Scarred Love - Chapter 53

Rudra growled just as he heard her. His grip on her hands loosened as he started to lower his lips on hers.

But Ishani’s patience gave away. Jerking her hands off from his, she wove her fingers through his hair and pulled him down towards her.

Their lips seared each other like two starving bodies thirsty for passion. As they tasted each other, the thirst didn’t quench but increased with every passing second.

Rudra was losing the battle of sanity with every stroke of her tongue in his mouth. The heat emanating from her was too much to take for him but still, he wasn’t willing to let go.

He wanted more.

His fingers were still gripping her throat but it was not as tight as it was before. But as her mouth ravished him, he started to loosen the grip more.

The burning sensations inside Ishani were so potent that her mind had long given up. Now as her body controlled her, she bit, sucked, licked and drove her mouth and tongue cross his. But suddenly she felt his fingers letting go of her throat.

No, don’t do that, she wanted to shout.

She clasped her fingers on his and pressed them back on.

Rudra’s body erupted with scorching fire the moment he felt her fingers on his. He couldn’t believe she would like being dominated but somehow the silent pressure of her fingers was enough to drill her submission in his mind. He closed whatever minimum space was left between them and clutched her throat harder while kissing her with something that was more than lust.

He was going to press her mouth more but his lips were itching to taste the other delicious parts of her body. The moment his mouth tried to slide off, he felt her bite his lower lip, dragging it in.

He pressed his fingers more into her throat and felt her rise up as she tried to breathe. But rather than letting his lip go, she opened her eyes and looked at him. Even though she was gagging, but her beautiful orbs showed nothing but a corporeal hunger for him.

He pulled his mouth a little away and felt her slowly loosening her grip on it, all the time watching him, her smoky pools of desire egging him to give in.

Rudra was too far out to control to even return to the world of sanity. He wanted her, here and now. Caring less whether he was hurting her or not, he tipped her head up as his fingers on her throat tightened more.

Anticipation started to build inside him as his left finger traced the outline of her indented bra line along her left breast. He was so close to the point of her heated engorged flesh that his body just jerked with its reaction before even he touched it.

BRRINGG! BRRINGG!

The mobile vibrated in his pocket along with ringing in full volume.

Rudra cursed as he let go of Ishani and brushed a frustrated hand through his tousled hair. Grunting, he shoved his hand in his trouser pocket and fetched the mobile.

“WHAT?” he growled answering the call.

“Ahem! Somebody is in quite a bad mood,” Viman retorted from the other side.

“VIMAN!”

“Okay, okay, I get it. Just called to remind you, you have a meeting tomorrow morning at 9 with Mr Saxena. He is one for the liquor thing if you don’t remember.”

“I do remember,” Rudra scoffed and cut the call.

The moment the phone had rung; Ishani had felt like killing the caller. Biting her lip, she had somehow stifled the moan of regret that had almost escaped.

However, just as he had turned away from her, her oxygen constricted body had given up on her. She had slowly slid to the floor as her feet had finally stopped supporting her.

She was still sitting the same way, her head in her hands when he turned towards her after finishing his call. 

“Oh, sweetheart,” she heard him say as he rushed towards her.

Picking her up in his arms, he straightaway went to her bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and looked at her.

Her face was fully flushed and breathing was still a little erratic. The marks of his fingers on her throat were slowly becoming visible as time passed.

Slowly he lowered himself to her and started licking and kissing the marks. As her fingers threaded through his hair and palmed his scalp, he buried his face deep into the crux of her throat.

“Rudra!” she whispered not wanting to let go, but knew she needed to.

As her hands gradually fell away to her sides, he rolled off her and lay next to her.

Apart from their drumming heart and heavy breathing, there was nothing else that could break the silence between them.

Unable to bear it, Ishani turned and buried her face into his chest and felt him encircle his arms around her.

“You have to go,” she said with a heavy heart.

“Yes, I have an early morning meeting tomorrow for the liquor contract.”

Sighing, she sat up next to him and started to move away but he pulled her and she fell beside him. Turning, Rudra towered over her and brushed the hair away from her face.

“Ishani, I will be busy like hell from tomorrow for the new hotel that’s coming up by next year. Meeting you, even calling you will be near to impossible. I also may have to go away for some time,” he said searching her face for anything that would show him that she was anxious and tensed because of this.

However, she just nodded and moved away from him. Then, she got up from the bed. How will she survive without talking to him, without seeing him; without feeling him? Her heart started to ache terribly as the pain started to surface slowly inside her.

Will he ever come back to her? Is she going to lose him also?

She felt him turning her towards him but she did not have the courage to look at him. If she did then she will lose it completely. She knew what she needed to do.

Let him go!

“You can leave whenever you want,” she said hardening her voice.

Rudra watched incredulously as she started to walk towards the bedroom door and his inner self just screamed with frustration. And, finally, instinct spoke before he could think.

“Come with me!”

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