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MATURE CONTENT: THIS CHAPTER IS HEAVY ON MATURE CONTENT APPROPRIATE ONLY FOR 18 YEARS AND OLDER.

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Hands entwining. Breaths slipping. Bodies molding.

My heart beginning to skip its beats falling out and collapsing on its rhythms with a gasp escaping from me as I pressed my thighs on top of his running my hands up his chest. Letting my fingers linger against the buttons of his shirt, I entwined into them opening them slowly with my breaths continuing to escape from me and becoming shallow.

Flipping my hair to the side, I let my waves run down on him as he sighed with his eyes half closed finding himself slipping into a deep tonic of seduction that I am dropping in bits into his mouth.

A smirk appearing across my lips as I rhythmed my body against his gently before tracing my hands slowly up to his neck beginning to lean my lips down towards him. His head collapsing against the lounge chair as I let my eyes wander down admiring his features letting them roam in his demonic blue hues down to his toxic tasting lips that found themselves consumed with alcohol.

Cupping my lips into a circle, I blew heat on his lips making them quiver as he let out a groan with his hands immediately taking a firm grasp of my arousing hips that suddenly took a hit of pleasure letting the milked cream fall down on my navel. My heart skipping a hard beat as I let out a gasp before wrapping my hands around his neck only to lower my trembling lips molding them on to his collarbone laying a wet, salivating kiss on it.

"Anika....s-stop...we should talk..." His voice shaking on the edge of barely controlling his deadly hunger that is screaming at him to put me down on this ground and make love to me.

My lips widening as I smirked before opening my mouth and slowly beginning to press my lips on his warm skin letting them sloppily collapse against it. Running my fingers down his chest, I let my finger open buttons of his shirt only to plunge my tongue down it making it wet. Another groan escaping from him as I let out a giggle before dipping my head placing vigorous hot kisses increasing their length allowing them to slide against the firm, round bud of his chest before sucking on it. His hands instantly wrapping into my hair pushing me down firmly as I flushed red astonished how I am the one being the leader...and succeeding at it as well.

Opening my mouth more, I took a firmer grasp of the buds on his chest sucking on them hard continuing to salivate only to bite them inciting a kick of pleasure heard in the loud moan escaping from his lips. Dragging my teeth down his chest, I began to bite his warm flesh finding the mint taste of his skin a narcotic enough to melt the white cream lurking in my navel. My naked flower trembling as I felt heat rush up to it with peaks of vigorous arousals hitting it.

"Baby...what are you doing? Why....are.... you not mad at me?" He questioned breathlessly continuing to breathe heavy. My smile widening hearing his question as I began to run my quivering lips playfully and zig zagging them down his chest running a trail of offhand, hasty kisses on it.

Mad? Why the hell would I be mad at him?...This man has desires and I get it. Men are sex addicts. All of them. They get turned on by women who are bold, seductive that can give them kicks of pleasure, but also want these same women to be shy and innocent when it is their time to pleasure them. This man wants control...He likes to be in control in the bedroom that I have experienced first hand and I love it...I relish in the idea of not having to do anything and only enjoy it...I do not like doing the work.

Letting my hands slide down I ran them along his waist making it flex as I lifted my gaze looking at him finding him completely drugged with lust with his hands sliding down my spine inciting spikes of shivers in it.

Biting my lips gently, I continued to look at him letting my hands drop further down wrapping into the edges of his inner thigh tugging on the fabric of his blue jeans letting my fingers slip against a firm flesh allowing him to groan with his heated hands now falling down my hips running them into the inner corner of my soft thighs. My thighs dipping down with his fingers penetrating them firmly soaking their softness while feeling the wetness of milk that is subliming slowly in a bare trail.

"You are not ready yet...." He whispered sighing in frustration as I let out a giggle squeezing my flower tightly conivingly holding on to the fresh ripe juice that is churning within me, but not letting it go wanting to tame him.

"So you want to reign me?...You want me to follow these rules huh?" I whispered looking down at him as he bit his lip finding himself breathless as he let his eyes wander down to the plump red, swelled apples on my bosom.

Rolling my eyes, I let my hand along the edges of the neckline of my dress pulling it down more allowing him to see the lacy fabric wrapping around my rose buds that were slowly peaking out of my dress waiting for him to zest on their sweet, cherry taste.

Giving him a wicked smile, I pressed my hands firmly on his manhood that is rising up finding it charmed by me. A loud sigh escaping from him expecting a gift, but I not giving it as I threw him a savage smirk before pushing myself up allowing my face to align above his raising my bundling bosom above him to give a better peak. Shivaay's eyes bulging seeing the sight before him clearly attracted the most to these two babies with his tongue running against his lips wettening them and readying them to give me my daily dose of ecstasy.

"You know my mother always called these two criminal. She said it is not appropriate for a woman to have such big...vulptous...breasts. She told me to lose weight so they could go down in size, but you tell me now baby?...Do you like these?...Do you want these?" I questioned in a slow, soft whisper allowing erotic lust to tempt through as I tilted my head giving him an innocent look as if I meant no harm and manipulation.

His eyes wandering down to the dips and curves of my breasts with his lips licking themselves back and forth as he gulped taking a loud breath with the lusting creature within him screaming at him to break his temptation.

Hiding a smile, I kept my innocent eyes playing with his mind knowing that I am going to tame him in my own way using the help of these two ladies I carry with pride...I knew these two were going to help me one day. And my mom kept telling me that having large breasts is a curse although I told her plainly that men like large breasts...no lie...After that my mom slapped me and lectured me on speaking nonsense, but I said the honest truth.

"Are you fine? I know you do not like bold girls...I am sorry if I upset you with such a question. I was just asking..." I cooed in a soft voice giving him a pout trying to play off my naivity, I lowered my gaze to show sense of shame only to bite on to my smirk.

Play with him Anika. He is damn manipulative, so play with his mind. Get him under control and then rewrite the damned rules he wants you to follow...Go on and twist him. Knot him. Weave him in a web from which he cannot ever escape.

His fingers plunging against my waist pulling me closer towards him allowing my hands to slip underneath his shirt and press firmly down on his bare heart inciting a louder sigh from him as his breath tumbled out. Tension swiveling down the crumbs of our waists where pleasure hit us as he attempted to back away even though I kept plunging myself against him ensuring our bodies kept a tight hold of one another.

Our eyes meeting one another as I looked down at him continuing to rub my fingers deeply into his chest knowing that massages were his weakness. Biting his lips, his breaths continued topple over one another turning intense shade of red not found on him before....finding himself now taking sips of vodka of lust off of my touch.

A smirk playing on my lips as I looked at his eyes closing finding himself taking hits of peaceful ecstasy diving down into sheer layers of paradise. His hand dragging up to my wrist letting his fingers wrap around them loosely as he continued to take deep breaths finding himself turned on and now riding that high where he would fuck me hard.

Oh. To bold right?...I never thought I would even use that word "fuck"...Never. My parents always told me to never curse as it is bad and makes one's mouth dirty, but I like dirty...what have I gotten in my life by being the good girl?...I want to be bad...I want to be that bad bitch that everyone despises because that is how I for once will protect myself from those cruel, selfish fuckers who dared to screw me over.

"W-what are you doing Anika? We are talking about something serious right now...Instead of telling me what you f-feel about the future of our relationship after reading my expectations from you...You are d-diverting the topic..." He hissed slightly stuttering with his eyes barely opening as he bit his lip hard with his fingers digging into my wrist. My smirk widening as I ran my free hand down his navel letting it brush lightly inciting it to flex and recoil inwards.

Lowering my lips I opened my mouth slapping them right on the corner of his neck beginning to nibble on it gently inciting a loud moan from him. My breasts plunging against his chest slowly rhythming myself against him letting my lips drawl lazily down the creases of his neck admiring the muscles that were ripping through him. His hand entwining into my hair pulling me down as my smirk widened letting my wet, pink tongue explore the thick, hefty muscles of his shoulder admiring their strength.

"Baby...I am not diverting the topic...You are so ripped are you not?...Perfect...A perfect disaster for me that I want to fuck all day and night...dusk till dawn," I whispered running my lips against this earlobe before pulling it in between my teeth. His mouth opening slightly beginning to become turned on as I wrapped my hand around his neck forcing his eyes towards me seeing them becoming drowsy now drugged with the idea of erotic love making.

"So tell me now...do you like these two babies that I have? Do you want a touch of them?" I questioned popping my breasts in the center of his attention ensuring he will look at them. His eyes dropping down finding them immediately fixated in admiration over them as he began to lick his lips over and over again trying to not salivate on the strawberry wine tastes these can offer.

Raising his eyebrow he looked at me confused trying to decode my question as I dragged my hand down his chest once again before brushing them down his jeans grabbing a hold of his thighs tightly pressuring him to answer me.

"Yes. I like them and probably the best ones I have seen ever...I was never a guy into them until well...I saw yours'," He spoke filth shamelessly with his eyes lowering to my breasts as he revealed a heinous smile before looking at me putting on that demonic mask that is the ultimate seductor and which went insane last night in bed.

Letting out a giggle finding pride in my bosom, I lifted it up further before wrapping my fingers into the waves his hair leaning down allowing my eyes to pierce directly into his.

"So...if I say fuck me right now...you would do it right? Like...if I say...please fuck me right now on that bed behind me in this very fucking plane...you would do that right? You would do anything to satisfy me...pleasure me...ensure that you are the one who is tightly...very tightly woven into me right? You would do anything to fuck my brains out so I forget that bastard Ayaan right?" I whispered my dirt on to him with his eyes popping up immediately shocked by my language finding himself in disbelief I am the same shy, dainty Anika whose virginity he stole last night.

His wicked smile widening as he let out a breathy laugh amused by how he has made me drunk with his tonic of malignant obscenity graced with cubes of manipulation and diabolicism.

He began to lean his head up lifting his lips up towards me with his smile widening ready to indulge in my unusual fantasy. My body slowly pushing itself against him as I began to lean down letting my lips tease him as he tried to take a hold of them.

Wind rushing up to my dress making me gasp feeling the heat of his fingers dive up my naked flower only to brush it before streaming up my navel taking a firm grasp of it. Waves of heat plundering up my flesh right up to my swollen lips that began to burn in a deep wrenching craving to take a taste of him.

"You like that don't you baby?" He whispered sex into my ear making it turn red only to drop a stretched tightness into my navel that began to struggle in conflict finding tumultuous amounts of creame falling down upon it.

Suddenly I felt a firm thrust of force against me making me gasp with my mouth dropping open shock feeling my flower implode with milk rushing out invicisbly right on to him. Without any notice, his hands slamming loudly against my thighs taking a firm grip and spreading them apart making me shriek with my hands wrapping around him tightly burying my lips into his neck with my breaths wilting ready to make a nose dive to death of lust.

The heat of our bodies margining and molding into one as I began to leave out louder gasps raising my head up only to feel soft drips of poison on my neck. His rough lips taking a grasp of my throat letting his heating tongue roll down making me wrangle my legs that immediately shot up. His bare hands running carelessly down my bare knees only to suddenly take a grasp of them pulling them up in the air making a shriek escape from me feeling his manhood run against my flower.

A flagrant laugh erupting from him seeing my astonished look as I began to lean back staring at the ceiling of the plane with my hands dropping down to the ground. My breaths deepening feeling heat climb up my navel feeling his claws embarking on my chiffon dress letting it slowly make its way up. Suddenly I felt a tease run quickly against my waist making me gasp once again feeling his mouth opening and leaving a hot, vicious kiss on my quivering flesh. Then I felt cool layers of light fabric fall on my neck with his hands dragging my dress slowly up allowing himself a view of what he has to work with this time and where he can imprint his marks to claim me as his.

"Wow...I love this color on you...hot pink. Damn damn damn...Anika you are ready to kill men do you know that?" He whispered before burying his lips right into my abdomen leaving a slippery, loud...juicy kiss making me moan loudly as he began to let his lips ride up continuing to pierce slow, warm, narcotic kisses letting his fingers dig under the lace fabric of my bra pinching my the vulptous thick fat on my breast.

My hands dragging up my neck digging my nails into it feeling heaps of liquid creame downing on to my flower making it blossom with its petals opening wider ready to take him in. My heartbeat beginning to drum loudly suffocating my breaths as I began to take our louder, tempered gasps feeling his hands wrap into mine before entwining them pushing them on to the ground.

Squeezing my thighs against his waist, I pursed my lips tightly holding a shriek trying to control my urges knowing that the only way to tame this man is by controlling his access to sex...This is the only way he can be controlled.

"Sign the contract and I will bring pleasure to you any time you want it. Any time. Anywhere. I will fuck you hard right now...on that very bed...for four hours straight if you allow me to by agreeing to the rules...I will fuck you many times...hard...just like how you like it. I will take you to the next level...take you on that high and never let you fall, so baby agree to the rules and we can go on many trysts where you will find pleasure at your beck and command," He spoke loudly in a dangerous, commanding tone as his eyes began to clamper up into my sight which revealed a sense of desperation appearing to be on the edge of losing to temptation.

A smile of victory running across my lips knowing that in this moment I am the one in control and he is the one begging me to give him a taste of ripe, virgin paradise that he has never gotten from any girl before.

Raising our hands up, I began to lift myself up letting our lips barely brush each other as he began to lean in assuming that I am ready to ride him. His eyes lowering finding themselves tempted by my lips from which he has taken a sweet taste of many times since the past few days.

"Come let's go to the bed Shivaay...huh? It is more comfortable there for me...I am new to this right? I need you who is the master in this...I need you to unknot me...It is tough for me you know?...I need a man...a real man who is experienced...who can pleasure me...who can make me feel like a real woman," I spoke in a small teasing voice giving him another pout tilting my head once again trying to show that I am falling for his words ready to give in to his rules.

Go Anika...Put him on that bed...lay him down...then be the boss. My conscious speaking in a naughty tone as I let out a fake shy smile batting my eyelashes at him. Gulping loudly, his eyes falling down to my cleavage as I rolled my eyes at his desperation before running my fingers down the back of the zipper of my dress letting it go down allowing the fabric to tear apart to expose my bare back.

His eyes shooting up with his pupils dilating as I faked a small smile trying to hide my vengeful intentions running my fingers around the thin straps of my dress playing with them.

"Here let me make things easy for you...You already have done so much for me baby. I mean you took me in as a virgin and wow...no man would ever take a virgin. I just feel so lucky to have you for me you know?...I can do anything for you...Anything," I noted faking the tone of my voice looking at him seeing his devious smile relishing himself foolishly in the idea that he has succeeded in manipulating me with his tears of guilt long gone.

He was crying before he showed me the laptop with the rules on it and they were true tears that I am darn sure of. He genuinely felt awful for showing me this side of him...this dominating, commanding side that requires me to role play as his submissive and I like the idea of submissive in sex because I do not have to work....but in other matters, I want a voice. Right now he is forcing himself to be a manic because he is scared...scared of changing and being vulnerable...He is vulnerable to me that I can see in his eyes that somewhere are truly weaving a genuine attraction for me.

Sighing, I ran my hands up against my straps before lifting the soft fabric up my bare flesh slowly lifting it up allowing it to run off me and collapse on to the ground. My heart skipping a beat as I met his intense gaze that stood still on me finding it astonished by the bright lights shining on my bare skin which he had not seen in the darkness of his bedroom...

