I MEERA I

Vikram finally turns the key into the lock and pushes the door open. He looks back at me and I can feel my nerves building at the thought of what's going to happen next. I'm excited but I can't help but worry that I might mess up.

He hesitates for a moment when he sees me staring at him.

"Meera, you don't have to-", he starts but I immediately cut him off.

"I have to because I absolutely want to", I tell him as I hand him the helmet and jacket. He takes them from me before placing them on the floor besides the shoe rack inside. He looks back at me and whatever he must see there makes him yank me inside with him by my wrist.

As soon as we enter his apartment, Vikram pushes me up against the door after kicking it shut with his foot. He has a thing for pushing me up against surfaces, be it a wall, a door or an elevator.

It's not like I'm complaining, it's so hot.

He places his hand on my hip, bringing the other to the wall beside my head. He leans his upper body closer to mine and I have to tilt my head to look up at him.

"I want to hear you say it, Meera", he says, looking at me with his lustful eyes.

"Say what, Vikram?", I ask him, acting oblivious. We both know what he meant. He tugs me by my waist and my body ends up plastered front to front with his. His other hand cups my jaw.

"You know what, you little minx!", He says as he strokes my cheek, his eyes moving from my eyes to my mouth and back.

"I really don't, Vikram", I tell him trying to sound innocent. The keyword being "trying" because I know that the smile that I tried to snuff out gives me away.

"You like making me beg, don't you, Meera? But isn't it time we put an end to this cat and mouse play already? Come on, say it. I have to hear you say it with that beautiful little mouth of yours", he says.

"I... Vikram", I can't think when he trails his lips down my jaw like that. He placed a kiss on my throat before gently biting my earlobe and I chuckle lightly. That tickles. I didn't know I was ticklish there!

"Say it. Say you're mine", he says against my neck before lifting his head to look at my face.

My eyes move to his sensual mouth, ready to argue, out of reflex. But when I see the look of love and adoration mixed with pure carnal desire in his eyes, all fight leaves my body. My body relaxes and from the look on his face he knows it before I even say the words, "I'm yours, Vikram!"

He releases a sigh as he leans his forehead against mine. ''Say it again?", He whispers.

"I'm yours, Vikram", I tell him, a little amused and very pleased at his reaction.

"Again", he says.

"I'm yours", I say, chuckling.

"Are you laughing at me, Meera darling?", he asks as he leans back to look at me. He has a challenging look on his face, it's adorable.

"Nuh- huh", I shake my head but a small laugh breaks free.

"You are. You are laughing at me. Well, forgive me, but that's the first time you've openly said that to my face. I've heard you say that a million times to me in my dreams but it's not the same hearing you say it while you're in my arms", he says and I swoon a little.

"You dream about me?", I ask, I'm sure with stars in my eyes.

His face changes, "well, I try to. But it's not like you can force the dream fairy to show you what you want to see in your dreams", he says.

"Dream fairy? Really? And you just said you heard me say it to you in your dreams", I say, "were you lying?"

"No. That's a different dream", he says.

"What?", I ask. He just said he couldn't dream of me after saying he dreamt about me and now he's saying he dreams about me in a different dream? Yeah, not confusing at all!

"A wet dream, if you will. You usually say that you're mine when you come screaming my name", he says and I gasp in realisation. Of course, the dirty bastard!

"Vikram!", I admonish, a little embarassed all of a sudden.

"Don't act like you're not pleased about it. It's a compliment, you know? And I plan on making my dreams come true. I'll have you say that you're mine while you're under me, over me and every fucking where until we both pass out", he says. His husky voice is enough to give me a mental orgasm. But his words push me over the edge.

I try to kiss him but he leans back, "uh-huh", he says as he taps at my pouting lips.

"Say it again. Say you're mine", he says.

"Vikram", I whine but he places his hands near his ears, "I don't hear it", he says before looking at me expectantly.

"You're insufferable, you know that?", I ask him as I bring my hands around his neck. "Mm.. hmm", he nods with a content smile.

"I'm yours Vikram. I have been, for a long time", I say as I look into his warm brown eyes.

