Can you mend my broken heart?

"You swear?"

"I swear on my life."

"Don't you dare to swear on your life again."

Akira almost shouted and moved a bit to look at him with her angry eyes.

He looked at her all smilingly and said,

"Your body seems calm now."

"What?"

"Tremors. There are no tremors shaking your core now."

He said and gently removed his hand which was lying between her legs and moved it to hold the small of her back.

She smiled all sheepishly and tried to dunk her head in his chest.

He softly grazed his palm over her shapely behind and said,

"I didn't know you are so nicely shaped."

Saying that he kept rubbing her behind fondly with his hands, again and again, trying to feel every inch of her soft flawless and amply shaped skin.

But he had forgotten that her hands were free now. So she quickly bent her hand and held his hand and said,

"Oh my God !!! Will you just stop already."

Saying that she quickly got up and picked up his shirt which was just near the bed and wore it as fast as she could and button the lower part of the shirt to hide her intimate away.

He propped himself on his elbows and looked at her all confused,

"What are you doing? Don't even think of escaping tonight."

"Why shouldn't I? You always leave me mid-way? Have you forgotten how you left me in the bathtub in my house?"

Saying that Akira started scouting for her lower laces, which she eventually found on the other side of the bed.

Just as she was about to wear it back, she heard his voice,

"Don't even think about putting it back on."

"Try me."

Said Akira and put it back on. He looked at her and took a deep breath and said,

"Do whatever you want to do, eventually you have to stay in here with me in this room. The night is still young Akira. You think I can't pull it out again?"

"Well for your kind information, I too have a room booked in this hotel. So I will leave you just the way you left me."

Saying that Akira marched to the next room where her dress was lying, to wear it back and to leave him half satisfied, just the way he did. She wasn't doing it for revenge, she was doing it just for fun, she wanted to tease him. She wanted to go back to the good old days where they had fun teasing and playing with each other.

But little did she know that he was in no mood to let her go or beat around the bush.

She came back holding her dress and her bag and saw him standing in front of the door, leaning on it, ready to block her exit.

"Raymond, what are you doing?"

Akira asked as she slipped into her dress.

"The opposite of what you are trying to do."

He said and gave a sly smile to her.

She tried to pull the zipper of the dress and turned to look at him.

He was looking at her like he was totally digging her. His gaze was all intent like he was preying on her. She quickly moved in a twirl to find her sandals, exposing her just eaten baby soft thighs and that was it.

He was done playing.

"Oh fuck this shit."

Saying that he stormed towards her and took her face in his hands and immediately covered her lips with his own. 

Totally flabbergasted with his sudden move, Akira melted in his grip.

His hands slowly moved to the curves of her neck, with his fingers softly holding them and caressing them all harmoniously. 

His kiss was deep, all eager and all wet, like he wanted to explore her through her mouth. It was all sudden, all urgent and burned her with the fire of passion.

Her hands slowly moved up and tugged onto his hair.

Slowly he moved one of his hand behind her and opened her zip to let the dress fall down. Wanting to grip her all tight he moved his hands to hold her waist and while traversing the path to her waist, his hands slowly grazed on her beautiful shapely peaks, titillating them for just a fraction of a second.

But that salacious touch for a fraction of a second was enough to make her moan over his lips and he liked the way she released a muted moan inside of his mouth. In no time his manhood was aroused and she could feel him on her intimate.

Fire met fire.

Spark met a spark.

There were fireworks that burst inside of her, increasing in intensity and multitude as he inched closer and closer.