"Anika..." His trembling voice stopping with his breaths appearing to halt as I lowered my gaze feeling a blush of embarrassment appear across my cheeks aware he was seeing my flaws for the first time not seen before in the darkness.

My chest rising and falling up and down with my breaths tightening against my loudly beating heart that continued to hit rapid, fluttering light beats. Running my hand through my waves awkwardly, I fixed myself on his lap before beginning to lean in towards him.

"Pretty ugly I am right? I bet you got fooled last night in that dark bedroom of yours' that I am beautiful," I let out a giggle of self-pity with tears touching my eyes feeling a dim memory of how Ayaan always judged my looks and indulged in critiques over how I am not like Arti.

Letting out a soft smile, I lifted myself up from him before taking a step back allowing him to see me completely not wanting to hide my flaws to ensure he knows what he is getting into...to let him know how ugly I am indeed and not the ideal woman he likely has made love to....

Shivaay keeping the silence with his eyes wandering down my flumpy breasts to my flabby stomach right underneath were my flower laid as he rolled his tongue out seeing the flower tremble yet slowly swell up drenching and wrenched wet with lava of pleasure seeping out.

"You know Ayaan always used to call me unusual names in our arguments...like a c-cow...s-saand...He hates curves on a woman. I remember how he always used to tell me look at Arti...she is so fit and trimmed. Go and join pilates like her and try to lose the fat as a true woman is one who knows how to maintain her body. He made me curse every part of me...I remember how he told me why the large breasts Anika? Come on cover up that cleavage will you and lost that mustard off of your skin...He told me sarees are not made for woman like me who have nothing to show, but a big butt and breasts. He never saw any part of me, but skimmed it on the surface of clothing I wore and based on that he molded me as some gross, fat ugly person who deserves to not even be called a woman...Always. He always compared me to Arti Shivaay...Always. He told me look at Arti she is so beautiful...Her hair is nice and straight...Her hair is so long...Her eyes are so big and marvelous...Her figure is so nice and flat...Be like her Anika and my parents agreed... Since Ayaan complained so much about my weight...my mother made me starve for days only allowing me to eat once that to only a bowl of soup, so I could be that perfect, attractive ideal wife who can please him once married. I was forced to exercise for five hours a day every day not without a break...It has always been Arti versus I Shivaay. Always. Arti being the perfect child in everything from being beautiful to having that perfect job and now a fiance and I....just being that dumb, loser Anika who cannot even maintain an appropriate weight that supposedly defines a woman." My voice trembling as I felt the blisters of those memories burn themselves afresh lighting a fire on my gross flesh making me slightly gag with my hand clasping against my mouth looking down at my body.

My eyes wandering to the laptop next to him that still held the rules and laws of that supposed contract he wants me to agree to. A tinge of anger lacing my tongue as I crossed my arms feeling shackles clod their way to me wanting to lock me into another illusion again...My eyes skimming the rules from afar as I looked at the line of "grooming and being accord to his taste...".

Shivaay's eyes appearing to soften as his demon appeared to vanquish in an instant melting to the pearls of wet tears that were touching my eyes. Our eyes holding one another as we felt the ground beneath us glide as we submerged ourselves in the safety of the skies trying to reach the heavens that laid in these very skies.

"It has always been me Shivaay...always me. I do not get it what you see in me that I cannot see in m-myself. I-I...All I see is just gross...pure ugliness...p-pure u-ugliness. I-I c-cannot tell you...w-what I have g-gone through i-in life. Sure I have not seen worse shit in my life, but I have s-seen e-enough to know h-how r-repulsive I-I am. I-It all s-started in m-middle school...I was always t-that f-fat girl who was l-last to finish to run in g-gym class...t-the one who b-barely fit herself in t-those tiny ass chairs...the o-one who had no friends...the o-one who when walked out the hallways incited loud sounds of 'moo" 'moo" indicating that I am not a woman, but a cow...It seems funny to p-people when I recount these incidents w-where girls...tons of girls would surround me and pick on me from saying the worst shit ever that no child should ever hear! Ever! They gossiped about me...told me look at that fat ass...wow does she not smell like curry?...wow she is so hairy...w-wow...she is a cow. People would n-not call me by my name, but say 'moo' come here or 'moo' go away...They say a woman is a woman's worst enemy and gosh do I agree...Never ever have I had one single damn friend. T-they locked me in the bathroom multiple times....one beat me up multiple times...a-and they just kept teasing me and telling me that I am so horrific... I-I remember sitting alone in a b-bathroom stall c-crying my eyes o-out and p-praying that God help me and save me...asking Him why did he make me this ugly? Why did he make me so darned gross? Why me?" Tears lasping themselves out of me with my hands clasping against my cheeks as I began to find myself wailing feeling Shivaay moving closer.

My eyes meeting his only to find my heart skipping a beat seeing his eyes holding tears finding himself submerging into the miseries of my memories that I am recounting. His hand reaching out to me as I took a step back slowly not knowing whether to trust him continuing to look at his laptop before turning towards him letting out a tearful smile ready to unravel my heart and let him know how I truly feel about his desire to indulge in an sexual only relationship that requires his dominance.

"Why I remember standing in the mirror naked unable to even look at myself for three years...For three years I never looked at myself Shivaay...Three years I did not lift my eyes at that mirror and dared to look at my fat. I feel as if I am unworthy to be even called a woman...I mean look at me. Look at me Shivaay and tell me to my face that I am worthy of you...I bet you slept with models, pretty hot professional well settled women, or those beautiful girls who come from well to do families. I am nothing like them...Nothing...I mean I-I a-am that g-girl who n-never looked at h-herself in the m-mirror....until...today. T-today w-when you dared to touch m-me...a-and m-make l-love to m-me...I-I got up from that bed where you laid next to me with your hand wrapped around this very fatty waist...I-I got up and I looked at you and I said damn this man can have a-anyone in the world, so why me?...S-so...I forced myself to g-go naked into y-your bathroom and look into that m-mirror to see my b-beauty that y-you saw and n-named w-when y-you made m-me yours'...a-after three y-years I looked at m-my body that lays below my face...t-today. A-and w-when I looked...I-I came on the verge of vomiting. I j-just s-started r-remembering h-how e-every part of me c-contains wounds of t-those hurtful words that have been spewed on me...I am so confused and was left completely speechless looking at myself in the mirror today.... I mean why would you even choose me to enter this type of relationship with you...?! Why?!" Screams erupting from me as I stumbled back on my feet finding my stomach churning a burning acid, bitter lump that is now again climbing up my throat finding itself being born from the crippling, creases of lardy buttered fat I am carrying upon myself.

My eyes barely lifting up looking at Shivaay who found himself speechless with his eyes showing tints of awareness that I am on the verge of falling apart...on the verge of my anxiety soaring that is now criminally and wildly spinning in rapid currents with waves falling down on my hallow soul and forcing it for once to unravel its wounds and show it to the man in front.

Letting out a laugh, I found myself breathing heavily with my chest moving up and down finding critters of anger crawling into me biting into my flesh and reminding me that this very man may be turning out like the others as well...He is kind. He is considerate. He is so different and yet he also has these expectations from me that I am tired of living.

I am tired. I am tired and I want peace and Shivaay is that escape, but I cannot allow myself to take on these shackles once again. I cannot.

But, it is a lie if I say the first time I have ever found solace since I have begun to roam this earth in this ugly flesh...is in this man standing in front of me. This very man who somehow makes me feel so wanted...so loved...He makes me feel so confident. He makes me feel the need to live. God, he is perfectly flawed and everyone is...

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His hands slamming against the longue chair loudly lunging himself up towards me as I stumbled back slightly caught off guard. My breaths beginning to deepen with my waist moving in and out slowly finding the air conditioner of the airplane breeze through me sending chills down me. The airplane running a hard bump falling a little before swinging side to side as I stumbled grabbing on to the wall behind me trying to balance myself finding my heartbeats dropping with fear wrapping around me about whether I will make it to the ground due to this turbulence.

My eyes barely lifting themselves up with my breaths deepening as I attempted to gather my strength and push it into my beating heart letting it know that it must be bold now and have the tenacity to fight for myself. Slowly he began to close the distance between us as I attempted to look into his eyes, but only to shamelessly remove them seeing his eyes wandering many distances all over me lusting over my ugliness finding an appealing aesthetic beauty in it.

Running my hands through my waves, I pushed myself against the wall barely leaning against it finding my heart skipping beats feeling flustered how I am standing in front of him barely wearing any clothes allowing him to observe each gross piece of my body that no one has seen before.

"I-I am s-scared of flying...I-I need a distraction. Give me that distraction...Put me on that bed...a-and...make love to me continuously for four hours...not stopping once," My voice vibrating with lewd words switching their course out of it as I took a deep breath feeling him near me.

Breaking away from my tears, I attempted to divert the conversation realizing that I have hit a moment of weakness and allowed himself to peak into my life that I have always kept as a dirty secret within me...He does even know yet what issues I have...Once he finds out about my mental health, I wonder what he will do or how he will react.

I am not normal and sadly he does not know yet. He does not know who I truly am or can be. Like now...just now I went on a ramble of sentences that made no sense and were incoherent...because that is a product of my mental health...

His feet halting on my sentence as I lifted my eyes looking at him seeing his lips pursing together appearing to contemplate. Sighing, I let my eyes wandering behind him looking at the bedsheet with a small smirk touching me knowing what I am going to exactly do...

First fuck then spin him on him finger and change the rules...Introduce him to what I can offer and then strike a deal.

He is a businessman of course, so I have to show him what I can give and how much better of a deal I deserve.

"Take that shirt off," I spoke nonchalantly finding myself short of breath seemingly polluted with toxic hunger to have a taste of him.

I rolled my eyes trying to appear that he is not seeming interesting to me in this moment even though he is...He is damn hot and he knows his looks can make any woman weak in her knees like me. But...I will now play with his mind. I will make him chase me...

His demon smiling widely as we looked into each other's eyes finding ourselves dancing on a tune of pure lust wanting to end the conversation and indulge in rugged, dangerous yet thrilling love making. Trailing his fingers down the rest of his buttons on his shirt he began to open them appearing to obey my order with his eyes drooling over me attracted to my plump, meaty curves from where he finds his hits of pleasure from.

Good boy Shivaay. Obey me. I want to reign you baby. Only I.

Turning on my heel, I looked at the cart next to me filled with treats to eat. My smirk lengthening as I let my hands run across the chocolate fudge covered strawberries before dipping them on to a jug of orange juice.

"So are you agreeing to the contract? Do you want to join this relationship...forever? Are you willing to give yourself this much to me? Are you willing to build a home with me?" His voice echoing loudly behind me making my hand pause on a strawberry with a sense of confusion ripping through my heart forcing it open and pulling it back to our reality...a bitter reality that I might just be

An edge of desperation appearing to erupt from his voice indicative how deeply he desires to see me as a trophy in his home...how much he craves for me to agree to this sexual contract and indulge in his fantasies...how much he see's me as the ideal woman to run his home and even his life.

"C-can we turn off the lights please?...I do not w-want to s-see myself like this..." I whispered gesturing to the lards off at I carry on my self. A sense of nauseousness kicking me in as I let my hand wander on the button only for his hand to slam against mine taking a tight hold of it.

Suddenly a colossal force collided against my back as I gasped feeling rough skin glide against my bare waist sending waves of hot molten lava down my flower making it further wet. His lips pounding down against my neck diving into vigorous spontaneous kisses as I began to let out small whimpers with my tears slipping away from the aftermath of my monologue on the miseries I have faced in life. My trembling hands wrapping over his tightly as I shrieked feeling his teeth savagely dip into my red flesh taking a bite of me before leaving a wet royal kiss on it.

"Shhh...it's okay...I am here baby. I am here for you...My beautiful jaanam. Beauty drips from you...The pieces of the moon are etched on...they are the crown that you wear on your heart allowing it to reign stubborn demons like I. You are a reflection of Aphrodite herself...The empress of not only beauty and charm, but also love. Baby...you are the sexiest woman I have ever made love to. Ever. Do you know how much you have turned me on right now?...Do you know how much I am begging myself to hold control right now? Jaanam you are a rare gem that is purged to destroy the dark venom that men like I carry...You are a gem that is only made for me...And now I want to protect you...give you the world...be your escape. Baby I want you...only you. You are making me go crazy. I swear I have never felt this way for a woman before...never," His breaths heavy molded into whispers barely jumping above as he began to sing praises of worship for me that I have never heard in a long time...or ever.

His words sedating the fired blisters of my heart consuming their salty bitterness before laying serenity on it enough to appease me. His simple lines merged with poetry and his deep lascivious greed over my ripe fruit enough to soothen my creased sorrow that has been inflicted on me by the knives of my enemies for years.

His lines appearing very familiar...as if he has said these exact words to me before even though he has not. Aphrodite?....Pieces of the moon? A blur appearing in front of my eyes as I closed my eyes shut beginning to heart chants of a wedding in my ear seeing a sudden flash of a diamond and ruby crown with a familiar laughter being mine. Shivaay's face appearing in my sight as he showed a genuine smile letting his hand out to me while dressed as a groom...

A loud gasp escaping from me pulling me out of the unusual image as I began to feel his fingers robustly penetrate my hips letting them slide into the corners of my inner thigh letting out a chuckle feeling the small trail of liquid streaming out of me. My hand grabbing his nervously beginning to turn red finding my plan slipping itself out of my mind weakening to his intoxicating touch that is igniting a surge of thirst within me.

"It is alright Anika...this is normal...Do not be shy from me..." He whispered letting his fingers slide down the milked liquid now collapsing its way out of me before diving them down my shaking knee pinching the folds admiring my demure nature.

My heart thumping feverishly against the palm of his hand as I continued to whimper in rugged delight feeling his lips leave loud, lengthy kisses on my shoulder with his fingers running down the black lacy strap of my bra entwining into it making me heave.

"Let's get you ready first then...make love to you...and then talk huh? My gorgeous jaanam. Absolutely gorgeous," He repeated his praise for me making me turn a deeper shade of red as I blushed lifting my eyes slightly only to meet his blue hues that solely held my reflection. A faint smile touching his lips appearing to adore me as I gave him a shy smile with tears running down my cheeks finding his praise unbearable on the marks of hate that I still carry underneath my skin.

"You said you won't make love to me until I-I...agree to that contract...." I muttered lowering my eyes looking at his laptop lingering on the small desk. Shivaay letting out a small laugh with his eyes glistening finding themselves devoid of his desire to make me submit to his laws...Somewhere forgetting that these laws hold a deep set of importance to him considering he already had this document on his computer since long trying to find the right woman for it...like I.

"You are cute do you know that? This naïve innocence you carry is what turns me on and makes me go insane...Now let me fuck you and make you realize what you will get by being with me..." He hissed letting out a smirk as suddenly I gasped feeling a cool wet liquid glimmer down my breast making my hands dig into his waist immediately turning towards him.

Wet, sticky, tangy yet sweet orange juice began to pour itself down on my quivering heated shoulder only to fall down my trembling breasts that began to quicken their pace. My breaths falling as I began to shiver feeling the cold liquid climb down my navel only to fall on my flower making me heave with my back hitting the wall behind me.

