick thighs.
Her skirt was crunched upon his thighs, her weight close to nothing making him feel devoured as he gazed into her dark eyes.
His body craved for her to be close to him, to press against his and cease his lungs. He reached his hands towards, calling for her.
The submissive call to mate riled the storm inside her stomach. She sank down, biting her lips and dug her teeth into his neck.
The sudden pain surging into his neck made him moan, his head spinning while her teeth continued sucking his neck, her lips creating such a strong suction he felt his dick getting rock hard.
The sucking sounds mixed with her low growls sent shivers down his spine. His waist arched, pleasure coursing down his groin.
Then, a sudden lick at the spot which hurt because of her teeth jolted him. He grasped her waist, his huge hands large for her waist and arched his neck, moaning.
His noises made her bite his neck harder, her hand pressed against the mattress beside his head lifted and reached for his face, her thumb nudging against his teeth to make a way in.
Instantly his mouth fell apart, giving way to her thumb. His tongue found the tip and twirled around it, his lips closing around her thumb, sucking it hungrily.
"Manasa, kiss me, please." He could barely speak, whimpering around her thumb.
Upon hearing him beg like that, her lips parted from his neck. She lifted herself, up to her waist with the strength of her palms, and tilting her head, gazed deep into his glistening eyes.
His needy noises had a weird effect on her, it made her happy and hungrier and made her want to hear him say it again and again.
"Say it again." She said as she sank her thumb deeper into his mouth, her finger tips on his cheek digging slightly into his flesh.
END OF THE PART
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