Billionare's obsession

Calm me down

Raavi' s POV

As I was about to go to bed, I heard some noises of something breaking and rushed to see.

As I opened the door, I saw Abhay struggling to stand the vases in the hallway were broken,he looked all sloshed.

"Mr.Sinha" I rushed to him holding him.

"What have you done to yourself.." I said,He snuggled closer taking support from me to walk.

As I opened the door of our room, he pushed me pinning me to the closest wall.

"Do you believe that b***h Raavi" he asked piercing his gaze into mine.

"Do my opinions matter"I replied without breaking the eye contact.

He groaned and punched his fist against the wall groaning in pain.

"Mr.Sinha, Calm down" I said holding his wounded hand in mine.

"Calm me down Raavi" He whispered batting an eyelid.

He swallows, hard, his chest heaving, his words a breathless, shaky whisper when he says "I ...I so so desperately need you right now..."

I'm rooted to the ground, spinning while standing, dizzy in my blood and in my bones and I'm breathing like I'm the first human who's ever learned to fly, like I've been inhaling the kind of oxygen only found in the clouds and I'm trying but I don't know how to keep my body from reacting to him, to his words, to the ache in his voice.

He touches my cheek gently,like he's not sure if I'm real, like he's afraid if he gets too close I'll just disappear.

His four fingers graze the side of my face, slowly, so slowly before they slip behind my head, caught in that in-between spot just above my neck. His thumb brushes the apple of my cheek.

He keeps looking at me, looking into my eyes for some sign of a protest like he's so sure I'm going to start screaming or crying or running away but I won't. I don't think I could even if I wanted to because I don't want to. I want to stay here. Right here. I want to be paralyzed by this moment.

He moves closer, just an inch. His free hand reaches up to cup the other side of my face.

He's holding me like I'm made of feathers.

He's holding my face and looking at his own hands like he can't believe he's caught this bird who's always so desperate to fly away. His hands are shaking, just a little bit, just enough for me to feel the slight tremble against my skin. His hands are perfect and kind and tender.

And he leans in, so carefully. Breathing and hearts beating between us and he's so close, he's so close and I can't feel my legs anymore. I can't feel my fingers or the cold or the emptiness of this room because all I feel is him, everywhere, filling everything and he whispers

Please...

He says

And he kisses me.

His lips are softer than anything I've ever known, soft like a first snowfall, like biting into cotton candy, like melting and floating and being weightless in water. It's sweet, it's so effortlessly sweet.

And then it changes.

"Oh God-"

He kisses me again, this time stronger, desperate, like he has to have me, like he's dying to memorize the feel of my lips against his own. The taste of him is making me crazy; he's all heat and desire and peppermint and I want more. I've just begun reeling him in, pulling him into me when he breaks away.

He's breathing like he's lost his mind and he's looking at me like something has broken inside of him, like he's woken up to find that his nightmares were just that, that they never existed, that it was all just a bad dream that felt far too real but now he's awake and he's safe and everything is going to be okay and

I'm falling.

I'm falling into his heart,Im falling harder .

He's searching me, searching my eyes for something, for yes or no or maybe a cue to keep going and all I want is to drown in him. I want him to kiss me until I collapse in his arms.

No words.

Just his lips.

Again.

Deep and urgent like he can't afford to take his time anymore, like there's so much he wants to feel and there isn't enough time to experience it all. His hands travel the length of my back, learning every curve of my figure and he's kissing my neck, my throat, the slope of my shoulders and his breaths come harder, faster, his hands suddenly threaded in my hair and I'm spinning, I'm dizzy, I'm moving and reaching up behind his neck and clinging to him and it's ice-cold heat, it's an ache that attacks every cell in my body. It's a wanting so desperate, a need so exquisite that it rivals everything, every happy moment I ever thought I knew.

I'm against the wall.