Biting my lips, I dug my nails hard into the wall beginning to shake violently finding myself on the verge of losing myself sense now becoming drugged forgetting my plane completely consumed with the idea of sensual erotic pleasure.

His teasing eyes meeting mine that were begging him to stop knowing that I am on the brink of letting myself go. He began to lean in closer allowing his body to press against mine firmly as I continued to tremble looking at his hand that held the jug of orange juice which continued to play with my secrets pleasantly allowing it to pour on my damp bra letting it seep around the rose buds making them firm at erect.

"S-Shivaay...w-what are you doing?...." My voice shaking as I let out a giggle feeling the juice trickle against my heaving chest before diving down into my flower. Shivaay letting out a smirk amused by my reaction having thought I would hate it although I am not.

Relishing in the sweet taste of orange juice, I let my tears allowing the cold ice cubes of the drink collapse and swirl down into my breasts making me gasp loudly with a wide smile appearing across my lips enjoying how it began to seep and melt against my rose petals soaking them and teasing them. A chill running through me as I yelped feeling the juice continuing to pour down my seething hot flesh igniting it cold beginning to drug me and drown me in crystals of ecstasy preparing me to let go of my being and once again join the realm of lovemaking.

"Oh you like this then do you baby?" He spoke in a husky voice suddenly slamming his hand against my heated waist pushing me against the wall as I began to giggle throwing my head up only to feel his lips collide against my wet bosom now beginning to leave long luscious hungry kisses letting his lips dive into the lacy, thin fabric of my bra beginning to suck on the tangy citrus flavor steaming out of me.

Losing ground, I began to bend with my back arching up as my hands wrapped around his shoulders allowing him further access to the ripe juicy flavors sithering their way off of my skin. A hot pink fleshy tongue began to slide down my breast as he began to rhythm himself against me exploring the skin laying right beneath the lacy fabric covering my bosom.

"Oh my....oh damn it..." My voice beginning to reach a louder tempo as I began to let out cries lavishing in the admiration that now he was beginning to lay on me. His fingers burying underneath the laces of my bra with his lips plunging fire taking big veracious kisses with his mouth pulling on the bud of my bosom making me shriek. Streams of white milk mixing with the juice now drowning my flower wet making it vibrate in leading to a tight pressure of pure orgasmic pleasure.

His greedy lips beginning to lazily run down my bosom sip the juice off of me as I felt his heated mouth open and leave agonizing soft kisses down my navel beginning to kneel down with his hands taking a tight hold of my hips pulling me closer. My hands wrapping into his hair as I heaved loudly with my breaths falling and loud moans erupting from me feeling his lips blow heat right under my waist next to my flower teasing it before smiling against the pulse of my thigh biting it in delight observing that he is now drenching my flower with virgin flavors incited from his fetished craze.

"You have fetishes...don't you now?...First wine...then paint....now juice..." I giggled panting heavily as Shivaay chuckled as I lowered my gaze looking at him seeing him turning red embarrassed that I have read him so fast. Pinching my waist, he incited a shriek of joy from me as he began to let his tongue roll at the corner of my wet flower fervently sipping on the citrus juice letting his tongue lap and lick it wanting to take a taste of my bare tones.

My hands raising up the wall as I began to moan feeling him inducing liquid petals to melt and fall out of my flower so he can take their sweet fragrance and taste their honey dewed taste. He began to laugh pressing himself against me suddenly grazing his body up against mine making my heartbeats skip and collapse only to reach a sudden peak.

Our eyes meeting each other as we took a pause trying to regather our lost breaths as our chests moved up and down in a momentous rhythm with our hearts inciting needles of blood shot red on our necks and up to our swollen lips. A seductive smile touching his lips as he began to lean in towards me with his fingers trailing gently up the drops of juice on my arm before wrapping them into the strap of my bra once again. Giving him a shy smile, I attempted to pull myself out of this rapture remembering what I am going to do once we get to that bed and start doing the deed.

His hand wrapping around my head pulling me closer letting our chests collapse against each other as our eyes closed the distance finding themselves revealing

"The idiots who cursed these curves...are blind baby. Those girls envied you who teased you...No woman has what you have...You are an enchantress...These curves that are a man's dream to make love to...The dips of our breasts that blossom that arouse on an innocent touch ready to be admired in a second...These eyes...these stunning eyes that charmed me making me your slave...These radiant, plump lips that give memorable kisses which continue to linger for hours...Most importantly, this beautiful heart of yours' that only loves never hates...I love every bit of you and believe me I have seen many women, but not like you. What I saw in you has made me choose you as that woman who I have been searching for long...quite long," He whispered revealing a small smile as I looked at him curiously wanting to decode the meaning of his last line trying to figure exactly what does he see in me.

Sliding my shaking hands up slowly up his bare chest, I began to twirl my lips towards him as I giggled lavishing in his praise finding them impinge and remedy the wounds that many I have loved dared to imprint on me. Hs temple hitting mine gently as he began to lower his lips to me ready to take a hold of them while my smile widened knowing I have now completely lured him into my trap.

"Let's take this to the bed..." I whispered against his lips letting out a smirk before wrapping my hands around his neck pulling him closer letting my eyes wander looking at the bed sheet. Lifting my gaze, I looked up at him finding a genuine trance of adoration in his eyes indicative that he holds truth in his praises...appreciation in his kisses...and honesty in his embraces.

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Without a moment's break, a pair of lips suddenly collided against my trembling one releasing a sudden explosion of impassioned, vehement hunger making loud moans erupt from me in an instant. His tongue swinging bluntly into mine revealing a maddening desperation as he immediately began to increase the pace of his lips against mine taking my breaths away. My mouth pushing back with full force as we began to open our mouths widely taking outrageously bold yet toxic, hot length kisses. Our chests beginning to pant heavily syncing out fo rhythms collapsing against each other as our hands dived on our bare bodies now beginning to take a hard grasp of the remaining clothing that laid on us.

My hands diving on his shirt taking a firm hold of it as I began to rip it off of him sliding it rapidly down his robust shoulders letting it fly off on to the ground before diving my hands down to his jeans sliding the zipper down taking an immediate grasp of his manhood. A groan escaping from feeling my hands brush against his stem before running it up the rails of his chest pulling on his buds with force. Our lips continuing to take sips of poisonous lust as we began to take unrestrained, harder kisses allowing our mouths to slip back only to pull in and leave an untamed, vicious emphatic kiss.

Without any notice, his hands began to wrap and slide down my hips carefully taking in their dips before taking a tight grasp of them and suddenly he lifted me up making me shriek in surprise against his lips. My legs wrapping around his waist with my hands immediately sliding around his neck as I began to giggle loosely letting go of his lips looking into his eyes that are begging me to take him on a ride.

Oh I will take you on a ride...but one in which you will be forced to listen to me. My sinister ego laughing in my mind as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"Fuck me...five minutes then I am on the top..." I hissed with my voice trembling barely letting my breaths escape while continuing to focus on my plan. Shivaay's eyes widening shocked by my command as I rolled my eyes before grabbing his jaw and crashing my thirsting lips into his.

Okay I would not have allowed him to make love to me, but the truth is right now I am bundling with this deep craving to have him and I know I will not be able to focus on my plan until I have him in me. Sorry...too much information right? Insert cringe...My mind speaking loudly as I giggled on the thought before starting my consumption of his bitter poison that has become a divine grace for me...as if an offering from paradise itself.

Pulling him into a boisterous kiss, I let him take immediate control as he wrapped his hands under my thighs holding balance continuing to take a firm hold of my lips penetrating them and running desperate, moist kisses. My hands wrapping into the waves of his hair increasing the rhythm of my lips against him taking hasty kisses leaving a bloodied trail of sultry seduction into him. The straps of my bra beginning to collapse off of my shoulders as his hand wrapped on the back of the clasp. A moan escaping from my lips as I deepened the kiss forcing his mouth open taking a loud, emphatic kiss letting our lips wildly roam against each other without a bare tempo to it. My hand entwining into his as we both began to struggle with the clasp of the lacy fabric as I sighed against his lips continuing to push myself against him trying to hold my balance tightening my legs around him. Without a warning, the clasp finally opened as he let out a sigh of relief while I chuckled knowing he is on the verge of falling apart completely weakening to me. His hands slipping the straps down as I let go of his lips raising my arm up while beginning to blow heat trying to keep his attention. His eyes lowering to my voluptuous breasts as the lacy fabric began to slip off slowly revealing the thick, sheer juice that was now sticking tightly to my two rose buds swiveling and asking him to lick them off. Giving him a smirk, I entwined his fingers into mine slowly taking the lace off and throwing it behind me allowing him to see my bare tones.

The plane hitting a sudden bump as we began to stumble with screams of fright erupting from me as we began to fall. Laughter erupting from him as he immediately turned on his feet barely letting go of my lips taking a whiskered kiss before we began to crash into layers of soft, soothing layers of fabric beneath us.

My back hitting the mattress loudly as I felt his bulky body collide and fall on to me leading giggles of giddy escape from me. His lips burying into my neck taking big, amarous kisses of my neck sucking on the remaining juice as I continued to laugh tracing my hands down his back digging my nails into it.

"Five minutes start now..." I whispered leaning against his flushed red ear as he groaned angrily hating the time limit I have set on him. Furrowing his eyebrows, he looked towards me immediately wanting to dissent with me.

"I want to lead...four hours straight..." He argued as I slid my feet down his waist letting out a snicker observing a desperation in his eyes as he licked his dry lips craving a taste of me that he now become addicted to.

"Baby...what do you want from me?...You want me to build a home with you right?" I whispered wrapping my hand around his neck rubbing it gently trying to untie his knots wanting to submerge him in my reign.

He gulped with his eyes wandering down as the sunlight scattered through the small windows of the plane behind the bed only to fall on my bare, naked amber colored skin that was painted with his bites...brushed with his kisses...canvased with his admiration.

Smiling softly, I traced my fingers up my heart before grabbing the bed sheet pulling it closely knowing what I am going to do soon and preparing for it. He sighed in frustration taking deeper breaths before tracing his hands down into mine leading them up above my head and entwining his massive, beefy fingers into my small, tiny ones that seemingly held more power than him at the moment.

"I want you...You are the ideal one for me. I have been searching for a woman like you for long," He whispered as my smile widened blushing red as I arched my back up ready to allow him in.

Ideal one?...What makes me his ideal is the detrimental question. What does this man who has all the luxuries and riches want from a woman like me who is nothing...does not have a career, basically is desperately single borderline cat lady, and slightly a sex addict as well. I do not get it what this man see's in me that I do not.

He began to lower himself as I bit my lip feeling slightly nervous although he has explored me many times since last night now experienced with my lanes knowing where and how I am able to reach a climatic peak giving him a taste of me while receiving his pills of serenity through streams of his own enough to give me a high and make me feel wanted...confident...desirable for a moment...something I have needed for long.

"Five minutes Mr. Oberoi...only five and then I am on top..." I whispered my warning against his lips inciting a chuckle from him as he pressed his lips on to mine that immediately opened leading him into a succulent, resounding kiss. Our mouths opening leading our wet saliva swirl before forming a resounding, explosive magma with fire erupting from our heating bodies as I arched shrieking feeling a sudden impetous, firm, hard force volcanizing through the fleshy, warm folds of my flower pushing right at the bottom of my red, swollen cherry.

"Oh my....oh..." I gasped loudly with my back arching up feeling his tip brush and swivel into my cherry inserting small pokes trying to tease it and release its ripe, juicy honey that will satisfy his dire addiction he has formed for my drug.

His lips taking hold of mine pulling me into a narcotic kiss as our mouths opened only to retrieve before entering again slowly taking sloppy, ravenous sips of each other with our sensual appetite drumming loudly against our beating naked hearts that brushed against each other. A sudden stream of thin, stringy liquid stream hurling into me hitting my peak immediately as I my legs immediately wrapped around his waist tightly pushing myself into him as he entered me with a firm thrust. Our hands submerging into the mattress as I began to erupt in rhythmic gasps finding my breaths sucking out as he began to push himself swiftly into me not stopping for a second, but pressuring and pressing hard on my swollen cherry hitting it vigorously repeatedly in a twisting, swirled motion. My navel tightening feeling a sudden pound of white, heavy creame bursting out of the butterflies that fluttered and painted me red with lust and maroon with perhaps love...as he began to straddle me increasing his penetrations letting them merge and collide against the rose petals of my flower forcing them to widen and unloosen their tightness.

He let out a small laugh seeing my mouth widening finding myself speechless surprised by how he immediately is bringing me to my peak as I continued to heave loudly finding myself drowning and submerging in his drug that he pushing into me letting its temptation filled serenity mixed with ecstasy run down my flesh up to my flower and into my heart forcing it to kill its wounds and embrace love...only love...love felt in his soft, yet hard penetrations the he continued to swing at me. Our bodies molding into one with heat simmering into each other as our hands began to zig zag on the bed sheets with the pillows flying off on to the ground as my feet wrangled kicking up finding whips of insanity curve into me as he continued to drug me.

"Faster...h-harder...please..." I spoke breathlessly barely able to give out my demand as he groaned burying his tongue into my breast letting it glide down the curves of their vulptousness tasting the sticky juice on it before letting go of my hand and grabbing the jug of juice again. My eyes widening as I looked at him shocked knowing what he is about to do.

"Let's make you more....wet then I will go hard..." He whispered the innuendo making me blush bright red as he smirked widely amused by the subtle effect his simple lines can have on me.

Raising himself above he continued to thrust himself into me riding me firmly not letting go continuing to hasten his stem into my flower ensuring it will milk its savoring flavors for him. My drying mouth slightly opening as he tilted the jug letting drops of juice collapse into my tongue as I stuck out it allowing the drips to fall before letting them glide down my neck making me shriek in delight feeling the ice cubs slide down my heaving chest and to my navel.

A giggle erupting from me as I grabbed his hips beginning to respond back pushing myself into him hard as his eyes began to turn red consuming himself with a heinous seductor finding himself poisoned with lust that gives him a high. The cool, thin juice beginning to glide and collapse its orange shade on my bare tones merging with the sunlight that graced my body. The juice quickly dragging itself down the rose colored petals on both of breasts before drowning and simmering into my arched navel where I am making my own flavors for him to taste. Giggles rising themselves out of me feeling the juice tickle my curves finding myself thrilled with his fetish liking every bit of it and fantasizing many other ways he could bring this vivacious excitement to my life.

"Baby...I want this everyday when we are together...everyday! Wake me...up...every morning like this please!" I screamed loudly with joy as he let out a loud laugh with his palm collapsing loosely against my mouth as he dropped himself on to my pulling up the sheets over us beginning to quicken his thrusts pushing into my folds hard and accelerating his pace at a momentous speed.

"Do not scream so loudly! These are thin walls...we have to be careful...We cannot let anyone know what we are doing right now...We cannot let them know how thrilling our sex life is...they will get jealous..." He spoke in a low voice letting out a chuckle loving how I am enjoying his fantasy not rejecting it one bit, but wanting more of it.

Blushing red on his statement knowing that indeed I am losing my senses and consumed only with his kicks liking the whips of his drug that he is continuing to swiftly and quickly push into me letting his erect manhood to hit my flower and pursue it to give him his prize of hard work.

