Adaah

After sometime the guests disperse. Mom and Rhea leave to Mumbai by Ajit's private flight in the night. I go to the bedroom about to change. Soon I could hear the twisting of the door knob. Ajit stands behind me with his hands around my waist looking at our reflection in the mirror.

He turns me around and shifts my head slightly upwards and the next moment I feel my cold lips captured under his warm ones. His tongue dashes inside my mouth to explore its recesses as I close my eyes enjoying the ecstasy of being nibbled by him. The kiss was soft, extremely slow and sensual. There...