Can you mend my broken heart?

"Please love me now".

"I have waited enough for you", she said and looked into his eyes.

"Not more than me", and saying that his lips moved and started kissing the nape of her neck all tenderly. His left hand which had pinned both her hands on top released her from his shackles and they came down all perfectly to rest on his shoulders like they were meant to hold him.

She moaned and withered with every kiss that he dropped on her body, mildly wetting her skin.

With his hands, he pushed the bathrobe down to fall off from her shoulders and as he did so, she turned back immediately, with her face towards the wall.

She had nothing underneath her robe and that sudden awareness of nakedness made her feel all shy and scared at the same time.

Sensing the uneasiness in her, he inched closer.

That robe was just hanging on her hand near her elbows, baring her back completely and barely covered her modesty.

He pulled out his t-shirt and threw it to one corner of the room. His hands inched closer to her and he gripped her waist with his hands firmly and pulled her towards him. He brought her body extremely close to him, so close that they were touching each other, his bare chest touching her bare back, radiating their heats into each other.

Taking a deep breath, she turned her head slightly to look at his face.

Hundreds of thoughts were running inside of her head, making her go all berserk.

Bending her hand she tried to caress his face and said,

"Don't you dare forget my face, like ever and saying that, she pulled his face close to hers and pressed her lips against his. His lips just needed that invitation to soar in and in a second her lips were taken into captivity.

They were sucked, bitten, licked till his tongue engaged in a sensuous dance with hers. His tongue explored every inch of her mouth, trying to taste her as he had never tasted before. Her body started to slowly lean on him completely as he continued savoring her lips.

She still tasted a bit like the wine that she had yesterday night, and he somehow liked that even more.

His hands slowly embraced her waist and he slowly pulled her closer and made her lean on him completely. This was what his heart had been dying to live for. The desire to hold her in his arms, the desire to see her captivated by himself.

Then slowly he peeled away that bathrobe from her body leaving nothing in between them as a barrier.

As the fabric dropped on the floor, he could hear her heart thumping louder and louder.

He detached himself from her lips and with his arms he covered her chest tightly and whispered in her ears,

"You don't need to feel shy around me Akira", and saying that he unlocked her from his enclosure.

"I want to worship this body of yours", and saying that his fingers slowly started gliding over the sides of her body. His slender long fingers teased the skin of the sides of her chest till the sides of her thigh in continuous strokes.

"Did you miss my touch?", he asked as he saw her chest rising and falling rapidly in response to his sensuous touch.

Slowly his fingers which had travel till the sides of her thigh started running back. But this time instead of hovering near the sides of her skin, his fingers moved towards the valleys of her chest.

He held them gently at first, cupping them with his hands and uttered,

"Perfect".

"Do you know how bad I missed these guys?", saying that he gently kissed her right shoulder blade.

She took a deep breath and very playfully she uttered,

"But they didn't miss you", and she smiled slightly.

That slight curve on her face didn't go unnoticed by him. Hearing her, he gripped her waist in one hand and turned 180 degrees, making her face the opposite side of the wall, where a huge mirror was placed.

She stood there in front of the mirror, all naked, with her waist covered with his one hand and the other still cupping one of her peaks.

"Let them tell if they missed me or not", saying that he released the grip of his palm which was cupping her and just with his thumb he played around.

"Look me in the eye in the mirror Akira", his voice was like a command and she obeyed. She was withering and melting inside with just the touch of his thumb and she didn't know how to contain herself.

Leaving her waist his other hand also came back to the other peak of hers and started teasing her even further. He didn't pinch, he didn't pull, he just lingered his fingers all over her and that itself was enough to deprive her of all the sanity that she could possibly afford.

"Your body seems to speak otherwise. It missed me terribly from what I can see", he said and gave a tiny bite to her earlobes.

Unable to bear any of that teasing, she turned back hugged him tight and said,

"Stop !!! please. I can't take it anymore".

"But I haven't even started yet", and saying that he held one of the pearls of her chest and pinched with his thumb and index finger.

That deadly assault was unbearable for her. She arched her back, leaning back, away from him. So he glided his other arm in harmony with her moves and supporting her back, he also leaned towards her. He took her half teased pearl in his mouth and kissed them tenderly with his lips, making them all wet in the process.

"Ahhhhhh", she let out a whimpered cry, but instead of stopping him, her cry aroused his manhood even more and he started teasing it with his teeth. He grabbed her pearl in between his teeth and took a slight bite.

That was all.

She lost it completely and her entire body convulsed in a matter of seconds.

He knew that she had exploded.