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I turned my head looking out the window seeing how we both are diving into the clouds losing ourselves into a dreamlike fantasy absorbed only in each other's presence. The plane swinging back and forth inserting drilling vibrations between us as I began to moan feeling his tongue wrapping into the wet juice falling off of skin beginning to lick it and consume it off of me. His hands entwining into mine with his lips taking a hold of my erected rose bud beginning to suck on it vigorously consuming the tangy fruity flavor off of me massaging into them deeply inciting more moans from me finding my knots untying quickly with creame swiveling from my breast erupting into tightness and releasing with full force into my flower making it drenching wet as suddenly liquid began to fall out of it. Letting his lips fall down to my navel, he began to drench me with breathy, triumphant kisses quenching his thirst as he began to fondle into my waste.

My hands grabbing on to the pillow underneath my head as I arched up immediately unablet o bear the pressure collapsing on to my navel before blowing hard against my flower as my heart continued to reach a sudden peak before diving into a plunging pause before beginning to pick erratic, arrhythmic beats continuing to hit my juiced bosom.

"Harder....baby please...What are you doing to me? Damn it! I want you...I want you always! Oh Shivaay...Shivaay..." I screamed loudly once again as he let out a laugh immediately pushing himself with full force into me suddenly increasing his speed deepening his stem into the bottom of my crusts before running on the peaked hill of my cherry beginning to tease it and play with it inciting more gasps from me. He continued to plunder forceful thrusts into me strengthening by every second as I shrieked in excitement relishing every bit of it feeling streams of his lust scattered with love run quickly down my folds making them more wet before flying up to my heart lighting it on a blazing, red fire.

His lips lowering over mine with tongue suddenly running against my lips zesting me with the bitter citrus taste as I slightly smiled feeling him blowing heat on to my skin only to run his tongue over my lips again making me shriek in delight liking what he is doing and introducing the taste of the juice bit my bit merging his tongue on to my lips. Grabbing the jug he began to pour the juice into my mouth allowing to quench my thirst as I let it fall into me as I widened my mouth. My eyes following his as he revealed a teasing smile before biting his lip turning himself on observing me drinking the juice thinking how it will be like when I take a taste of him.

His hand suddenly taking a hold of my lips wiping the juice off of me as my smile widened before rolling my tongue against them.

His palm clasping against my cheek as he continuing to increase his penetration propelling deeply giving another strong thrust making me gasp with my hands wrapping around his back pulling him down into an embrace finding a sudden peace in his arms liking the warmth, the safety, and the protection they offered. Turning red, I arched my back unable to bear the agonizing pleasure that is beginning to run down my tensing curvy, lumpy hips making me struggle as I wrangled my feet against his legs entwining into them.

Our eyes meeting each other once again as we found ourselves submerging into our own realm that we both have been creating since last night...a realm where we both find ourselves weaving a thread between our hearts with every thrust...every kiss...and every embrace...A thread that is tightening and forming stitches on our wounds and forcing to open the underlying flesh of our heart salting it with a sense of luscious, lavishing attraction not only for our skins, but for the flawed beings we carry within each other...our suffering souls.

"Jaanam I want you badly...I want you forever. You are beautiful and I hate seeing you crying like this...I hate to see you fall. You might think I neglected your...story...what you just...told me before...about everyone taunting and teasing you...Well I did not. I listened and felt every bit of your pain...the misery...the sorrow...and tears...Anika...I am so sorry...to hear what happened to you...and baby I will do everything...to ensure you are not hurt...the way you have been hurt before...You are gorgeous, utterly breathtaking...a taste of you is divine...Your smile is one that I continue to repeat in my mind because it gives me peace...Your laugh brings life to me...The way... you continue to... embrace strangers such as my daughter... with love and kindness makes me believe that there is humanity out there...You are such a kind soul Anika...and that is why people wrong you so easily...And I feel this deep need to protect you and I do not know why...but I feel this need to keep you, protect you, and give you everything...you deserve... Like now, I listened to your tears and I just wanted to bring a smile on your face and make you feel wanted, so I did this...I seduced you again...which is lame, but..." His heart wrenching words paused as I gasped loudly burying my lips into neck immediately slapping a passionate, thankful kiss on his heated skin with a shy smile touching my lips finding pride in how I...I finally have found a man for myself who treats me well, understands me, and desires only me.

Tears touching my eyes as I closed them beginning to straddle him slowly allowing himself to plunge himself deeper into my folds continuing to explore my ripening flower finding my cherry swelling every second ready to release a taste of pure, sheer sugar for him.

It feels odd to be complimented when one never has been. It feels like he is wrapping beauty around my wounds and inserting felicity into me...a euphoric sense of peace that I feel I never have felt ever in my life...He makes me feel so confident...worthy...he makes me want to love myself and is that not all I want?...or have desired?

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Turning my face I began to press frail, possessive kisses on his flushed red cheek allowing my lipstick to streak him wanting to mark him as mine and engrave my very essence into him. My smile widening as his eyes turned towards me revealing my image that he is now burying in his heart wanting to seed only me in it and force it to only long for me and no other woman.

The plane continuing to swing side to side as I felt the sunlight scattering on to both of our bodies that continued to sculpt into one with our hearts turning out beating against each other and calling the other out...yearning to tie an eternal thread that would forever lock us as each other's and no one else's.

"You are not lame baby...you are a perfect disaster that I have always wanted. I only want someone who makes me happy even for a slightest moment. It has been a long time since I laughed...smiled...and you make me...I like being with you...and thank you...for daring to touch a grim soul like me and....dare to...pull me out of...this bleak loneliness that I have...embraced since forever..." I whispered letting out a laugh on my life beginning to realize that I have always consumed loneliness in my life...Nothing has ever been stable. Nothing. I have parents who do not love me...I had a sister who I adored, but she broke my trust stealing the one thing I had...one hope...Ayaan. Ayaan left me as well...It is like I always go on this high in which I am strengthening my relationships with my family or friends, but then suddenly everything collapses...I go everything. I give my everything into relationships. Always. I am loyal, honest, truthful and always fully giving in care and consideration to others...I do everything for them and yet somehow they always forget...they find my presence a nuisance and then they walk away not once looking back nor once even checking how I am. Never.

A light feathered touch simmering against my tears as I looked up breaking out of my trance only to encounter his blue hues seeing light reflect off it offering me a dose of solace. He held a small smile admiring me as he slowed his pace slightly pausing for a moment wanting to speak a few lines.

"Anika...you are not alone now...You have me. Your Shivaay will now never...leave you. I promise to treasure you and cherish you...just like always...The time has come...for us to unite...build our lives together...I have everything that I...can give you...I have the money...a well settled life...and I can do anything to give you happiness....You do not have to stay with those people who always...have treated your badly. Choose me and I will...always give you whatever...you desire...because having you is like having the entire world on my palm..." He spoke with his breaths becoming shallow, but allowing honesty to sing out of him and collapse on to my heart forcing it to for once believe that this time it too shall be wanted...yearned...and treasured unlike before.

His eyes speaking his loyalty that he now subtly proclaiming through his innocent words which he is now bravely speaking of not once hesitating. Giving him a blushing smile, I lowered my gaze only to encounter his lips that immediately took hold of mine forcing my mouth opened and driving me into a wild, insane ravishing kiss with his tongue pushing down on mine releasing a tangy citrus taste moltening with his toxic tonics beginning to booze me with it. A small shriek escaping from my mouth into his as he suddenly hit my cherry hard giving me a deep thrust before picking the speed accelerating into full force letting blazing, fireworks erupt within me as he began to swiftly purge and plunge himself into me.

My hands clawing into his back as my spine shot up feeling the streams of pleasure bounding out of him flowing and powering into my flower melting it in and instant and plundering into my swollen cherry. Heat steaming out of me as I began to moan loudly as his hands dragged lazily down my waist before grabbing it firmly pushing me into him leading a sudden eruption of creame to let loose out of my navel before running down my trembling flower only to pour out for him giving him a prize for his hardwork. A loud gasp escaping from me with my voice shutting immediately as I began to submerge into a soft, crystal utopic realm with pills of rapture spilling down my heart and ripping my wounds off only to settle down and swivel putting me on a sudden high picking me and throwing me into pure paradise.

"Anika...Anika...I want you...You are the one..." He began to moan and repeat my name on his tongue completely losing his senses with his lips collapsing against my neck pushing me into a delirious fabric of enlightment letting me know that I am the empress and he is my servant. His lips molten hot taking sudden grasps of my neck leaving impassioned fervent kisses slowly. Pulling on my neck, he began to explore its creases munching on it lightly before rolling his tongue down the syruped sticky juice still on my cleavage beginning to leave blatant, lengthy kisses on it.

"Anika...Anika..." He began to sing my name in my ear as I let out giggles ravishing in how he is saying my name for the first time in such intimacy...Last night I was the one singing his name and now he is singing mine... Our clammy, blazing hands entwining into one as I arched my back up beginning to push myself into him as he began to increase the momentum with his penetrations hitting a harder tempo.

Suddenly our bodies becoming one with nirvana beginning to wrap itself around us drowning us into a sea of pleasure where satin sheets of sensual sultry laid raveled by sands of lust on it. Moans and groans mixing and erupting loudly into the room overpowering the vibrations that began to run below us with the plane swinging side to side as we both began to rhythm against each other with all our strength ready to hit our peaks once again. His hands tightening their grasp into mine as I began to feel my flower open with petals now falling as it began to drench itself wet. The plum of his stem suddenly hitting hard against my cherry and it erupted immediately making me shriek as lifted myself up feeling pleasure hitting a loud strike and escaping from me instantly. Creame now running out of me continuously as suddenly an wave of liquid ecstasy lighting blunts and narcotizing their way into me putting me on a sudden high hitting my peak and putting me on a climax. Meth crystals of love firing on to my heart making me scream with exhilaration as he groaned with his lips plunging on to my breast beginning to massage it letting his lips rotate and twist and turn on it taking sips of lavatic citrus taste before sucking on the strawberry sweetness my rose buds offered. The penetrations deepening as he swiftly began to push himself into me rapily increasing the thrusts continuing to hit my melting cherry that began to release ripe, virgin sugars molding into white creame.

Ecstasy blunts mixing with pills of lust and stuttering onto meth crystals of love consuming my senses with pure thrill running and eating on to the flesh of my heart inciting a sudden longing to be with this man....not for a moment, but forever...to escape with this man and indulge in this insane, maddening....crazy, utopic, yet euphoric trysts that brings this enlightment...this content...this peace...this lunatic happiness that I have never experienced...Yes I want him. Yes I want him forever. Yes he is insane, but so am I...But I am going to change those darned rules before accepting him. Yes that is what I am going to do.

"Oh...Shivaay...I want you....Only you! Forever! Tell me you want me forever?! Tell me!" Screams erupting from me as I wrapped my hands around his neck forcing him to look into my eyes as he suddenly hit the speed accelerating into me driving a burning current of his lust for me allowing to erupt and splatter and scatter on to my heart making it heat a loud beat and embrace him immediately burning down the image of the brute who it love before. His hands lifting me up as he dived into my navel letting his trembling lips leave a cruel bite only to return with a slippery large kiss. Continuing to increase his thrusts, he pushed me up making me rise up as I continued to moan finding creame melting out of me and on to him as he held on helping me to untie my knots, not greeding over the flavors that he can taste. His lips trailing off to the edges of my curves as he continued to lay savagely charmed kisses allowing his lips to take hold of my vulptous waist leaving big, wet kisses on there pleasuring me every second.

His smile widening as he began to ride me rapidly continuing to purge into me taking us on a high as he began to push me down only to pull me up dragging me with him as we dipped into the mattress only to rise up. Heat sizzling down us as he pushed me into him before taking a grasp of my hair pulling me closer allowing me to only look in his eyes that held an insight into his demonic soul that is daring to be compassionate to me.

"You are my forever now Anika...There is no doubt that after being with a woman like you I would ever dare to look at any other. You are above....all of them....each and every one...You are the woman I have been looking for...You are perfect....Innocent...naïve...yet brave and courageous...You are so compassionate...empathetic...You give your honesty and loyalty...and everything into the person who gives you...the slightest attention. Janaam I crave this beauty you hold on the outside, but I love the divine fabric that you wrap around that heart....of yours'....You are my forever....only you...." He impressed the tune of his loyalty to me forever now submitting himself and leashing himself to my heart letting me know that he is not like the man who broke me...but a real man who will heal me and make me a true, confident and strong woman that I want to be.

Suddenly light shattering from skies on to us as we continued to merge into one.

The vibrations of the skies beneath us pushing us closer with him now hitting a last thrust bursting my cherry completely making me moan feeling the remnants of my creame flowing out. His hands clasping on to mine as he hit a force filled penetration into me only to hit peak as I shrieked in delight feeling his ocean of caked desires running into my flower and resurrecting it back to life healing it before swiveling down to my cherry and smoothening its cuts only to run up my tightening navel mixing with my creames of lust before flying up to my heart running butterflies on it and painting a canvas of passion and deep admiration for the man who has dared to touch my flaws.

His hands running up me pulling me into an embrace running the sheets above us as I let out a giggle turning red burying my lips into his neck beginning to lay slow gentle kisses with my quivering lips finding waves of weakness run up my knees to my trembling waist.

Silence touching the both of us making our hearts continue to skip beats finding themselves indulging in an unknown realm of lull considering the chaotic, wild lovemaking we both have just indulged in seconds ago.

Our smiles widening as we looked into each other's eyes with solace wrapping around us for once allowing us a taste of it and telling us that now we too can treasure it and use it build our new lives together...that we too are deserving to relish in content and lavish in prosperity of pleasure...that we too are wanted and that divine fate perhaps also approves of our bond seen with light continuing to cast from the skies on to the both of us allowing us to unite.

"Anika you asked me why I have chosen you over everyone else right?...You probably are curious why I have that contract with me in my laptop correct?" He spoke softly running his hand through my waves, a habit he has now developed finding himself infactuating over my dry wavy hair liking every bit of it.

Curiosity will be an understatement as I am going slightly insane thinking why he has those laws and rules and why he has been looking for a woman so long. It is so odd to have such a contract and peculiar that after so many woman he has chosen me.

Looking up at him, I turned on the pillow wrapping my arm around him tightly as he slightly smiled kissing my forehead tenderly liking that I am wanting to listen to his side of the story before jumping to any conclusions. His eyes meeting mine as we smiled in peace knowing that despite the conflicts we might face over the rules he wants to impose that we will get over this because at the end of the day we both just now want to be with each other and that is what matters that most.

"Anika as now we have decided we both want to be together, but without a bond...we must find a way to build our own lives as one. You and I both have learned that love is an illusion and...it is best to not indulge in an illusion that will only break and poison us to a point that we our wrenched with a soul and roam with dead flesh...I do not want that and neither do you...Our forever is the one where we both can be together and make each other feel wanted....desired....human. Anika I have never felt wanted...ever. I have been with many women in my life that I will not lie about. But they have never have made me feel the way you do. When we kissed two nights ago, you encaptured me in an instant. I do not know what it was...but that kiss was something that I never experienced...like it was my first. The way you held me when I was losing my anger on that woman who is my mother...The way you made love to me not lusting over me, but...genuinely admiring me and appreciating me...You make me smile and laugh and make me feel all these emotions that I do not think I ever had in me. Ever. And I genuinely am extremely attracted to you Anika...You make me feel at such ease and the things you call your flaws...like your body or your silly laugh or your awkwardness is what I admire and love the most...and convince me to pursue you and choose you as my mate..." His lines stringing the long unstrung tunes of my heart initiating drops of passion on it beginning to weave a special place for him in it...His lines enough to make me prideful that I have dared to touch a demon like him and incite his humanity that perhaps he rarely has touched for long.