He's kissing me like the world is rolling right off a cliff, like he's trying to hang on and he's decided to hold on to me, like he's starving for life and love and he's never known it could ever feel this good to be close to someone. Like it's the first time he's ever felt anything but hunger and he doesn't know how to pace himself, doesn't know how to eat in small bites, doesn't know how to do anything anything anything in moderation.

I'm in his arms yanked me closer possessively and his hands slid inside tank top ,sending chills into me as he brushed his hands against my bare waist ,that's doing little to keep me decent and he pulls back just to look at me, to drink in the sight of me and he's saying "I won't ever leave you" he's said"you're so unbelievably beautiful" and he pulls me into his arms again and he picks me up, he carries me to my bed and suddenly I'm resting against my pillows and he's straddling my hips and his shirt is no longer on his body and I have no idea where it went.

All I know is that I'm looking up and into his eyes and I'm thinking there isn't a single thing I would change about this moment.

He has a hundred thousand million kisses and he's giving them all to me.

He kisses my top lip.

He kisses my bottom lip.

He kisses just under my chin, the tip of my nose, the length of my forehead, both temples, my cheeks, all across my jawline. Then my neck, behind my ears, all the way down my throat and

His entire form is moving down my figure, disappearing as he shifts downward and suddenly his chest is hovering above my hips; suddenly I can't see him anymore. I can only make out the top of his head, the curve of his shoulders, the unsteady rise and fall of his back as he inhales, exhales.

His lips touch my bare stomach.

It's just a whisper of a kiss but something collapses in my skull. It's a feather-light brush of his mouth against my skin in a place I can't quite see. It's my mind speaking in a thousand different languages I don't understand.

And I realize he's working his way up my body.

He's leaving a trail of fire along my torso, one kiss after another, and I really don't think I can take much more of this; I really don't think I'll be able to survive this. There's a whimper building in my throat, begging to break free and I'm locking my fingers in his hair and I'm pulling him up, onto me, on top of me.

I need to kiss him.

I'm reaching up only to slip my hands down his neck, over his chest and down the length of his body and I realize I've never felt this, not to this degree, not like every moment is about to explode, like every breath could be our last, like every touch is enough to ignite the world. I'm forgetting everything, forgetting the danger and the horror and the terror of tomorrow and I can't even remember why I'm forgetting, what I'm forgetting, that there's something I already seem to have forgotten. It's too hard to pay attention to anything but his eyes, burning; his skin, bare; his body, perfect.

He's completely unharmed by my touch.

He's careful not to crush me, his elbows propped up on either side of my head, and I think I must be smiling at him because he's smiling at me, but he's smiling like he might be petrified; he's breathing like he's forgotten he's supposed to, looking at me like he's not sure how to do this, hesitating like he's unsure how to let me see him like this. Like he has no idea how to be so vulnerable.

But here he is.

And here I am.

His forehead is pressed against mine, his skin flushed with heat, his nose touching my own. He shifts his weight to one arm, uses his free hand to softly stroke my cheek, to cup my face like it's spun from glass and I realize I'm still holding my breath and I can't even remember the last time I exhaled.

His eyes shift down to my lips and back again. His gaze is heavy, hungry, weighed down by emotion I never thought him capable of. I never thought he could be so full, so human, so real. But it's there. It's right there. Raw, written across his face like it's been ripped out of his chest.

He's handing me his heart.

And he says one word. He whispers one thing. So urgently.

"Raavi"He takes my name..

"Mr.Sinha"I close my eyes in his trance.

He says, "Say Abhay.."

I open my eyes.

"Call me Abhay.." he says, breathless, his fingers pushing a stray strand of hair away from my face.

"Abhay"I said and his expressions changed.

He captured my lips hungrily craving for entry .

I choked for a moment he entered inside my mouth talking the advantage of the fraction of secs.He moved his tongue exploring every corner of my mouth.I was struggling to pull away but he increased the pace bitting my lower lip nibbling them harshly.

