They stood in the middle of the room, their gazes locked, both of them acutely aware of the desire that had been building all this time. The air was thick with anticipation, their bodies mere inches apart.
Keshav broke the silence, his voice low and steady "We did it. The pendrive is officially in the hands of the board. We've done our part."
Jasmine nodded, her words barely a whisper, "We did... " Her gaze remained fixed on him, her body leaning subconsciously closer.
"But..." Keshav began, his words trailing off as he noticed her proximity. His eyes darkened with desire, his body reacting to her closeness. "There's one thing... we still need to take care of."
Jasmine's breath hitched as she felt the charge in the air. She took a step closer, her voice barely above a whisper, "What is it?"
Keshav closed the gap between them, his body pressed against hers. "You know damn well what it is," he murmured, his voice filled with a mixture of hunger and restraint. "We waited long enough. Now we can finally give in to the desires that have been building up inside us."
Jasmine's body shivered at his words, the anticipation growing with every passing second. "Yes," she breathed. "I need you. I need you now."
Keshav's eyes darkened further, his control snapping. With a swift motion, he captured her lips in a hungry kiss, his hands roaming over her body with an urgent need.
Jasmine melted into his kiss, her body responding to his touch like a flame to a match. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer as she kissed him back with a desperate fervor.
Their kiss deepened, their bodies pressed tightly together as they stumbled backwards towards the bed. They fell onto it, their lips never leaving each other as their hands explored each other's bodies, seeking out the touch they had both been craving.
Keshav's hands reached down to the hem of her shirt, his fingers skimming over her bare skin. "God, you're so beautiful," he murmured, his lips leaving hers to trail down her neck, leaving a path of hot, open-mouthed kisses.
Jasmine arched her back, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as his lips and fingers ignited every nerve in her body. "Keshav," she moaned softly, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "Please... I need you, now."
With a low growl, Keshav responded to her plea, his lips claiming hers once more as his fingers worked on unbuttoning her shirt. He pushed the fabric aside, exposing her skin to his gaze. His eyes were filled with a mixture of hunger and adoration as he took in every curve, every freckle, and every inch of her body.
Jasmine trembled under his touch, her body arching and straining towards him. Her hands roamed over his chest, feeling the planes of muscle and the heat of his skin. "I need you, Keshav," she repeated, her voice dripping with desire. "Please... don't make me wait any longer."
Keshav's control was hanging by a thread. He could see the hunger and need in her eyes, and it was driving him wild. He leaned down, pressing his body against hers, and whispered, "I'm here, princess. I'm here to give you everything you need."
With that, his lips descended upon her body, leaving a trail of hot kisses across her collarbone, her chest, and down her stomach. He took his time, worshipping every inch of her skin, making sure she felt every touch, every shiver, and every burst of pleasure.
Jasmine moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair as he continued his path down her body. Every kiss, every touch fueled the fire growing within her. She couldn't help but arch into him, her body begging for more.
Keshav lifted his head, his eyes locking with hers, filled with a mixture of desire and admiration. His hands lingered at the waistband of her pants, teasingly sliding beneath the fabric.
Jasmine's breath caught in her throat as his fingertips traced the sensitive skin just above her hipbones. She could feel her body becoming more receptive, more needy, as he toyed with her senses. "Please, Keshav," she pleaded, her voice quivering with lust. "Don't tease me."
Keshav let out a low growl, his own desire reaching new heights at her words. He couldn't resist her pleading any longer. In one swift motion, he removed both her shirt and pants, leaving her bare before him.
Jasmine's cheeks flushed as she lay before him, completely exposed. Keshav took her in, his eyes raking over her body, taking in every curve, every freckle, and every inch of her. She felt vulnerable yet desired, and the intensity of his gaze only fueled the fire within her.
Keshav leaned over her, his hands roaming over her body, mapping out each inch of flesh. "You're so beautiful, princess," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "So damn beautiful."
Jasmine's breath hitched as his touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She reached up, her fingers tracing along his jawline, feeling the stubble against her fingertips. "Touch me, Keshav," she whispered. "Please, I need your touch on every inch of my body."
Keshav's eyes darkened, his control slipping further. He was a man undone by her desires. He lowered his head to her neck, his teeth grazing her collarbone before trailing down to her chest. His hands continued to roam, exploring her body with an intensity that made her cry out in need.
Her back arched, her body moving against his as she sought more of his touch. Every kiss, every touch, every sensation was overwhelming her senses, driving her to the edge. "Please," she gasped, her voice trembling. "Please, I can't... I need more."
Keshav's restraint snapped altogether, his own desires taking over. He was consumed by her, by the way she whimpered and writhed beneath him, begging for more. In a swift motion, he claimed her lips once again, his kiss deep and hungry as his body pressed against hers.
His hands went to her pussy
Jasmine's gasp was silenced by his kiss as Keshav's hands traveled lower, his touch igniting a fire within her. She could feel her body responding to his every caress, every touch, every movement. As she broke free from the kiss, breathing heavily, she could only manage a single word. "Yes."
The feel of his fingers against her sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She could feel the tension building, the desire growing like an inferno within her. "Please, Keshav," she gasped, her words almost a sob. "Don't stop. Don't ever stop."