Pulling me up against his chest, he tightened his embrace around me as I smiled looking into his eyes as he held a frail smile before leaning down and pressing his lips gently against mine. Our lips softly entangling into each other as we opened them slightly only to take a sip of each other's sweetness before pushing into a deeper slow yet tentative, tender kiss.

My smile widening as I slightly blushed unable to bear that I have left my mark on his heart claiming a spot in it clearly indicated his lines that reflect a deep sense of infacuation blunted with respect and admiration for me. Tears touching my eyes knowing that indeed somewhere we both are weaving our places in each other's hearts and seemingly indeed he makes me be myself just as I likely do to him. I like being with him...He brings a thrill, excitement, and content in my life that I have not felt before, but longed for it.

Letting go of the kiss, I wrapped my hand around his cheek rubbing it soothingly while continuing to look in his eyes. "Shivaay you also make me feel the way no one has ever done before. No man has made me feel this comfortable in my skin. You give me that edge of confidence and this need to love myself that no one has before. You have your demons, but what I love the most is that you do not try to hide them, but show them along with the deeper acts of benevolence and kindness you carry...I admire how you are taking care of your niece and embraced her as your daughter. I admire how you are brave and courageous and always fight for yourself and me. Shivaay I see myself with you on this unusual journey that both of us want to take...I think both of us have gained the realization that we both are not made for love and that beyond love there is a basic simple need that we all humans have which is to share our sorrow, our secrets, and our happiness with someone special who is able to understand us and simply stand and support us without any selfish need. Shivaay I see the both us like that and I want us to be that couple who is not in it for love, but for a need to give compassion to each other and make each other a better version of ourselves," I spoke with tears touching my eyes as I allowed my heart to speak and unravel its true feelings and hope for our future together realizing that somewhere I am beginning to bind a tighter knot with Shivaay's heart...that somewhere my heart is taking pieces of the love he gives when he touches me and is now forming a dream...a flawed dream that somewhere we both may actually end up being that ideal couple...that couple that stays until death together and never parts.

Shivaay holding a radiant smile relishing and savoring every bit of my lines loving how I am cherishing his bits of goodness and even embracing his dark phantoms that command him majority of the time. He is not good news I know. He is dangerous I know. He is toxic I know. But these are the exact reasons why I want to be with him. He is not a coward. He is not that ideal gentleman who shows off chivalry, but ends up cheating. He does not run away from my broken soul....He is not Ayaan and that is why I want to be with him.

He let out a wicked laugh with his eyes turning a piercing shade of red as he lifted himself up taking a bowl of chocolate covered strawberries before pulling the covers over us. A nonchalant aura surrounding him with his demonic phantom taking control of him inserting needles of villainy and pins of insane malefilience.

Smart move Shivaay. I know your words were genuine and meaningfully came from your heart, but I also know you are trying weave a nice little trap for me...a trap in the sense you want me to be your trophy at home who will make your home...add life to it...pleasure you when you want to....and take care of your child while you will be out and about God knows doing what...Heck no. I will have my independence. I will build our home where we will be equals...I will care for our Chaaya, but with his involvement...I will build our life not his life.

Biting my lip, my eyes wandered to the bedsheet above us reminding myself what I am going to do in the next few minutes to solidify my reign over him and ensure that he listens to me and my own set of demands. A smirk touching my lips as I batted my eyelashes looking at Shivaay cuing my innocence in as he picked up a strawberry for me to eat.

"So that means you are agreeing to the contract. It means you want to build this home with me where you will be the empress and I will be your servant...where you will rule and I will listen...where you will make our home to which I will come everyday...where every night, I will prize your hard work with pleasure in our bedroom..." His lines lewd and obscene making me want to vomit as I faked a smile opening my mouth taking a bit of the strawberry he held noticing him watching me closely with a malicious smile finding himself intrigued by how my mouth sucked on the thick chocolate before taking a bite of the ripe berry...appearing to conceive filth in his mind on how my mouth would be like if that strawberry is him and I am tasting him instead.

Turning bright red on the thought I took the last bite of the strawberry before lifting myself out of the covers and immediately throwing myself on top of him snapping my thighs around his waist locking him in it. His mouth slightly widening with his eyes popping out like a salivating bulldog as I gave him a seductive smile snatching the bowl of strawberries from him slamming it on the table next to his. Flipping my hair to the side, I tilted my head trying to pull off innocence to convince him that in naiveness I have agreed to sign that bimbo contract of his.

"Here let me feed you..." I whispered seeing his eyes wandering down my bare tones with his lips drying as he rolled his tongue over them beginning to build an appetite to take a hit of me again realizing he failed to taste my flavors in the last tryst we indulged in.

"Sorry I distracted you...I mean you worked so hard on me...so hard...and I did not even let you taste the prize...But no worries we still have time to do the deed again as we said I will be on the top..." I hissed pretending to drop my mouth into a sad pout trying to convince him that he has the throne and I will be the obedient....Hahaha loser. He does not even know what he is getting into.

His vindicative smile widening appearing to fall for my false naivity as I giggled eyeing the bedsheet once again before running my hand into the bowl of strawberries placing on in my mouth. My body slightly shaking finding myself slightly nervous considering I have never been on the top ever and likely will never be considering how nerve wracking it is to perform during these sensual acts. My heart suddenly now drumming and skipping beats as my bosom began to rise and fall rapidly with shallow breaths catching me.

Clasping my trembling hands on his thighs, I began to lean forward letting his eyes wander down to my bare cleavage catching sight of the firm two bright red berries on my breasts on which chocolate was now collapsing from the strawberry I held in my mouth. Slight saliva appearing to drool out of his mouth as he began to slightly heave with his hands clasping against my hips squeezing them inciting a moan from me as I flipped my hair once again before leaning down to his mouth gesturing him to eat the tip of the strawberry.

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"Now this is why I have chosen you...the way your read me and know exactly what I want...This desire in you to make lovemaking fun and exciting...Baby I love it...I love this bold side of yours truly I do..." He spoke huskily giving me a wide smirk before wrapping his fingers into my hair pulling forward and immediately grabbing the tip of the strawberry in my mouth with his own lips.

Oh baby you do not even know the disaster you are getting in. I am naïve and innocent, but I am tired of others walking over me. I am done with that. No one can shackle me now not even you. I will tame you...reign you...and command you...that is Anika's promise.

His hands running up my bare spine making me shiver as I pressed myself against him letting our mouths latch as he began to suck on the chocolate fudge before taking a bite of the strawberry that I continued to hold in my mouth. My hands dragging down his chest before grabbing another strawberry slowly beginning to drag it down his cheek making him groan feeling the chocolate drip down his neck before falling and slipping to his manhood inciting a urgent temptation to milk me once again.

Heating molding on to our bodies as I pressed myself on to him letting our mouths merge as he grabbed the strawberry before pulling me into a ravenous kiss. Our mouths opening letting the bites of the sour yet tangy strawberry erupt as we both began to hungrily take bites of each other's lips before diving in and lushing our tongues without shame on the warm inner flesh. Chocolate streaming into us further intoxicating our senses as he grabbed a fist of strawberries throwing it on my bare body letting them scatter off my breasts before down to my waist as I moaned pushing myself against him beginning to rhythm my body against his. His hands grabbing my hips pulling me on to his waist as I began to straddle him continuing to paint the syrupy, wet chocolate over his bare heated chest as we continued to take spontaneous yet long, eager kisses letting our blazing tongues roll into each other pushing our trembling lips in full force against each other.

His hands suddenly taking a hold of my back as he began to massage it inciting a moan of pleasure from me as I immediately let go of lips finding myself breathless completely boozing on his tender, rough touch that can leash any woman. My hands smudging up and down against my rose buds letting chocolates submerge and penetrate them before giggling feeling his mouth take a hold of my cleavage taking rugged, playful bites only to leave a succulent kiss and lick the chocolate off of me.

Time to tame you Shivaay...Oops. My alter ego spoke as I giggled running my hands down his shoulders before pushing him back and lunging my lips on his chest. Opening my mouth, I slapped them against the chocolate fudge lingering on his heart beginning to take a long, length kiss of it swallowing it whole before running my lips down leaving brief urgent kisses taking a taste of the chocolate long the way only to taste the bare toxic taste of his chest.

Time to handcuff you...I thought as I let out a small snicker running my hands into his entwining them before raising them above his head as he continued to groan finding the softness of my lips intoxicating as they ran up against this neck leaving teasing and brief chocolate laced kisses on there.

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"Keep your eyes closed now...I have a nice surprise for you...baby," I hissed against his ear running my tongue against his ear inciting another groan from his as I looked at his eyes that closed shut before dragging the bedsheet off the corner carefully.

Suddenly my hands grasped the bedsheet tightly as I wrapped my small little fingers around his wrists and before I knew it I began to run the sheet around his wrists. Shivaay's eyes suddenly shooting wide open with his jaw dropping as he began to struggle while I giggled continuing to wrap the sheet into a tight knot before making another one.

"What are you doing?! Anika have you gone mad?!" He began to scream trying to wrangle his wrists out of the bedsheet as I erupted into a series of giggles tying the last knot before throwing myself off of him running my hands through my hair before sighing in annoyance and grabbing my underwear and bra putting them on quickly.

His face turning different shades of red with blood from his veins shooting through into his eyes as he began to tremble violently with his anger shooting through and his raging demon taking a firm command of him pushing him to lunge at me, but failing to as here he lays restrained and cuffed unable to even pick himself up.

"Anika! Untie me in the instant! And why are you putting on your clothes?!" He exclaimed angrily as I giggled grabbing another bedsheet wrapping it around my waist before throwing another one on top of his manhood wanting to cover it finding a little awkward seeing it in such light.

Clasping my hands on my waist, I rolled my eyes looking at him up and down as he began to panic with a tinge of fear running in his eyes unable to comprehend the sight of the woman who stood in front of him trying to ponder where he went wrong in his judgement about me.

Giving him a smirk, I snapped my mask of innocence off before trailing myself steadily towards him grabbing his laptop off the desk placing it on my thigh as I slammed my foot right against his feet pushing them down. Masks...We all wear them and I did as well. My altered ego clasping on me beginning to laugh in my mind as it crawled up my soul and cloaked it with a green charcoaled shade on it trying to insight sinister viceful thoughts inside of me as I attempted to push them away not wanting to become a victim to my sorrow, gloomed mood that I have been embracing for a while.

No I did not play him. Absolutely not. I am everything he see's me as I truly am that person who is kind, considerate, and always thinking of others...I truly am beginning to like him and this is a new feeling considering I never even had it for Ayaan I think...I like his flaws...I embrace his compassion towards me...I love everything about him and I love this relationship we are building...But...He has tested me and now I have to be who I am and have always been.

I am bipolar...I was diagnosed with anxiety disorder and bipolar disorder last year. Yes I am getting treatment, but the symptoms and signs are there just like they appeared randomly when I began to rant about my past to him moments ago before we made love...the symptoms and signs came when I read his contract that requires me to wear shackles...I cannot allow such again. I cannot.

Sighing, I looked at his laptop staring at the document before my eyes feeling a tinge of anger hit me reading the rules once again not liking how his demons are daring to interfere in the almost perfect relationship we both are forming...interfering in the excitement and the thrill that we both are indulging in...these damned demons trying to tame me.

"Anika! Untie me now! This is not how you should be treating me!" His voice roaring loudly as my smirk widened looking at his hands raised above his head that remained tied tightly with the bedsheet while laying naked barely having the small bedsheet cover him...oh here he lays hopeless at my mercy...hehehehe.

I let out a loud laugh leaning down over him holding his laptop on the thigh while pressing my lips tenderly on his temple before encountering his blue hues that were piercing in anger not liking my action one bit.

"Awww...my bhalu is angry. No baby no...come on do not be angry at me. This aggression of yours' does turn me on and makes me desire that you make love to me hard...rough..." My tongue rolling out the words as it slid on his lips turned red slightly groaning beginning to lose his anger engulfing himself now with urgent, hungered savage temptations with his eyes wandering down my body.

Giggling I let my fingers run down the stringy layers of chocolate fudge dripping off his shoulder allowing them to swivel. My hand falling down to his navel taking a firm grasp of it as he slightly gasped shocked by the move with a wicked smile appearing across his lips appearing to like the act.

"My rakhashasa, I am just doing what you want. Here look rule number fifteen says that the partner likes to assume dominance in love making through various means and acts including blindfolds, restraints, and other objects used to please. However, he is free to assume a submissive position and she has a right to please herself the way she wants to. She has the right to decline usage of such objects and the partner will oblige to it....So baby, I want you to be my servant restrained like this, so I could do things...to you...pleasure you and myself," I whispered blowing heat on his lips making them tremble as he looked at me curiously with his eyes wandering across my face trying to decode my intentions. I let out a chuckle slapping the laptop besides him before crossing my leg over the other laying down on his lap looking at him.

A vile smile touching his lips as he looked at me with fear suddenly vanishing from his eyes and an apparition taking course and control of his soul inserting needles of corruption into him. His eyes wandering all over me slowly beginning to unravel my vengeful soul able to pick up that all along I have had my temper reeling bit my bit over how he has dared to tie me in such an unequal, chauvinistic contract.

"Your eyes are saying something different...You want to avenge me by seeing me in restraints because you hate that contract...You hate the rules and the laws I want you to abide by. You are mad. You want to rage. You want to scream at me...You want to scream my name loudly and complain to me...hit me...slap me...and then you want me to take you by your hair and kiss you hard and then fuck you...You want that aggression...You like it. You like me for who I am...but you love that a rich man like I is giving you the attention making you the center of his world not looking at any other woman. You do not like good guys, but the bad ones who are brave, dangerous, and are able to protect you...give you the world like I. You relish in seeing me dominate others while submitting to you...You want to reign me. Tame me. And make me obedient...Tell me Anika. Tell me if anything I have said is wrong. Baby I have always succeeded in reading you since a long time...so tell me if I am wrong," He snared my filth at me able to puncture every dirty guilty pleasure of mine and render it bare out of my rotten flesh and out for him to see and pinch at.

My smile widening as I looked at him while he continued to look at me raising his eyebrows up and down amused and frankly now enjoying our little argument relishing in seeing this shade of mine that I have not revealed before.

This man. Reading me since a long time?....I do not get it. We only have just met and he is this good that he is able to read me so well...Absolutely crazy and damn it I hate it, but also love it. The fact he can instantly unravel my schemes and render them worthless is so freaking annoying and yet I love it that I do not have to work hard in explaining myself.

Pulling myself up, I began to drag myself on top of him slowly crawling my way up as his muscles slightly flexed appearing to shiver under my touch. My hands slapping hard against his chest digging into the chocolate fudge before placing my finger in my mouth and sucking the chocolate of right in front of him allowing him to observe the act as if it is him.

Giving him a seductive smile, I immediately grabbed his jaw pulling him closer towards me allowing him to see the dangerous alter ego I myself carry...the solid bitch that emerges out of me time to time to teach lessons to certain people.