"Uhmmm..."I left a displeased moan came in between when he parted for a second to catch his breath.

"Your becoming my addiction.I f*****g crave to taste you again and again yet feel insatiable .."He took my face in his hands and drew me to him, kissing once again.

he crashed his lips onto mine again continuing his assualts against my delicate soft lips.after he felt satisfied ,he parted away breathing in the crook of my neck.

He nuzzled onto the crook of my neck while his incissiors scathing my shoulder and scruff , beget me to hiss in pain,as his frosty lips moved over my throat,as he could sense my rigid body melting to desires and he looked up to meet my eyes tirelessly looking at him,only anxiety was written past them, my breath fanning across his cheeks, panting to catch enough breath.

In no time he flipped me beneath him,hovering over me his dark onyx eyes met mine .

He placed a gentle peck on my lips and moved to the crook of my neck again scathing and kissing on the same spot he did sometime back.

I reached out to his shoulders for support being in tears .It was of pain or pleasure I had no clue.

"Abhay...." I shrieked.

I tried to speak again,this time he pulled out the loose end of my saree,untangling me out of the saree in no time.

"Dare you try to hide,what's mine "

He gritted his teeth as my hands tried to cover the upperchest area which was been looked by with lustful vision

He unbuttoned my blouse and slid the bra strap down, softly kissing my shoulder, the lacy pink brasserie could barely cover my bossoms.

He quickly took control over my hands covering my chest and pinned them above to the headboard.

A smirk creeped up on his face as he looked at my upper chest with his lustful eyes as if I was a piece of meat to his eyes,she looked away.

He moved closer nibbling my cleavage area with his lips,inducing alien feelings in me.

"Ah! Abhay.."I shouted as he bit on my bossom.

"Damn !! the way you take my name is a huge turn on ..No one has made me this hard till date like you do.."he spoke slurrily biting one of my earlobe .

He immediately captured my lips again continuing his assaults on them,he left them when almost I was in the edge of getting breathless and he was satisfied.

why was he always rough and commanding on her body and she had no effrontery to ceaze his actions.

His lips trailed down to explore his favourite spot where he marked his territory already,he nuzzled on the same spot his hot breath and pain of the fresh wound made me clench the bedsheet tightly trying to supress my moan.

his frigid pair of lips moved against my ductile ones grinding them dissonantly .

His hands immediately went to the knot of my underskirt untying them and dragged it down in giffy.

He pulled me close again, kissing me while one hand fumbled with the buttons on his pants ,getting rid of them.

He hovered over me and pressed his lips on my cleavage he let his tongue out and started licking my cleavage as if he was tasting the most delicious salver,I hissed in pain when I felt him bitting on her hard n****e over my brasserie.

"f**k they are rock hard already!!" He whispered tracing his fingers over my bra ,he slid his hand inside wanting to explore my bare n*****s and he fondled them in between his fingers.

"No..Ah!" I gasped could feel how hot my body has turned to his touch,he squeezed my breast and smirked when yet another moan came out,my sounds served as a type of communication, even though it wasn’t my original intention.

"Say you want me baby.."I nodded in no gasping this time.

"Your body says doesn't seem to obey your thoughts.."he smugged forcefully guided my hand around his neck and pulled me to him ,my bossoms were crashed on his chest,I felt his hand unclasping her bra,pulling it out roughly .

" Ah!!" I moaned and raked my nails on his bare back,he gasped pushing my back on the bed,he massaged my breast,when he took her hardened bud in his hot mouth. The tip of his blazing tongue swirled around it before he tugged at my bud with his teeth.

"please..." I rolled my hips in an attempt to create distance between their bodies but was adhered to his body leaving no gripe

"Ahh..Ahh.. sa..plz...no" I shouted in attempt to resist while he was ravishing my body like a thirsty caveman.

"Abhay..leave me.." I cried even but he dominantly increased his ministrations on mt breasts.meeting my eyes every now and then making sure I was watching.