He leans into me , his lips a few centimetres away from mine. "And I've been yours since the moment I met you, Meera", he says, a moment before his lips crash down on mine.

He lifts my legs up and I hook them around his waist. A moment later, I feel him walking towards his bedroom, with me in his arms, never breaking the kiss.

When my back hits the bedroom door, he pushes me against it before kissing the shit out of me. We break away when we get breathless. He turns the knob and takes us inside and again leans me up against the closed door again.

"You love pushing me up against things, don't you?", I ask him, a little amused.

He lifts his head from the crook of my neck to look at me. "Do I? I didn't notice. Maybe I like the thought of nothing in between us and you having nowhere to hide from me", he says.

He pauses for a moment before saying, "did that scare you? That sounded like something a serial killer/stalker would say".

I laugh. "No, that was a little hot. But definitely something a serial killer/stalker would say", I nod solemnly.

We become silent for a moment as we stare into each other's eyes.

"You really do have pretty eyes", I tell him. I love his warm brown eyes.

"You don't have to flatter me with compliments. You already have me where you want", he says and I roll my eyes. He seriously can't take a compliment even though he talks like the chosen one, most of the time.

"Meera? Are you sure you want to do this? We can stop here if you want. It won't be awkward, I promise. We don't have to do anything you don't -", he starts rambling but I stop him.

"Vikram?", I call him.

"Yeah?", He stops mid-sentence as he looks at my face curiously.

"Shut up and fuck me", I say. The words shocks me more than it does him. I've never said something so forward in my life.

"Yeah, now I'm hard", he says.

"Yeah? What're you gonna do about it?", I challenge. I feel like I'm having an out-of-body experience. I've never felt this comfortable and confident to say things like that.

His mouth curves up in a devilish smirk at my words.

"Mark my words, Meera darling, at the end of this night, you won't be able to walk right", he says and I wonder, Oh boy! What did I get myself into? But I can't contain my excitement as he carries me towards his large bed and throws me on it, making me bounce a few times. I giggle when he smiles.

He pulls me to the edge of the bed by my waist and takes hold of my feet, before taking off my strappy sandals and throwing them down beside the bed.

He trails his hands up towards my waist before undoing the button of my jeans, all the while keeping his eyes on me. I feel hot all over. I know he's teasing me and it's torture, "come on, hurry", I say, trying not to sound impatient.

"Oh, no! I'm going to take my time with you. I want to brand each and every inch of your body into my memory. I've been out of spank bank material", he says. "Besides, don't you think it's a fitting punishment for making me wait all this time?", He asks and I whine.

But he slowly peels off my jeans, ignoring my protests and I'm left in my panties and tank top that barely reaches my waist.

"Take off your clothes, too", I tell him.

"So eager to see me naked! Show some control, Meera", he jokes before kicking his shoes and socks off with his legs. He makes it look so effortless. Whereas if it were me, I would be on the floor tangled in my own legs, I'm sure.

He takes off his tie next. The visual of him loosening his tie before pulling it away is so hot that I might've whimpered a little, making a smug smile show itself on his face.

He takes off his shirt next, slowly undoing the buttons, one after the other. He also takes off his wife-beater before moving to his pants. But I'm distracted by his washboard abs. The little V disappearing inside his boxers call out to me. I want to scratch my hands all over his torso, like a kitten.

A moment later, his pants hit the floor, leaving him in only boxer briefs. I almost make him put his clothes back on, just so I could watch him strip down again.

"Look all you want baby, it's all yours", he says as he pauses like a an Egyptian statue. I laugh. Only he can make me laugh at times like these.

"Now show me what that body can do. You seem to be all talk, and no action", I taunt and it gets the desired effect. Because a moment later he's leaning over me, his knees between my legs.

"I'll give you action, alright", he says as he cups my chin to lift my head before closing his mouth over mine. His tongue tangles with mine as we compete for dominance. But he pulls away too soon to trail kisses down my neck. He kisses my breasts over my top before reaching my navel.

He licks a circle around my belly button and I squirm, feeling a little ticklish. He does it again before blowing on it, making me shiver. He pushes my top up above my breasts and I'm left in my blue bra. I sit up a little to help him takes my top off, leaving me in my bra and panties.