"You are a beautiful disaster that I want to fuck until this damned eternity. You are lost. You are confused. Your eyes show many miseries that you want veil by this mask of domination reflected in your aggression and your deep desire to restrain a woman as a trophy in your home. Your wounds are reflected in these gorgeous blue eyes...You carry baggage that you relieve by sleeping with women. You are likely a sex addict and you hold strange fetishes as a way to outsource your wounds. You like to be dominant and reign a woman who is naïve and innocent because that is your ideal...that is what turns you on and makes you become a savage who can lick her wounds and empower her. Now you are 35 and you are being forced to grow up because you suddenly have landed with your brother's daughter who you have to father...So you do not want to grow up, but have to...and you cannot continue this lifestyle that you have indulged for years...So what you do? You create this bimbo, assed, and crass contract and set out on a hunt for a woman who can obey to this....and who ends up? Of course me. The tragic, broken Anika who already has been abandoned by everyone she loves...and is on the verge of wanting a man...a real man who can take her on escapes," My words slapping out his truth clawing out his demon and pulling it right in front of him allowing him to look at it and realize who he truly is...who his true raw nature is that he embraces as a barbarian liking every bit of it despite begging to God that he follow His path and enter redemption.

Tears forming in his eyes with his lips pursing tightly together as he kept a smirk trying to hide that I have punctured his mask and unpeeled it one by one by laying out his reality to his face and uncovering his true intentions on this contract.

It feels odd to have a man, who is still a stranger, propose such an unusual relationship. A relationship in which he will satisfy my hunger for pleasure in return for I to behave as his wife, but not be his wife. I am expected to run his home and make sure he is taken care of and so is his child, but then I am nothing, but just a mere woman who will live with him without any particular relationship that is societal approved...Do I care about society anymore? No. Do I care what people will say? No. I do not.

I am ready to move on. I am tired of that same mundane life that I have been living for 23 years in a family that does not love me or give a crap about me. My parents do not even dare to pretend to love me...they bluntly show how much they hate me and despise me. My sister took my only love...now berates me and is turning everyone against me. My ex-fiancé, the one man I ever loved, cheated on me...I am tired and I want to move on and Shivaay is perfect for that, but I cannot allow him to shackle me again. I cannot.

Absorbing my words, he let the silence play beginning to ponder over his truth not liking one bit of it as he appeared repulsed by it although knowing that I have indeed unmasked him. His eyes reflecting a sense of urgence to claim me back knowing that somewhere he may just lose me due to this contract that he has set forth in front of me.

I continued to sit on his lap as he kept his hands raised above his head holding a mysterious smile appearing to think of a scheme in his mind.

"If you have uncovered me so well then tell me now. Do you want a disaster like me in your life? Do you want a man like me who is a complete sex addict to make love to you?...Do you want to run my home that likely has many empty and hallow corners where you might feel alone?...Do you want to raise my daughter who is not yours'?...Are you ready to forget your past life completely and build a life with me where I can give you everything you want except a name...My name. I can promise you that I will never be able to marry you and give a name to our relationship....I can promise that I will never be able to love you because I do not believe in it...What I can promise is a lifetime bond where we both can be partners and soulmates in the sense of cherishing each other, treasuring each other, and supporting each other while giving each other what we desire and find rejoice in..." His voice slightly shaking with tears as he appeared to beg me to not leave him...to give him a chance because he can offer me what I have always wanted.

He can offer me a new life that I have hoped and longed for. A life where I already will have a child and a man who will make me feel at home and give me love in his unusual ways and manners...Not love in the sense of passionate love, but humane love that almost every being should have for the other and one that I have been deprived of for so long.

Tears touching my eyes remembering my past as I bit my lips before sighing trying to force a wicked smile to reflect to him that I am in power and will not waver down to him no matter. My hand sliding the laptop towards us as I began to scroll at the document feeling anger crawl up to me reading over the obscene demands of his ranging from controlling who I associate and socialize with to my basic grooming.

Continuing to sit on his lap, I attempted to take deep breaths looking at the laptop trying to find places where I can argue for myself against him as he appeared to observe me keenly with a precarious smile. "Is it because of Ira? You do not want to take part in caring for her?...I mean we will have a nanny who can do that work...I just want a motherly figure for her-"

My womb recoiling inwards finding itself nauseating over how I am ready to now seed it with a stranger's daughter who somehow has left a mark of love on my heart that is scared of love...who somehow has awakened my desire to mother and to nurture her...that somewhere when she latched on to my breast today, I felt as if she latched on to my womb yearning to be mine...

My hand immediately slapping against his mouth as I lunged on top of him letting out a loud snarl now reveling with my temper boiling up letting steams out of me with bugs of rage biting into me viciously. His eyes widening shocked by seeing me heaving as I tightened my grasp on his mouth looking right into his eyes wanting him to see the reflection of my soul and for once grasp on to its genuine, honest truth that I am now wanting to unveil to him allowing him an insight on to my barren heart that is now daring to dream once again about a life now with him and his daughter.

"Oh shut up will you?! Never ever question my concern and love for my Chaaya! Alright?! She is more precious to me than you and I will never ever even dare to be careless in her upbringing! She deserves a family and she deserves loving parents....and I want that for her and I am ready to be that mother to her! Alright?! She makes me f-feel...t-those f-feelings t-that I-I have been b-blocking for a long,long time! I-I have been c-craving to be a mother...I always have wanted a family...a daughter...and a partner like you! It is just that I do not have it in me to love a man because I am scared...but that does not mean I do not want a child! I of course want a daughter and to see Chaaya in that form in front of me makes me yearn to nurture her and m-make h-her mine...I j-just feel as if she is mine....It is never going to be her due to which I want to back away from you...It is you! It is these damned shackles you want to tie me with! I mean these darned rules are too much for me! I want to be with you because you are relieving me from my barriers and giving me the escape...a new lease on life...I do not want to be with you due to rules, but because we both can build something beautiful! Do you understand?! I mean I detest these rules and I want to make our own rules together as a couple...or whatever we are! I want you and I to sit face to face and build our life...the rules, the laws, and everything together where you and I will be equal!" My screams lunging on to him blowing reality into him breaking his farce fantasy of shackling me as his trophy for life and molding him to my truth that we both are required to build on our relationship....that he also has to be involved like me.

My hand grabbing the bowl of strawberries with anger running its course into my veins as I threw it right on to the ground letting the glass shatter loudly. My shades coming to light with my temper now soaring as Shivaay appeared speechless astonished by the red raging creature in front of him. His eyes holding tears somewhere able to connect to my misery able to grasp that perhaps what I want from our relationship is valid and that I too should have a voice.

Grabbing the laptop, I began to let out a hurl of angry laughs as I slammed my knee hard against his thigh making him howl loudly with his hands shaking since they have been raised for long. Turning my bloodshot eyes to him, I grabbed his neck pulling him towards the laptop as I continued to heave scrolling at the document.

"You idiot! Look at these dumb rules! Am I your wife or something?!...Like I have be a homemaker and supposedly I have to run the home and make sure you are taken care of?! Like what the fuck?! And...groom according to you?! Why?! You lusted and looooved over me and took my virginity when I was looking like a red painted tragedy...and now you want to groom me?! Really?! What do you want to dress me as?! Some trashy lingerie model?!" I exclaimed into his face clearly on running on a bipolar ride of delusions mixed with rambling and diversions that now I am entering.

A small smile touching his lips amused by me as I began to shoot daggers at him continuing to seethe in red hating how he is not taking me seriously, but liking my anger relishing in it.

"Lingerie? Hmmm....well I would love to see that hot body in lingerie only for me...but besides that what is wrong in expecting you to take care of our home? Do you not want that? Do you not want to decorate our home with your hands and run the servants around on your beck and call...and take care of me? I mean...you are not my wife, but my partner...I will come home every night and give you pleasure in exchange for..." He teased his obscenity at me winding me up more as I gasped in shock hearing his lines hating every bit of them not liking his filthy fantasy though somewhere loving the idea of running a home.

"Honey, I am not you maid first of all. I am the woman that you fantasized for long and are finally getting. Second, I do not do work. Alright? I am not that woman who goes in the kitchen and cooks food...Heck no. I do not even know how to make tea and here you are expecting a buffet?! I for one am a lazy woman alright? I do not do any of this. I wake up early in the morning and then I do nothing. Basically that's my day. I do nothing and I will definitely care for Chaaya that I can promise, but besides that I will not do anything because I do not like doing work. I can care for you in terms of the bedroom, but besides that sorry you are on your own. You are rich and likely have servants so make them do this will you?!" I exclaimed angrily throwing my hands up in the air into fists as I shook my head in frustration expecting Shivaay to retaliate.

Suddenly a loud chuckle erupting as I looked down seeing him entering a trance of laughter finding himself entertained by my confession of being a lazy couch potato who does nothing. He appears to be pleased by my honesty instead of upset that I am breaking his dream.

"Acha ji? So madam does not even know the basic survival skill called cooking?...But I do who supposedly is a rich man and has servants to do such work. Wow. What else do you not know considering we are on this topic? I really want to know why you want to be with me now even though I have a good idea now...So tell me baby about your expectations from me, what you can do and not do, and what you want from me?" He played his lines at me giving me a teasing smile with his hands wavering into the air continuing to be tied together. His eyes glistening with delight loving our conversation although I am hating every bit of it.

Throwing him a glare, I slammed myself hard against his manhood sitting on the sheet covering it as he groaned loudly in pain inciting a loud laugh from me. Clearly I have his balls in my court. I snapped the innuendo in my ear beginning to chuckle before sticking my tongue out at him.

Anika tell him the truth now. Break his dream and let him know who you truly are and what you really want out of this relationship. Snapping my mask off, I let out a snicker rolling my eyes before grabbing his jaw and looking at him once again allowing my heart to now speak and unravel it's deepest secrets.

"You are looking for a woman to please these special demands of yours and I get it. Men like you have fantasies and expectations of women pleasuring them while running their home and making them feel like a real man basically who is in control....I might have been weak in my past...u-used...dispensed...b-but I-I cannot be that woman for you. I cannot...Do I want you to fuck me? Yes! Do I want you to hold me and kiss me and make love to me day and night without an end until death?! Yes! I do! Am I greedy for your name and power? Yes! I am attracted to you not only because you have the looks, but because you have something that I have wanted for long! This demeanor of power and reputation that you have! I like to be next to you because I feel you will protect me due to this very reputation that makes my enemies in form of my family members to bow before you! I like that those people who wronged me bow in front of you! Okay?! I like these traits about you...I like this aggression you have! It turns me on! I like your insanity! I like that you are wicked! But....baby....I cannot fulfill all of those rules you are creating for me! I never have done any work in my life and never will likely which is why I want to be with you because you will allow me to live without adhering to these conservative crap of being that ideal homemaker that my family has punctured into me! I want you to give me a life! Allow me to explore my interests...a possible career maybe...and just give me a home where we both can just be together and find happiness! I want to raise Chaaya and will! That is my dream! I want to be a mother, but also independent! You can give me my independence that I have longed! But...baby I cannot do what you want! I cannot! It is just too much! I am barely breathing right now and if I accept your rules I cannot breathe any longer!" My rants erupting into tears as I began to wail loudly in a dramatic way grabbing his laptop and beginning to slam it up and down on the bed wanting to kill it in an instant.

Suddenly a pair of arms wrapping around me with my eyes widening as I turned immediately encountering his blue hues that swiveled in pure compassion and empathy not once revealing that demon he always held. The bedsheet loosened form his wrists as he pulled me into an embrace while I began to shake nervously with fear with many thoughts erupting in my mind on how this man likely will unleash anger upon me considering I tied him up and restrained him in a manner that likely no one else has ever done before.

"Y-you hands?! Oh God, you untied yourself?! I-I am sorry...I just w-wanted you to listen to me which is why I tied you up...because you never listen to me! I am so sorry Shivaay!" I began to ramble with fear continuing to wrap around me as I bit my lip looking at him only to be shocked seeing that he carried an amused smile on his lips not showing any hint of anger.

His palms clasping against my cheeks as he leaned in closer pressing his lips on my temple leaving a soft, comforting kiss trying to easy my tears before wiping them away. Looking at him confused, I stuck my lower lip out in a pout which I have a horrible habit of doing when I know I am in trouble. His eyes falling down to my pout before he let out a chuckle appearing to adore my childishness before looking up into my eyes and then speaking his mind.

"You are too cute to be honest and extremely childish. Babe, I already had my hands untied from those sheets moments before, but I pretended to be tied because I wanted to give you power to lay out your thoughts to me that you have been holding on. You did not have to tie me up to make me listen to you, but you are silly Anika so obviously you would get this idea in your mind. Look...if you ever have any complaints with me just say it rather than build it up. When I asked if you are mad at me about this contract before we ended up having sex, you should have told me...But that is alright. I get it. I am sorry Anika. I am sorry I should have thought about what you have gone through in life and how these rules and expectations I have will only further shackle you and stifle your freedom. I am sorry I am like this, but these are just certain expectations I have," His line weaving a sense of calmness around me tying my fears into knots and throwing it away and allowing me to realize that somewhere this man does not mean any harm and is a victim to his own demons.

A small smile touching my lips liking that somewhere he is trying to adjust himself with me and willing to slightly loosen his anger knowing what a manic I am. He is apologizing to me and what I have read from him so far, I can tell this man rarely apologizes and here he is to me understanding my needs and wants.

Turning my lips towards him, I began to lean in as his smile widened before closing the gap and taking a hold of my lips letting their softness merge and introduce a soothing creamed taste wanting to rain down on my jittering nerves and put me to peace. His hands wrapping into my hair pulling me closer into his embrace as he continued to press his lips fervently against mine lengthening the kiss and slowly taking sips of my sweetness while I took bites of his bitterness.

Letting go to take a breath, his eyes revealed a red shaded hallowness that held graves of his demons which often resurrect to life. His hand's grasp tightening into my hair pulling me closer as I looked at him curiosity somewhere able to tell that he has not fully let go of his vile, villainous nature.

"I like to be dominant and in power and I want a woman exactly like you in fact now only you...I want you to be in my home and I want you to be the woman with whom I can be myself and continue to feel the need to live because you make me want to live. But, I cannot change. I cannot. I cannot eliminate these rules and expectations because that is who I am. I cannot change...I will give you what you want and you give me what I want...We both just want sex and truth is we both like it. We both like this sin. I can give you everything...the money, the reputation, the fame...I can give you your dreams, but you do not have to do too much for me. Just be in my home and ensure it runs properly...look after my daughter only to ensure she is raised well...and then live. Live your life, but as my mate, you have to ensure what you do is proper and in accordance to me. I am more mature than you and I know what will be good or bad for you. Look Anika...do you really want to go back to that trashy life of yours' where no one gives a damn about you or do you want to be with me who can give you everything you ever wanted and make you an empress who will have that same amount of power and dominance over the very people who wronged you just like I do...I have plans for you Anika. Do not worry. I will give you the life you deserve..." His voice hitting a dark, villainous note with a barbarian clearly singing itself out of him...a barbarian that wants to hold me in the palm of his hand and lock me in it...but also a barbarian who craves my tastes and flavors...who knows that only I can offer him what he wants...that only I am willing to indulge in his fetishes that no other woman is.