"Uhm..your moans rises my intensity of excitation. Damn I can suck them all day for you.." he mumbled against my breasts capturing the whole in his mouth.

I literally had no control over my own body whenever it was under his jurisdiction.I tried to look away disgusted.

"Dare you look away.." He harshly clenched my jaw making me look into his raging eyes burning in anger.

He moved down to see my panties wet,his hand carrassing her inner thighs,he looked upto me .

He parted my thighs smirking and I gasped.

He pressed two fingers over my c**t area on the panties.

"Ahh..." I groaned.

"Your so damn wet for me already"he said sniffing it and he turned her face with disgust.

"Look at me "he demanded and I immediately did so as his words jolted up my inner veins.

"Beg me take you ."He said and pulled down my panties taking a closer look at my v****a.

"Ahhhh!!!." I managed to say those words hardly but my words hanged in between when he licked her vaginal lips and then she could feel his finger moving in and out....

"Ahh.....Pleasee....Pleasee..." I cried out.

"You want me to please you more " he chuckled seeing my helplessness soon his smile was replaced by rage his dark orbs pierced into mine reflecting nothing except lust and anger.

"Im not here to please you...You are to do that..Don't you want to please and satisfy your husband baby"He continued moving his fingers in and out of her v****a touching the edge of her c**t.

I was feeling disgusted by his actions but my body gave up it was finding pleasure in his assualts that disgusted her even more.

"Ahhh....Ahhh......plz "I kept moaning as he licked her vaginal lips moving his teeth over them.

He pulled his finger out of my v****a and rubbed it over my thighs.

He pulled down his boxers and I wanted to close my eyes..

"Dare you shut them..get it straight in your head im your husband and I own you..no one can stop me from claiming over your body not even you..

Your my w***e for lifetime sweetheart.. "He roared sending her a angry glare.

spare me these comments.Forget f*****g a man I have never even seen a naked man before like you are making me do now..I wanted to cry and shout but I knew it was futile to bang my head on walls..so dint utter a word.

I felt a spank on my ass and his gaze was enraged.

He smiled and jerked his entire length of manhood inside me suddenly making me howl his sudden entry ripped my insides .I felt I could loose my life any time.

He began riding me roughly.

"Ahhh.....please please.." I cried it echoed the entire room..

"Pleasing you babe..."He hovered over her capturing my lips to stop her moans,he increased the pace riding her harder jerking inside her deep,I struggled to let out howls but he bit my lips harder entering her mouth.

My nails scratched his back and he hissed"Argh!!" He left my mouth and started penetrating more deep into me and It was too much for me I cried loudly.

He was gently pecking me in between seeing my tears, like it embibed a pain in his heart which was invisible to the world.

"Please slow down" I clenched the sheet with muffled tears.

" I cannot, just take me it let me do you my way today, don't expect any mercy from me, you have pushed me this far..." he said thrusting harder and harder ,his d**k was huge ripping my insides apart.

"Argh!Iam coming"he came inside me completely , and crashed on my chest all sweaty,still inside me.

He looked up to me ,I was looking very devastated and tired after the whole makeout session.

I wanted to get off him,throw him off me and get some sleep my insides were burning,he was still inside me ,sleeping peacefully on my chest ,crushing me with his whole weight on me.

I felt so worn out physically and mentally, all I could do is sob gazing the roof,I felt so fagged out.

In my thoughts intimacy is undying trust the warmth that two people in a relationship share,who are ready to get emotionally naked to eachother, first before physical.

With this man emotions were never into the play,he never seemed to have any,taking account of my emotions,those were nothing to him.

He forced me in everything since he stepped into my life ,from marrying me and then blackmailing to forcefully claiming my body.

I could see how crazilly obsessed this man was for me.

There were moments when I felt he cared for me,but whenever I tried to read him,whenever I felt the warmth of his touch,he would do something the next moment as if he prefers to be the satan ,who had no mercy to any soul.