I try not to get shy but my cheeks heat up and his delighted smile gets wider when he sees it. He trails his finger down my neck before circling it over my nipple, poking through my bra. Goosebumps rise on my skin when his finger tips trails towards the other breast, before doing the same.

"Stop teasing me", I cry.

"Yes ma'am", he salutes before pulling the straps down my shoulders. I arch my back to help him take my bra off and a moment later it ends up on his nightstand.

He brushes his thumbs over my hardened nipples and the feeling of his rough calluses rubbing against my sensitive skin makes a moan escape my mouth.

He leans down and takes one nipple between his lips and sucks, hard. I pull at his hair in pleasure. He starts flicking my nipple with the tip of his tongue and I can feel the sensations go straight to my core. He gives my other breast the same treatment, while his fingers rub the other, continuing this cycle until I'm writhing beneath him in uncontrollable pleasure as he feasts on my breasts. I'm a tightly stretched string ready to break any moment when my body starts jerking at his touch.

"Vikram!!", I scream out, as I come apart. He places soft kisses on my breasts when I slowly starts coming down from the orgasm.

"And that's one", he says as he comes up to kiss me.

"You're counting?", I ask him.

"Of course, I need to brag about it later", he says.

"Oh god!", I laugh. But my laughter turns into a pleasured moan when he starts trailing kisses down my body. I lean up on my elbows and watches as he stops at the waistband of my panties.

He looks at me as he hooks his fingers into the sides and slowly pull them down. He throws it over his shoulder before spreading my legs wide open, marking me shriek.

"Oh, don't get shy on me, now, Meera. You're the one who asked for the action", he says and I know my cheeks are burning red. I know oral sex is not that scandalous , compared to the kinds of things people do during sex these days. But the way he's looking at me...down there.. makes me feel like I'm committing a sin. I didn't realise until now why humans were such sinners.

"It's not your first time, is it? Someone going down on you?", He asks. I've had oral once before but it ended before it even began, so I don't know much about it other than the things I've read in books. But I only nod. He brings his finger to my slit before rubbing it in circles, spreading the wetness all around.

"So wet for me, aren't you Meera?", He asks.

"Mmhmm", I manage to mumble.

He licks from the bottom of my slit to the top and I shoot off the bed at the shock of having his tongue on me.

"Calm down, baby. I've only started", he says and I want to smack him before making him do that again. As if reading my mind, he does it again. He licks around my labia before reaching my clit, which is already sensitive from the orgasm. He starts flicking his tongue against my clit and I lose the reign over my body.

Sweat beads on my forehead and neck as I wildly buck beneath him as the sensations keep building up. He holds my body down with a hand splayed on my lower stomach as he alternates between flicking and sucking on my clit. He brings the other hand to my breast and gently scrapes his finger nails against my nipple and my whole body shudders.

"Vikram!!... Aah... I'm.... Ahhh", I gasp in between breaths as my eyes roll back in my head. I can feel my muscles get tight as my body heads towards that familiar climax. With one last flick of his skilled tongue, I come again, screaming his name.

"You know, you'll make my neighbours worry if you keep screaming out like that", he says as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand before looking up at me from between my legs.

"Shut up", I pant out and he chuckles as he looks at my pathetic state. I'm on cloud nine. It's not everyday that you get two orgasms, one after the other.

"We're just warming up for the main event, baby. Don't get tired now", he says. I see his cock straining against his boxers and gently place my hand over it, making him jump.

"Jesus!", He curses but he doesn't move as he observes my movements.

I've given blowjob twice. The first time was very awkward, but the second time was better. But I'm a little confident that I can make him come. Because you won't be completely clueless about those stuff once you start reading spicy romance and Wattpad books.

"You don't have to do anything that you don't want to do", he says as I pull him out of his boxers. His thick cock jumps in my palm when I stroke it.

"I want to. But I'm not great at it. So tell me if you want me to stop", I tell him nervously and he nods. His throat bobs as I fist my hands around his cock and slides it up and down.

"Yeah, just like that", he whispers huskily.