Power. Dominance. Empress. The thought weaving a crown of grandeur on top of my head as my smirk widened imagining this life of luxury with him where I can blow off money...not do work...be a mother that I have always wanted to be...and be with a real man who I can show off, be listened by, and satisfied by...Anika. What else do you want? No girl gets this opportunity that you have gotten. This man is flawed...so what? He can give you your dreams back. Think about it.

My ego speaking on my shoulder as I gave him an appeasing smile liking the thought before licking my lips in greed thinking about our life ahead. Shivaay letting out a sinister laugh with his hand brushing down my arm before pulling me closer.

"You like the dream do you not? You like being in power and ruling others and telling them what to do...You like luxury. You like the idea of not being bonded with rules that marriage or love require. You want a real man who is opposite of Ayaan and that is I. Baby, I can give you everything I promise. You will be everywhere with me...in front of the cameras, at those high class parties...and even in my company where I will give you power. You can blow off my money as much as you and fine don't do a thing. Alright?...Just be a mother to my daughter and my mate. I will edit the rules for you only, but you have to accept me first. You have to accept that at certain parts I will dominant, but at others you will reign above me and I will obey you. On this trip to Goa, we will learn about each other and then edit the rules. Tell me now that do you want us and are willing to compromise like I will...Tell me baby, do you want the life that I can give you and only I...a real man," He hissed and slithered the thought into my mind blowing his charm into me and instantly grabbing my heart out and making it his.

My heart skipping beats with delight as butterflies began to fly within me swiveling out and loving the idea of being an empress and living that life of luxury with a man that has come the closest to being my ideal more than that coward Ayaan who I thought I loved...Escape Anika. Go on now. Accept his offer and then edit the rules like he is saying. Accept him. Everyone is flawed and so he is, but this is likely the closest opportunity to perfection you are getting and so do not back away. Not now. This is the time to show to everyone that you to are desriable and that you are better than them...Shivaay can do that for you. Shivaay himself is a man you want...so go now do this.

Giving him a smirk, I wrapped my hand around his neck rubbing it gently before leaping down on to the bed and pulling him with full force over me. A laugh erupting from him with his hands beginning to unknot the sheet around my waist knowing exactly what I want from him. Continuing to rub his neck, I pulled him closer allowing the heat of our mouths to escape and brush against each other further igniting his temptations. My eyes meeting his as he looked at me like the devil clearly catching on that I am slowly caving into him and embracing his idea ravishing on the life we both can share as a couple likely forever.

"Yes. Make me yours' Shivaay. I want this life with you where we can raise a child, but will not be bonded by nonsensical rules of relationships. We will create our own rules not based on the concept of love, but the concept of selfish desires that we both want to satisfy in each other...and a desire to be each other's mates so we can fill each other's flaws and give each other a better life. I will be honest...I want that luxurious life you have, but most importantly...I want a real man like you who keeps me safe...who makes me feel the best version of myself...and fulfills my small pitiful dreams...So yes. I will sign that contract once we finish this trip in Goa and are able to learn more about each other to create rules where you can dominant, but so can I. I will compromise only if you do...and I know you will. So make love to me and claim me yours' again in victory that now we will always be together..." My voice hinting a deep desire to take a hit of his danger liking every bit of it and wanting it no matter what.

Truth is I just want him. It is not wrong for a woman to have sexual desires or fantasies...Why can men only have such and not women? Why are women like us forced to live according to societal standards by having to indulge in relationships with names like boyfriend-girlfriend or husband-wife? Why? Why can we women not live our lives when we get the chance? Like I am right now. Yes I want him. Yes I know he is not good news. But yes, I love his danger and damn it that is what makes me want to be with him. I love every bit of him and now I want him as mine and only mine and no other woman's.

He held a heinous smile as he began to rise above me empowered with my words savoring them and embracing how they were only his...how I am going to now only be his and no one else's. No I will not give into his rules...I will change them and even he has agreed to it now. In some rules he will win and others I will. Plain and simple.

"I am not the same Anika Shivaay...I am not the one you were with before. I am different and this time things will be different. I am not that Anika..." The words escaping from me without a notice as I appeared to enter a trance with confusion submerging into me a suddenly blurs of memories began to run before my eyes appearing to see an ocean and a beach where I am being held and taken to a tent...and then made love to by a shadow...then morning happened and I am running.

Shivaay raising his eyebrow looking at me bewildered not catching on to my meaning that even I could not at the moment. Everything feels so déjà vu right now as if....as if I have been in this situation before...where we are together and arguing.

"Not like before? What do you mean Anika?...We have just met," His voice crashing into my blur of memories as I immediately snapped out with a pain hitting the side of my head as I rubbed it gently feeling a little dizzy as if I have traveled back in time.

Shaking the thought out I plastered a smile on my face while feeling my heartbeats quicken finding themselves afraid of the blur of memories that appeared to twist in front of my eyes. My hands wrapping around his back as I ran my hands through his waves affectionately as he continued to look at me curiously.

"Must be a slip of tongue...I meant to say I am not that Anika my family has used. I am different now and I want to claim my independence...my confidence...myself. And I want you to be part of this journey with me," I spoke softly as his smile widened immediately loving my thought and wrapping his hands into mine tracing them above my head before raising himself above me ready to take me in one more time before this plane lands in an hour.

"I promise I am going to be on this exhilarating and thrilling journey with many dangerous rides along the way. You are mine now that I promise to you....only mine. I promise to give you your freedom," His voice loudly echoing as we smiled looking into each other's with pure calm touching us finding ourselves zesting on the dream that we both are now going to build together in which only the two of us will be together and healing each other while living a life where we both can fulfill ourselves in a selfish manner yet one that is the most humane.

The vibrating plane that began to tumble and jump slightly with turbulence arousing me immediately as I slightly moaned finding my navel tightening with liquid milk beginning to swivel and fall down my waist right where my rose is. Laughs slipping from us as we looked into each other's eyes finding ourselves insane that we are making love in a freaking airplane without any shame. Shivaay leaning down as I began to giggle with excitement knowing what he is going to do.

"Make love to me..." I whispered against his lips that were inching towards me as I smiled demurely finding myself blushing on my demand feeling suddenly very nervous under his presence consumed with giddiness as well.

"I thought you said you want to be on the top for the rest of the time..." He whispered back with a teasing smile as I lowered my gaze biting my lip remembering I had said that, but mainly so I could tie him up nothing more than that.

"I just said that to tie you up...I do not have any intentions to lead for a while...I want to explore before I start doing things..." I spoke in a low voice beginning to turn red in embarrassment as he immediately chuckled amused by my silliness.

"And here I was making fantasies of you doing the work...but I understand you are lazy. You are silly Anika...completely silly like a child," He muttered letting out another laugh as my smile widened feeling my face heat up knowing he is absolutely right that I am a lazy bum painted with childishness and amateurity all over her.

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Our lips opening together as he pulled me into a full, warm blooded kiss letting our tongues dance against each other with small laughs escaping from us. Taste of chocolate fudge simmering into us as his lips drawled them on to mine. His lips wistfully running against mine increasing the pace as we both began to rhythm against each other with my back arching up as I gestured him to take me in. His hands burying mine into the sheets below us as he began to overpower the kiss pushing his lips down on to mine harder taking quick, vigorous kisses sucking on the chocolate strawberry sweetness lingering in my mouth before sipping pills of drunken ecstasy that joyfully splattered in my saliva.

A moan suddenly arousing from me as I gasped against his lips feeling a sudden force plunge and dive into my flower. White liquid suddenly twisting and turning tightening only to loosen and slip down me as I gasped again with my spine immediately arching inward feeling pleasure livid its way throughout my entire body. He began to enter me with a sudden firm, powerful force thrusting right on to my swollen cherry making me moan once again. Our hands submerging into the soft layered white fabric of sheets below us as we sublimed into breathless, triumphant long kisses with our bodies molding together into one becoming painted with light from the skies beginning to wrap around the both of us.

His shaking hand barely pulling the sheets over us as he continued to rise our peaks hitting it over and over again. Our bodies sculpting into one as he hit longer yet swift penetrations pushing himself harder into me with his hand holding both of mine restraining me as I smiled widely loving every bit of his dominance not wanting to work, but only lavish in how he is marveling over me and sketching my very ugliness into his heart finding elegance in it.

"Rougher...faster...p-please...show me my peak in a minute..."I whispered into his ear begging him for my tonic as he let out a small laugh continuing to hit my peak propelled with a blunt force making me gasp as I began to feel my cherry once again blossoming right between my folds ready to pop any moment.

His hands ripping my lacy bra apart pulling it down forcefully before letting his tongue dive down to my breasts gusting over the chocolate fudge that stuck itself tightly to my heating flesh. My navel moving inwards with my heart beginning to pound loudly feeling his lips leave unrelenting, bruising kisses on my bright red rose buds rolling the chocolate off into his tongue enticed by its sugared, molasses taste.

His thrusts becoming forceful as he increased his pace driving it with penetrative, propelling acceleration. Lifting our sweaty, heated bodies up together, he swiftly began to increase the tempo letting his waves of ecstasy stream into me and ignite crystal meth of lust into me putting me on a sudden wild high with my thoughts blurring as I began to moan and shriek delighting over the drugs he is offering to me in every hasty movement to every caress of his lips.

"Shivaay...Shivaaay...I want you! I want only you!...Only you...You are mine...Only mine now no one else's..." Shrieks erupting from me as he began to increase his penetrations quickening his speed beginning to push himself into me with riched intensity.

His eyes meeting mine as he faintly smiled liking how I am singing his name without even his request to do so...knowing that slowly he is making a place in my heart only for him and removing anyone else's name out of me with very kiss...carress...and drug.

"I am yours'...I am only yours'...my Anika...Anika....Anika..." He began to repeat my name in my ear inciting moans from me feeling his lips nibble on the edges of my heating ear before running down to my cheeks where he began to brief, silken kisses on my cheeks drinking my sweat before tasting my bare flavors that he has developed a craving for.

Rhythmic gasps escaping from me as I continued to shriek letting it echo loudly in the airplane which began to dive slightly only to raise up inciting a moan from me feeling the liquid further running down at a quicker speed. Vibrations of the plane embracing the both of us as we both began to moan together letting it erupt loudly in the room pinching with shrieks finding ourselves consumed with acts of pleasure.

"Oh...my...damn what are you doing to me?" I heaved loudly finding my breaths tumbling over another as he continued to propel with a rougher thrust gliding against my quivering folds making me shriek knowing what it about to come with my peak suddenly hitting me.

Moaning loudly, he grabbed my face pulling me up towards him exposing his blood ridden eyes that appeared drunk with my flavors now becoming an addict to them. A smile of insanity touching the both of us as we began to pant finding ourselves breathless from the deed.

"I do not know what...I am...doing to you...but you are driving me insane...I just want you now day and night...just you..." He clawed his lines on to me exposing his teeth like the creature he is before lunging onto my mouth bringing me into a urgently possessive kiss. Our mouths opening once again reveling into a fierce, ragged kiss letting our slips sloppily fall apart against each other.

Rose petals melting and swishing a shade of red with the liquid milk seeped down my trembling thighs as he groaned intoxicating himself with victory as he buried his lips into my abdomen beginning to burn it with big, open mouthed kisses continuing to suck on the chocolate strawberry rich flavors staining me. My hands beginning to swing and swirl into the bedsheet as he held them down while I began to gasp unable to control the currents of white liquid continuing to milk their way out of me without an end as he began to hit my cherry harder and faster wrenching it wet and imploding it. Suddenly his appetite ripping itself apart with his salacious libido tearing as liquid began to rush out of him into me immediately unknotting me and leading my fruits to burst with juice slowly flowing out begging him to drink them.

"Yes...come for me...now," He spoke dangerously against my ear making turn red as I buried my lips into his shoulder feeling momentously shy about the effects he is beginning to have on me...how without even trying, he is able to get his serums from me that only I can give.

He let out a chuckle liking my shyness as he continued to thrust himself into me repeatedly without an end inciting more gasps from me with my back arching finding myself lazing down now depending on him fully to bring me on many highs and peaks. His hands letting go of mine as my wrists slightly burned where his nails had dug into me when he was completely on his peak.

Letting his fingers run down my waist he squeezed it tightly making me shriek as I let out a giggle feeling tickled before grabbing on to the sheets knowing where his lips were going feeling them purge down against my shaking thighs. His lips taking long, tempting kisses allowing himself to sip on the red wined flavors running out of me. We both continued to moan and let ourselves sing loudly without shame as he continued to bluntly drink off of me as my flower continued to pour itself out wanting to rain on his barren heart that never has felt needed and yearned for until now.

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"Why did you choose me?...Huh?...Tell me...what were you looking for and why did you choose me for this...type of relationship?" I questioned trying to regather my breaths as my waist continued to move up and down finding layers of shivers running through me feeling him continuing to leave soft, alcoholic kisses on my trembling folds wanting to ease any cuts he may have left on the trembling rose petals of my flower that laid right between my thighs.

He slightly smiled against my thigh leaving a final timorous kiss there before lifting himself up and pulling me into a hug turning over and allowing me to lay on his chest just how I like to. My eyes meeting his as he entwined our hands together before kissing mine gently.

"When I know it is the right time I will tell you Anika why you are the one. I wanted to tell you today in this very plane, but I feel you are deserving of a better way to know why I have chosen you...All I can say is that I have laid in many thorns for many nights all alone...drunk...losing myself to insanity...losing hope until I met you...I have not slept for months until last night when you were in my arms...I have not smiled until I met you...I have not wanted to live until I met you..." His voice breaking apart losing himself in his own lines that he daring to allow his heart to spill finding himself trusting of me to bear the venmous sorrow he has faced likely for a while.

His eyes staring at the ceiling of the plane appearing to enter a trance dwelling on the wounds and cuts he carries which he hides behind his masked demons. Tears touching his eyes inciting a sudden burn in my heart as it skipped it beat finding itself bleed a tear of its own observing the slits of pain that he treasures within him.

He is hurting. His eyes reflect many layers of bruises that he carries within himself not wanting anyone to see them although he being tortured by them. He wants to be freed. He is begging for mercy and begging for God's path. I can see it in those beautiful blue eyes, that he is longing to be unleashed from tormenting sins that likely he has committed. He is a good man...My heart says it and yet why he embraces vice is a question I continue to carry within me. God knows why he wants to be someone who he is not...what is he afraid of that forces him to embrace hideous savages that lurk behind murky veils of immorality.

Shivaay taking a deep breath pulling the comforter over us as he began to run his hand through my waves letting his fingers linger down my back beginning to play with the clasp of my bra revealing a playful smile wanting to continue our rendezvous. A giggle escaping from me catching on his naughty thoughts as I buried my lips into his neck beginning to leave small, brisk kisses. He sighed leaving a kiss on my forehead before burying himself in his thoughts losing himself into a trance while allowing me to leave healing kisses on his jaw allowing me to touch him without any hesitation.