His fingers entered her pussy and started rubbing it
Jasmine's back arched, her breath hitching as his fingers began to explore her body. She was lost in the sensations he was creating, her body responding to every touch, every movement of his hand. He was playing her like an instrument, drawing out mewls and gasps of pleasure from her with each masterful stroke. "Yes, like that," she gasped. "Don't stop, keshav...
Jasmine gripped the sheets tightly, her body trembling under his touch. She was lost in a sea of sensation, her mind clouded with desire. His fingers seemed to know just how to touch her, where to touch her, to bring her to the edge and keep her there. "Oh god," she whimpered, her voice quivering. "Don't... don't stop."
But he suddenly stopped
Jasmine's eyes flew open, a cry of protest escaping her lips as he suddenly withdrew his fingers from her. She was desperate, her body humming with unfulfilled desire. She looked at him, her eyes pleading, "Why...why did you stop? Please, I need more."
First suck my dick until i cum
Jasmine's eyes widened at his command, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of desire and embarrassment. But there was no hesitation in her as she nodded, her voice a low, sultry whisper, "As you wish, daddy."
She shifted on the bed, moving to kneel between his legs. She reached out, her fingers tracing along the outline of his hardening length through his pants. Her touch was tentative but eager, her eyes still fixed on him, waiting for his approval.
Keshav watched her, his breath growing sharper with every passing moment. The sight of her kneeling between his legs, her slender fingers tentatively exploring him, sent a wave of anticipation through his body. He reached down, his hand tangling in her hair, "That's it, princess. Take me."
Her breath hitched, the possessive grip on her hair only adding to her arousal. She looked up at him through hooded eyes, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips. Then, without another word, she leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss on the tip of his erection. She looked at up at him, a gleam of submission in her eyes, "I... I want to...please you, daddy." Her voice was almost a whisper but still came out filled with a hint of desperation that only fueled his desire. "Then do it," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for negotiation. "Show me how much you want to please me."
Jasmine's only response was a small moan before she wrapped her fingers around him, the touch both tentative and eager. As she began to gently stroke him, her attention was completely focused on him, her movements slow and careful. She wanted to do this right, to make him feel good and show him how much she wanted to please him.
She leaned in, her lips gently kissing the head of his member before her tongue darted out to taste him. The action was both erotic and intimate, a silent plea for his approval. She knew that he was in control, that he was the one setting the pace, but still, she wanted to be the one to make him feel good. Her free hand gently cupped his balls, massaging them softly as she continued to pleasure him with her mouth. It was clear that she was enjoying this just as much as he was, her eyes locked on to his face, searching for any sign of approval. Jasmine loved him and his body, this was a huge part of that love, his satisfaction was paramount for her. At that moment she was his slave, his property, his toy, his instrument, the only thing on her mind was his body and his pleasure.
The sounds Keshav was making only fueled her desire, her movements becoming more confident and sure. She wanted to do whatever he wanted, to please him in any way he desired. She knew that her submission was a big part of why he enjoyed this, and she was more than willing to give him everything he wanted.
"Please... tell me what you want, daddy," she said, her voice still quiet but filled with lust. "I'll do anything you ask."
Take it completely in your mouth.
Jasmine's eyes widened slightly at the command, but without a moment's hesitation, she obeyed. She leaned forward, taking him as deep as she could, her mouth enveloping him entirely. She looked up at him, making sure that he could see the hunger and submission in her eyes. She was his, completely his, and she wanted him to know it.
She began to move her head, bobbing up and down on his length, taking him deeper and deeper with every stroke. She was determined to please him, to make him feel as good as possible. She was still new to this, but she was a quick learner, and her eagerness more than made up for any lack of experience. She could feel him growing even more swollen in her mouth, and it only spurred her on. She wanted to give him everything, to show him how much he meant to her. She moved her hand to his thigh, her slender fingers tracing circles on his skin as she continued to move her head, her mouth working him relentlessly. "Is... is this good, daddy?" she asked, her voice hoarse and breathless. "Do I make you feel good ?" Her eyes remained fixed on him, her expression pleading for approval. She wanted to know that she was doing well, that she was giving him the pleasure he desired. She wanted to be his good girl, his perfect toy.
Keshav said in pleasure "Yes, you make me feel very good."
Jasmine's eyes lit up with satisfaction at his words, a small smile playing at her lips. She knew that his praise was something she treasured, and hearing it now made her feel even more determined to please him. So, she redoubled her efforts, her movements becoming more vigorous and eager. She wanted to show him just how much she wanted to be his, how much she was willing to do to make him feel good.
Keshav said "You are getting better at it."
The praise made Jasmine's heart flutter. She always wanted to do her very best for him, to make him happy and satisfied, and hearing that she was improving only made her more eager to continue. "Thank you, daddy," she murmured, still working him with her mouth. "I want... I want to be good for you. I want to be your perfect toy..."
Her words were punctuated by soft moans, her eyes still fixed on him, drinking in his every reaction. The sight of his pleasure only fueled her own desire, and she found herself growing increasingly lost in the moment. The sound of her name brought him back to reality for a moment. "Jasmin-" he said softly, her tongue interrupted his words.
He continued while feeling pleasure "Jasmine although I want to dominate you, you are not my toy. You are my girlfriend. My other half. I love you."