Tap Dance (Dance Series)

chapter Nineteen



"On your stomach, Pyari." I heard him say softly. Ram had removed my clothes piece by piece, bestowing kisses on the skin he slowly revealed. He had even allowed me to return the favor until we were both naked.

He had guided us onto our sides, facing each other as we continued to caress and stroke one another. Those slow, long strokes and sweet caresses caused goose-bumps and body rushes leaving each area sensitized and wanting more.

At his request, I turned over onto my stomach, and lifted my head up towards him.

Ram planted his elbow in the mattress and rested his head on his hand, using his other hand to continue the slow, chill inducing strokes on the sensitive skin of my back, my butt and my legs.

"Your skin is beautiful, Pyari."

His fingers slipped into the juncture of my thighs. I pressed myself onto his questing hand.

"I love how you respond to me, MG."

I inched my legs further apart, a silent invitation to explore me more fully. I arched my lower back, moving my weight onto my knees.

"Yes…" he hissed as his hand moved over the cheeks of my butt before dipping , sliding back down, using the tips of his fingers as he stroked my inner thighs, sliding softly along my cleft.

He moved to kneel behind me.

His legs were between the small space between mine and he used his knees to urge my legs to open even further, while his hands continued their exploration.

Ram moved his hands to my hipbones as he rounded himself over my back, raining soft kisses on the back of my neck, my spine. He gently pulled my hips higher, running his fingertips down over the back of my thighs.

I could feel his cock thrumming against my bottom, responding to every moan, every whimper I made.

He raised up off my back, but never stopped his caresses, except to put on his condom.

My skin was so sensitized by his fingertips that his gentle, slow fondling created a throbbing deep within me.

"Lift your hips, Pyari," he whispered as he ran his fingers in a long slow stroke of my moist slit, dragging through the wetness of my folds.

I lifted and arched, presenting myself to him and was rewarded with his cockhead sliding along my opening, teasing as it dipped into my opening.

"God, Ram." Every inch of my skin was pulsating, tensing as my orgasm built within me. I pressed back, my body demanding the release I knew he could give me.

He eased himself slowly into me, achingly slow.

"You're so wet and tight for me," he whispered, before I heard his low moan.

He built his movements slowly, quickening until he was pounding into me and I had no control over my hips as I surged back, gripping him tightly within my depths.

We rocked against each other, my insides clasping and releasing his engorged member.

His hands moved to my waist, sliding around, holding me tightly, until Ram moved one of them down my belly to stroke my aching *.

"Come with me, Pyari. Explode with me."

Our climaxes were within seconds of each other and the room was filled with his wrenching groans and my rhythmic cries.

I slid my hips back down to the mattress and felt Ram remove his hand from between my legs, our movements languid as we struggled to slow our breathing. His heartbeat, which I felt on my back, was still beating fast from the fury of our joining.

He remained on top of me, kissing the back of my neck and slowly gliding his still hard cock into my channel. When he did pull out, he flexed and my body responded with a squeeze which made us both chuckle at our body's involuntary reactions.

"Hold me, Pyari," he said slipping to my side.

I rolled over onto my back and opened my legs and arms. His face held a soft smile as he slid his hands beneath me to hold me close as I wrapped myself around him.

"Are you cold?"

"No, Ram."

"Why are you shaking, then?"

"Because, honey, I have never been loved like that before."

"Nor I."

Ram shifted his weight but kept me close with a leg over my thighs and his arm around me, cupping my breast.

I waited until he was asleep before I tried whispering it.

"I love you, Ram."

It felt good to finally say it, even if he never really heard it.



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Ram was almost asleep when he heard her whispering.

She really needed to learn to speak other languages if she wanted to say the things she wasn't sure he wanted to hear.

But it was nice to know that they were on the same page.

The exact same page.

He smiled into her hair as he started his slow slide into sleep.