I never ever thought in a hundred years that I would be laying in bed with my father's boss without any shame...I never thought that out of all the men I would choose such an unusual, mysterious, yet thrilling man. I do not know what he has that just allures me and pulls me into him. It will be wrong if I say I felt this exact same way for Ayaan because I never did. Ayaan was my first love and I remember how much I had submerged my entire life and made it revolve around Ayaan...I remember all of it and for some odd reason what I felt for him is nothing compared to what I am beginning to feel for Shivaay. Just being in his arms makes my heart skip many beats without a breath...Just seeing his smile makes me feel as if I have seen the entire world...Just listening to a small vague compliment from him is enough to make me feel beautiful. His presence is enough to tell me everything will be alright and there will be light at the end of every day. As I lay here, all I feel is the burning of my flesh that lays on my heart right where I once had a special place for Ayaan...and now feel the resurgence and revitalization of my very heart that wants to make a special gem in which it can crystalize Shivaay's very essence and pieces of his soul, so it can treasure it...

I like him. It is wrong to say, but after long time a man has caught my attention and after a long time am I willing to build a relationship with one. I am crushing on Shivaay hard...and falling for him...and it is crazy and insane that I am building such a relationship with a man fifteen years my senior and my father's boss yet alone also my ex-fiance's...But I like being with him and I want to know more about him...He is a mystery I want to unravel because every time I am with him I find something new about him...So I am excited. I am incredibly excited to be on this trip with him where I can spend time with him and further strengthen our bond.

Lifting myself over him, I pulled the sheets over us before revealing a small smile to him as he appeared to shatter out of his thoughts catching sight of me above him. "Tell me why you chose me as your mate when you are ready...But let me say one thing. I really want to get to know you Shivaay and spend time with you. I like being with you and now I cannot even think spending any moment without you. On this trip to Goa, I really want to get to know you and spend quality time with you and Chaaya...I want to get to know the both of you, so we can create a nice set of compromised rules and build our own home...a shelter where we can heal each other and raise Chaaya. I really want us Shivaay and I swear I want the both of us..." Tears quaking out of my voice as I held my strength looking at him with hope that he will listen to me and attempt to connect on a deeper level with me beyond the sex and shallow lust we both share for one another.

Shivaay's smile widening as he removed a tear from my cheek with his thumb before caressing my cheek looking at me with agreement. "You amaze me every time Anika. You are childish on the surface, but the maturity you portray in a sudden snap is remarkable. To hear that you do not only want to spend time with me, but my daughter makes me feel as if I have truly found a gem and I have. No woman has such a kind heart like you do and to see you embrace the possibility of motherhood to such a small child makes me believe in humanity again...So yes I will spend time with you and that would be beyond the bedroom I promise..." He spoke with pride only to erupt in a chuckle as I giggled on the thought of being outside of the hotel room and spending time together in Goa.

Continuing to laugh, he lifted his head up only to pull me into a delicate affectionate kiss. His lips running slowly against mine as we slowed the kiss weaving our hearts out into each other silently letting one another know how much we desire the other...wanting to form a peculiar bond that likely no one has ever heard of or experienced before.

This all seems crazy and would be to any onlooker, but for me all of this seems right. Relationships with names are just a product to fulfill societal norms and I have experienced how these relationships with names only cause suffering and trauma nothing else. Why do I have to follow the classic steps of relationships that involve love, dating, and marriage culminated with motherhood?...I do not want to follow these steps because they have only hurt me and damaged me. I have a right to claim my dreams without following the rules...to be a mother to a baby and a partner to a good man is what I want and I will do everything now to fulfill this dream...I never have dreamnt big, but just normal dreams. There is no harm in dreaming to build one's own home and family...There is no harm in desiring motherhood...There is no harm in wanting a good man...There is a no harm in wanting to be independent with a career and education, but also a family...A woman should never be forced to choose a modern choice of taking a career and fully giving up on love and children...A woman has her own choice to indulging in a career or family or doing both...

Our lips letting go of each other as I pecked his one more time softly before wrapping my arms around him and pulling him into a tight hug as he smiled liking the hug before tightening his own arms around me. Silence touching us as the plane swung side by side hitting mild turbulence before shaking itself through. My eyes wandering to the mess of the room we laid in noticing glass shattered on the ground with strawberries spilled over as our bedsheets laid a mess falling off the bed with pillows smeared with orange juice that now laid on the floor as well.

A small giggle escaping from my lips feeling slightly shy show we both had gone insane and created this chaos just like we did last night in his hotel room at the haveli. Let's just say we do not make love like normal couples and that is a confirmed fact.

"We are crazy...who decides to fuck in a freaking plane?!" I exclaimed looking up at him as he let out a chuckle agreeing with my statement before licking his lips with thirst.

"And that is what I like about you. You indulge in my crazy fantasies that no one else would like to. We are on the same page and to be honest, I have many more ideas to make our relationship enjoyable and exciting especially in an exotic place like Goa," He played the thought boldly as my eyes widened turning blunt coral red feeling embarrassed yet curious on his statement of where else he will take me and make love to me on this trip and beyond.

He let out a small laugh before sighing sliding his laptop towards us realizing the injuries I had caused to it by slamming it many times on the bed.

Guilt touching me as I cringed slightly remembering how I had unleashed my temper at that poor laptop. Shivaay throwing me a smirk before rubbing my back and forcing me down on to his chest in an embrace.

"And who would have known that a shy, quiet Anika has anger issues?" He teased playfully as I whined in complaint snatching the laptop out of his hand and throwing it on the table not wanting its nuisance between us. My hand grabbing the back of his neck pulling him towards me as I smirked giving him a threatening look.

"Well I will kill anything that comes between us Mr. Shivaay Singh Oberoi. Even if it is this damned laptop that carries that stupid contract of yours'. I will remove anything and anyone who dares to come in our path...You and I are one now and that is how it always will be..." I snapped the chord at him as his smile widened with his eyes cheering the thought liking my will to fight for the both of us that I want to. Yes, I have finally am going to realize my dream by finding this perfect man and now I will not allow any thorn to be cast in our path...Not a single one.

Leaning down, I grabbed on to his lips pulling him into a possessive kiss forcing my way into his mouth as I began to push myself against him running my leg up and down his feet finding myself drowning into the idea of making love to him again. Our hearts beginning to beat together as we indulged into a cruel sonorous kiss with his hands running all over my back pulling me into an embrace appearing to obsess over my bare flesh wanting every bit of it to be his just like I want every piece of him to be mine.

Suddenly a loud knock erupting on the door as I shrieked in fear letting go of his lips immediately before jumping up pulling the covers over me realizing I am almost naked. The knock getting loud continuing to run in a series inciting my heart to continue it erratic, thumping rhythm slamming itself wildly against my chest as I began to heave with my thoughts running wild thinking who it might be and what they might think seeing the both of us together like this as a complete mess.

My eyes widening as I shot my head towards Shivaay who let out a laugh rolling his eyes not showing an ounce of fear finding himself still boozed up by our tryst. My hand smacking his chest hard as he howled loudly feeling the sting of my slap.

"What the hell?! That hurts Anika!" He yelled at me as I shot him a glare before searching for my underwear trying to see where the hell it landed in this room.

"Well I call you bhalu because of your beard, but you truly are one! How dumb can you be?! Someone is at the door!So get your ass up! We are about to get caught like this naked!" I yelled in a whisper at him snatching my underwear underneath the pillow before quickly putting it on as he let out a whistle looking at me in my undergarments.

My jaw dropping as I shot my eyes at him seeing him grinning widely with his eyes wandering all over me licking his dry lips liking the sight in front of him. "Hot damn. You look mind blowing...I think it is the after effect of being fucked by me," He blunted his ego at me completely nonchalant that someone is at the door who is continuously knocking fiercely on it as if the apocalypse is coming right at this moment.

Turning cherry red, I let my temper sizzle and boil hating his nonseriousness as I grabbed his jeans throwing it on his face angrily while he let out a laugh appearing to like my anger.

"You are turning me on with this angry side of yours'," He muttered flirtatoiously as he put on his jeans. I sighed in frustration ignoring his comment to search for my dress that is buried somewhere under the layers of sheets.

"Babe are you looking for this?" He called out as I shot my head towards him seeing him holding my hot pink dress up in the air beginning to wave it as if some prize to symbolize how he was able to successfully make love to me not once, but almost three times in an airplane since the last three hours.

My hands lunging up trying to grab it as he snatched it away waving it up while I began to jump trying to grab hold of it. "Hey give that to me! Someone is at the door Shivaay! Please give my dress!" I whined continuing to get my anger winded up as he chuckled raising it right above his head as I jumped trying to get it. His eyes wandering down me liking how I am jumping in front of him giving him a close appearance of my body.

"Oh I like it when you jump like this...I can see various angles that I have not seen before..." He whispered in seduction eyeing my bulging cleavage as my mouth widened in shock by his statement while I continued to lean over him trying to snatch my dress away from his hand only for him to begin running jumping up on the bed and continuing to wave the dress.

"Hey give me my dress you bhalu!" I yelled at him angrily reaching over him trying to grab the dress from his hand as he began to give me a taunting laugh running to the other side of the wall snatching himself away from me.

"Are you chicken?! Tell me?! Are you chicken that you are running away! Is Shivaay a c-c-chicken?!" I yelled with laughter and suddenly my head began to spin once again feeling a blur of laughter erupting in my ears with a sudden vision appearing in front of my eyes as if I have said this very dialogue before to him, but in a different place...

"Don't call me that! I am not a chicken!" He argued snapping me out of my déjà vu once again as I began to shake in anger clawing my hands towards him while he laughed slamming his back against the wall continuing to raise the dress up in the air not wanting to give it to me.

The knock increasing as I sighed in annoyance hating the impatient person on the other side of the door. "Bae what is that on your head?" I questioned pointing at his hair as he looked at me confused placing his hand on his head before I snatched the dress out of his hand immediately taking hold of it.

"Hey that is cheating!" He called me out as I giggled at his look of surprise not able to believe that I have just fooled him. Slipping on my dress, I began to zip myself up giving him a smile of victory.

"Now go and open the door please! What are you looking at?!" I scolded him as he threw me a glare hating how I have ended his play so easily considering he is the master of teasing a woman out of her mind before giving sex to her.

He let out an angry grunt at me taking his shirt and putting on him before buttoning it only halfway through allowing his bare chest to be exposed. My hand slapping his chest again as I jumped off the bed.

"Ouch! Why did you hit me again?! You are behaving as my wife!" He snapped at me with his bulging blue eyes allowing him to look like a desperate, lusty toad that he is...all bulky and flexed, but shaded in pure pale green.

"Button the entire shirt! Who are you trying to show off to?! Is it the flight attendant?!" I reprimanded him grabbing his arm and trying to button his shirt as he continued to shoot daggers at me hating how I am controlling him.

Frankly, no one should see my man like this besides me. Not even the flight attendant. I have the right to see him naked not some other bimbo that he likely has slept with before. A tinge of jealousy hitting me starkly and enough to ignite my temper more.

"Oh just let me open the door now will you?!" He fumed at me pulling my hand away continuing to flaunt his bare chest as he slammed his feet making his way to the door while I sighed in irritation at his attitude.

Struggling to pull the zipper up, I barely made it up to my back before beginning to fix my straps carefully. The door opening behind me as I heard a shocked gasp behind me enough to let me know that it belong to it pitiful, ugly witch considering the high pitched shriek that is now running out.

The plane slightly trembling jumping up as I grabbed the wall behind me immediately feeling the ground beneath me slipping ominously as we entered a set of dark clouds with the sunlight suddenly vanishing indicating an ominous apparition has now come out of the shadows.

"Hi Shivaay..." The voice of seduction singing a spell out towards my lover as my heart hit a pause before raising my eyes and looking up slowly to see what woman is daring to take my territory and make it hers.

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Okay I had more to be honest and believe me Shivaay and Anika will have more discussion on the contract in the next part and Chaaya is coming back along with crazy Arti and Ayaan who will challenge Anika and Shivaay on a very unusual, stupid thing LOL :D. But the chapter would have gotten too long, so if you liked this chapter then please do let me know and if you did not then please also let me know LOL.

I know this chapter was HEAVY on mature content and I know I may have crossed the line, but this book is different from "Learning to Love Him Again" eventhough it is a redux as it is based on a fling and pure physical attraction two people have for each other that now is deepening and becoming more emotional....Believe me Anika will address this issue of lovemaking with Shivaay in the next part and I would have added it here, but I could not as the chapter would be too long. Also, sorry about the crude and rude language, but it was the best way to show the aggression and mental states of Shivaay and Anika...I think all of you can tell this book is a very opposite of "Learning to Love Him Again" that rarely uses such language and content.

I know right now Anika's point of view is quite heavy in the story, but Shivaay's POV is coming it is just that Anika has a lot of complexity as this chapter shows. She has mental health issues including anxiety disorder and bipolar disorder and due to such she makes odd decisions at times. Like for example, she used lovemaking as a way to trap Shivaay and then tie him up and discuss to him what she feels...

Anika's moods and decisions swing a lot in this chapter which is a product of her mental health issues including anxiety and bipolar disorder (definitely you can google these to learn about them more), so this shows her indecisive nature. Anika uses lovemaking as a way to tame Shivaay and impose her power over him knowing that he is heavily attracted to her and will do anything to have her including bowing down to her which he did at the end.

Anika is a completely different character in this story and Shivaay also is showing differences as well. You will see the roles switching between them in this story and it will be shown more in the next chapter :). If read my previous book, I kept Shivaay's point of view under mystery for a while because he also is a complex character and his past will slowly be revealed as well...

I am posting four chapters this week.

If you liked this chapter then let me know and I will be posting the next part hopefully tomorrow afternoon :).

Thank you for reading :)

Ciao!

-Jasmine

Who do you think is at the door?

What do you think of Anika's method of taming Shivaay? LOL

Note: Remember Anika is suffering from mental health issues and the fact is that she is an unusual character. She willingly seduced Shivaay and slept with him only to tie him up and scare him to ensure he realizes that she is in power and not weak...She had an unusual plan and she actually slept with Shivaay because she wanted to and knew that he would eventually bow down to the contract because that is the confidence she has.

What do you feel about Anika's mental state considering she has anxiety and is bipolar?Anika's rambling in the middle of people bullying here was done on purpose by me to show her mental state.

What do you think about Anika's personality traits? (Her attraction to money, power, and reputation that Shivaay has)

What do you think about Shivaay willing to listen to Anika?

Will Shivaay change for Anika? What do you think will happen once they move in together?

Will Anika be able to convince Shivaay to change the rules on this trip to Goa?

Who is falling first? Shivaay or Anika?

There is more everyone and I just could not fit everything here, but Shivaay and Anika do have more emotional discussions in the next chapter :). In my books, I show the growth of a relationship, but also the two individuals in it meaning Shivaay and Anika will grow up a lot in this book on their own while building their relationship :)....This book is loooong....It is long and likely will last quite a few months if not a year, so yeah...Slowly this book will replace "Learning to Love Him Again" as I am expecting to end "Learning to Love Him Again" by end of summer or September :).

I am posting four chapters this week.

If you liked this chapter then let me know and I will be posting the next part hopefully tomorrow afternoon :).

I appreciate all of you for reading this book and giving so much love to such a new book where story has barely started. Thank you for your kind words, for reading, for voting, and for giving feedback :). THANK YOU!!!!! And please take care of yourselves and I hope you and your loved ones all are healthy :).

Famous night club chapter, Chapter 26 from "Learning to Love Him Again" is getting reduxed in upcoming updates this week, but with totally different concept and storyline...Anika at the night club will create havoc and so will Shivaay...