Tap Dance (Dance Series)

chapter Thirty Seven



Ram met me at the door, his boots off and his shirt untucked looking deliciously disheveled. I got pulled into his arms before I could even get my shoes off and was soon a willing participant in one of Ram's slow, deep, wet kisses.

"Hurry, Pyari," he whispered against my mouth. "First one naked gets to be on top."

I quickly took my shoes off and ran down the hall giggling, glancing over my shoulder to see him moving just as fast. He only stopped to pull off his socks, balancing on one leg, his eyes on my ass.

We got into the room and I was unbuttoning my blouse hurriedly and saw that he was doing the same. I threw my blouse on the reading chair and unzipped my jeans, hearing him unbuckle his belt.

I was not going hell bent for leather this time. No, this time I would make sure we were both naked before I'd run to the bed. I shimmied my jeans down my hips and snuck a quick look to see he was pulling off his uniform pants. I reached behind me to unhook my bra and saw Ram's shirt and pants join mine on the reading chair.

Seems we were both just down to our underwear, his boxers and my thong.

We stopped and shared a look which morphed into a smile and soon were laughing outright.

"You're too smart for me, Pyari," he said through his chuckles.

"No, honey. I just learned my lesson from last time," I shot back moving towards the bed.

"You don't want the top, then?" Ram asked moving with me.

"Honey? Top or bottom, I still win," I answered and watched his eyes grow soft as he looked at me.

"It's true. We still win," he murmured meeting me in the middle of his huge bed.

"I want to taste you, Pyari, to feel you move against my tongue, feel you explode in my mouth."

I have to admit, I got a whole body shiver at his words and I could feel my body react. He sat back and removed his boxers, exposing his hardness.

"You said that you wanted to see the arousal you caused, right?" Ram said on a wicked grin as he grabbed himself by the base of his cock.

"Ooh, boy." I breathed, feeling my nipples harden at his words and the sight of him. I pulled down my thong and threw it over the side.

Ram pulled me to him with an arm around my waist and kissed me slowly, wetly and I felt his hand move over my breasts. His lips moved to my neck as his hands cupped my breasts from underneath before zeroing in on my nipples, lightly tugging, sensuously twisting.

My hips moved without volition. When my hips bucked, Ram released my breasts and moved his hands downward, one cupping me tightly between my legs to rub and the other to caress and squeeze my bottom.

My breath began to hitch as his hands moved.

"You are so wet for me, Pyari," I heard him mumble against my neck.

My body was on fire for him.

He laid back in the center of the big bed.

"Come to me, Pyari. Let me taste you."

Crawling to where he lay, I straddled his waist. Ram grabbed me by my hips and pulled me upwards. I grabbed the headboard and felt him tug me down.

His hot tongue darted inside my folds, licking, stroking, swirling over and around my swollen *. Pressing upward with firmer pressure, he feasted on me. I rubbed myself on his mouth, whimpering as I clung to the headboard.

The sweet pressure of my orgasm began to move through me, and I couldn't help my moans as I writhed on his face while his tongue play continued.

I ground out his name when my climax crashed through me, my p-ssy convulsing on his face. I lifted myself upward and moved down his body still panting as the echoes of my orgasm shuddered through me. As soon as I was fully pressed against his body, feeling his hard cock pressed against my belly, Ram turned us so I was on my back.

"That was beautiful, Pyari." He whispered before capturing my mouth. I clung to him, winding my fingers through his hair, holding him close.

He lifted his head and moved to get a condom from the drawer. I felt him still, his whole body frozen.

"What's wrong, honey?"

"I just remembered something. The last time we made love, Pyari," his eyes turned to mine. "We didn't use a condom."

My whole body stilled as well at the words. I remember that time very clearly because I remember thinking it was the best sex we'd ever had. I could feel everything as he moved within me.

Everything, as in an uncovered everything.

Uh oh. I blinked at him.

"I'm sorry, Marianne. I didn't even think to put one on last time," he said, moving back to me. He put the condom on and raised his eyes to mine. "I'm truly sorry, Pyari."

"Let me hold you, Ram," I said. My brain was trying to process the 'what if' scenario but since it was in the past, there was nothing much we could do about it now.

He moved and I held him with my arms and legs, rubbing his back and neck as his mouth moved on my neck. It didn't take long and both our minds had moved on. Our bodies followed suit and soon he was sinking himself deeply within me.

I loved the feel of having him inside, hearing him moan as he stroked himself within me.

He lifted himself up on one arm and watched as we moved together, his eyes roaming my face and body then back to our churning hips. He ran his other hand over my breasts, teasing my nipples before sliding down my belly and thumbing my *.

I held my breath and my body bowed as the release rushed through me.

Ram was seconds behind me, dropping back down to my chest, his mouth against my neck groaning as he came.

We clung together as the boneless feeling of satiation moved over and through us.

Ram lifted his head and used a hand to brush my hair back before he stroked my cheekbone, slid along my jaw and rubbed my bottom lip. He raised his eyes to mine and we got lost in our shared gaze.

"I love you," he murmured.

"And I love you, Ram."

"I am so sor…" I put my fingers on his mouth.

"Please stop. It's all good. We're all good." I said gazing up at him.

He dropped his mouth to mine to rest on it lightly.

"You're right, Pyari. We are all good," he said against my mouth.