I bring my mouth closer to his dick and sucks on the tip. He curses under his breath before placing his hand on my head. I lick the slit at the tip and he shivers as he moans my name. It makes me feel so confident that I take his length in my hand before licking it from the base to the tip. He jerks but I focus on slowly taking him inside my mouth.

I've read in some books that it feels good for men when you stroke their balls while giving a blow job, so, I cup his balls with my other hand and massage it as I slowly bob my head.

"Fuck yes! Meera, don't stop!", He groans before biting down on his lips. His fingers tighten on my head as he lightly thrusts in. His cock hits the back of my throat and my gag reflex kicks in but I continue even as tears spring to my eyes.

Vikram starts thrusting into my mouth rhythmically, and I slowly get used to him. I alternate between cupping his balls and massaging them. His groans and little noises of pleasure guides me. After a few jerks, I feel his body getting tense and his thrusts get a little faster.

"I'm going to come", he says and before I can react, he pulls me up as he spills on my legs.

"Fuck! That was amazing. And you said you weren't good at it. Modesty doesn't suit you, Meera ", he gasps around his breaths and I blush.

"Shut up. If you keep teasing me, I'll never do that again", I threaten.

"Isn't that a little too harsh?", He asks as he climbs back on top of me. He still has his boxers on.

"Vikram", I warn and he nods, "okay, fine. Fine", he says as he slowly raise my hands up over my head before pressing his lips against me. He kisses me for a few moments and I feel him get excited below.

"Already?", I ask.

"When you're around? Always", he says making me chuckle.

"I'm not kidding. You walk into the room and I get a boner. And it doesn't help that you always wears those tiny shorts whenever I'm around. Just the sight of that ass gets me going", he says as he rocks his hips against mine.

"Do you know how many times I've wanted to bend you over the kitchen counter and fuck you so hard that we wake up all our neighbours on the floor?", He asks and my breath hitches when his length aligns with my sex.

"Vikram", I moan.

He shoves his boxers down and after grabbing a foil packet from his nightstand, he sits up.

I watch him as he tears the foil with his teeth before slowly putting the condom on his length.

Why does that look so hot?

He kneels down between my legs as he positions his cock with my sex.

"Ready?", He asks.

"Yeah. You've been teasing me for way too long", I complain and he smirks as he slowly guides his cock to my entrance. He rubs it against my sex, spreading the wetness around and I squirm at the feeling.

He starts entering me in a slow thrust and I feel my body stretch to accomodate his length. I feel so tight when he's finally all the way inside. I release a breath and Vikram looks between my eyes, "are you alright?", He asks.

"Yeah. You can start moving", I say.

That's all he needed because he intertwines our hands and places them on both sides of my head. He pulls almost all the way out before thrusting back in and I arch my back in pleasure.

He bends his head down to take my nipple in his mouth and lightly tugs it with his teeth after flicking it with his tongue. My back shoots off the bed at the sudden shock.

"Aah!!", I scream before biting down on his shoulder to muffle the sound.

My legs locks around his waist involuntarily as his thrusts get faster.
"Vikram! Faster", I yell and his thrusts becomes wilder as he loses control. I can feel the pleasure rippling under my skin. I pull his face down for a kiss but it becomes messy as our bodies shake from the thrusts.

"Meera, fuck! So much better than the dreams", he says and I chuckle as my sex tightens around his length, making him curse.

"Don't do that", he mutters. So I do it again.

"Meera", he warns as his cock jerks inside me. I do it again enjoying the way his eyes get wilder every second.

"You'll be the death of me", he says as he thrusts in harder than before. I feel that familiar pressure build in my body as he thrusts one last time and we both come, screaming the other's name.

He rests his forehead on my chest. Our bodies are sticky with sweat. He licks me between my breasts before coming up to place his lips on mine. I kiss him back.

A few minutes later, he slowly pulls out of me before taking his condom off. He ties the end and drops it into the dustbin beside his bed. Then he comes back to the bed and lies behind me before pulling my body against his, skin to skin.

He places a kiss on my shoulder before saying, "I want to hold you for a moment. And then for the next round, you'll be on top of me, riding my dick", he whispers and my nipples pebble as his fingers trail towards my sex.

"And after that I'll bend you over