Chapter 46: chapter 46

Chapter Forty SixYash stood under the shower, head bowed, icy cold water pounding down on his head. He needed a medal for walking away from that. He’d walked away from Maya in a bed. He’d forced her to remove her hands from his dick. Said dick immediately reacted to the memory. He groaned and punched the wall. Agony shot through his hand immediately reminding him why he’d always abhorred these alpha male gestures. Nursing his aching hand, he turned the shower off and wrapped a towel around his dripping body before stalking into the bedroom. He’d just managed to find the first aid kit when he heard the banging on the door. There was only one person who’d make this kind of a racket in the middle of the night. What the fuck did Aakash want now? It was bloody midnight. He yanked the door open and Maya fell in with the swing of it. She landed right against his naked chest. Both of them froze, staring at each other. “Did you need something?” he rasped, forcing himself to let go of her and allow her to step back from him.“Yes,” she answered huskily shutting the door behind her and stepping around him to go deeper into the spacious room. “What’s going on, Maya?” he asked her warily. They’d seen each other only a few hours ago. He didn’t think there was anything left for them to say to each other. He was exhausted. Each encounter with Maya left him feeling flayed to the bone. “I came to tell you,” she started to say and then stopped. She looked around the room, her gaze landing on the bed. Yash froze. He could see the moment everything changed, the moment her expression filled with something that looked an awful lot like peace. “I came to tell you,” she said again, looking directly at him this time. “That I am aware, sober, and completely conscious of my choices. And I have made my choice. I choose you.” Yash didn’t move. He didn’t think he could. Maya looked at him, chewing on her lower lip. For long endless seconds, it felt like that was all they did. Stand in silence and look at each other.Yash shut his eyes, unable and unwilling to trust the joy flooding through him. “Are you sure?” he asked, uncaring that his vulnerability was showing. “I need you to be sure.”  She stepped closer, a hand on his cheek, cupping gently, drawing him closer until their lips were scant inches from each other. “I am sure. I am more sure than I have ever been about anything in my life. And it will be real. It will be honest. And it will be fucking incredible.” A small smile broke through as her words slowly sank in. “Oh, it will, will it?” he asked, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her flush against him. “Yeah,” she laughed breathlessly as his fingers started to weave their magic over her skin. “It fucking will.” His lips crashed down on hers, swallowing that laugh, absorbing that joy, wallowing in all that was Maya. She wrapped her arms around him and raised one leg to hitch around his hips and pull him closer. Yash felt his towel unravel but couldn’t find it in himself to care. He grabbed her other leg and wrapped both of them around his waist, his mouth never leaving hers. Maya moaned, her held falling back giving him access to her delectable neck. He kissed, licked and nibbled his way down to the cleavage of his dreams. Maya lay back on the bed, her nightshirt slipping off one shoulder and riding up to show him her plain, serviceable white cotton panty. It was enough to drive him mad.But then she looked up at him, smiled and held out her arms. And Yash forgot about her driving him mad with lust. He was lost. This woman destroyed him on every level. And he was never going to survive her. He didn’t want to.He went into her open arms and gave her all of himself, heart and soul. Maya smiled, turning her face up to his, her body enveloping him with a warmth that quickly turned to heat. She shrugged out of her nightshirt leaving her in only her panty, her upper body bared to his gaze. His hand went down to her ample breasts, cupping and squeezing, the hitch in her breath making his blood thrum faster. “Maya?” “Hmm?” she ran her fingernails down his back making a shiver run down his spine, arching into his touch.“I am going to make you scream,” he murmured, slipping her panty off while taking her plump breast with its dusky nipple into his mouth. And scream she did. When she was still moaning his name, he trailed tiny kisses down her stomach until he reached his goal.Maya quivered, her stomach rippling under his touch. Yash kissed her sweet mound and she almost came off the bed. He held her down with a gentle hand on her stomach as he proceeded to pleasure her with his mouth. Over and over again.And this time, she didn’t just scream, she screamed his name while she came. Yash levered himself up to kiss the side of her sweaty, flushed face. She’d never looked more beautiful.She grabbed the back of his neck and brought his face down for a long, lush kiss.“Oh no, sweetheart. I’m not done yet.” He grinned. She gave him a smug, sweet smile in return.A second later she shrieked. Yash flipped her on to her stomach and lowered himself to kiss the back of her neck. Maya shuddered and arched back letting him cup her breasts from behind while grinding himself into her pert little bottom. He thought he might burst into flame if he didn’t get to enter her soon. Fumbling for his nightstand, he grabbed his wallet and pulled out the motheaten, ancient condom he had stashed in there since he didn’t even know when.“That thing looks like it has expired,” Maya mumbled, her face turned towards him. “Do condoms have an expiry date?” Yash asked, worried now, flipping the wrapper this way and that to see if anything was written on it. He’d been carrying this damn thing around forever. Hadn’t had much use for it in recent times. And then a soft touch on his thighs had him dropping the condom, right on Maya’s head as she lowered herself to envelop him in her mouth. “Oh shit,” he gasped, sweat trickling into his eyes, his knees almost buckling at the sensation of having her mouth on him. Maya released him with a soft plop, going up on her knees to kiss him flush on the lips. “I don’t give a fuck if the condom has expired or not. Put the damn thing on and get in bed with me.” He didn’t need to be told twice. When Yash finally slipped into her, he knew every single bit of what they’d promised each other was true.It was real. It was honest. And it was fucking incredible.Â