CHAPTER 7

Vandana stared at her reflection in the mirror as she wiped her face. She had just come out of the shower cubicle. After slipping into some lace panties and a bikini bra, she blew-dried her hair then donned a short flimsy dress.

Slipping her feet into her flip flops, she descended the stairs only for her to meet with a visitor in her living room. She recognized the visitor immediately: Steven Chase. Immediately, her mind took her back to the kiss they had shared and she couldn't help but blush.

"Steven?" She called out his name

Steven, whose head was bent, eyes focused on his phone, raised his head when he heard his name.

"Hey! Dana" He called out the moment his eyes met hers

"Good evening and welcome to my humble abode" She smiled

"Thank you"

"I must confess, your house is really beautiful" He said, eyes looking around

"I know, right" She smiled, revealing her perfect dentition

"A safe haven, infact" He added

"Thank you. Do feel at home"

"I sure will," Steven said, as his eyes raked her form, taking notice of the outline of her bra which was visible through the dress and of course, her creamy cleavage which the V-cut of the dress didn't fail to display.

"And I'm sorry you had to get a bit drenched in the rain. I hope you're not feeling cold. If you are, I could get you a new shirt" Vandana said, trying to ignore the fact that Steven had just checked her out

"It's fine, Dana. I wasn't drenched by the way and I'm not feeling cold of any sort. Thanks for your kind gesture" He smiled, slipping both hands into the pocket of his pants

"Well, I just don't want you getting down with the flu" She rolled her eyes trying to avert his eyes which were fixed on her

"It's interesting knowing you care. Would be nice if you probably become my private nurse or nanny"

"Well, how much would you pay me? You know I wouldn't be doing that for free"

"You name your price. In cash or in kind" He said, casting her an appraising look from under his eyelashes

Vandana didn't reply, but chuckled instead.

"I'm sorry I kept you standing. Please, do have your seat"

"Thank you" He said, plonking down into the couch

"So, what can I get you? There's pizza, burger, french fries, pop corn, squash and cocktail"

"Well, I'd take whatever you'll take" He smiled

"Alright then. French fries and squash is it"

"Perfect"

"I'll be back in a jiffy" She turned to walk away and Steven couldn't help but notice her swaying hips. He smiled to himself as he couldn't deny the fact that he loved what he saw.

"And I'm back" Vandana announced her presence as she dropped a tray containing two bowls of French fries and two glasses of strawberry squash on the table

"And how did you know the strawberry squash was my best?" Steven asked, taking a sip of the squash

"Well, it's my favorite too" Vandana smiled taking a seat beside Steven

"Oh! We have another thing in common then, aside from the fact they we're both humans" He said and Vandana chuckled

The plasma television on the wall was on and the second season of the movie, 365 Days was about to begin: The perfect movie for the perfect weather.

"Lest I forget, here's your purse, Beachbody" Steven said, handing Vandana her purse

She smiled the moment she heard 'Beachbody'. On getting her purse, she went through its contents.

"You scared that Superman took something?" Steven smirked, looking at her from his profile

"Of course not. He's a good guy. Or isn't he?" She looked at him from under her eyelashes when she had confirmed that everything in her purse was intact; just the way she had left it

"Of course, he is" He said, tossing some fries into his mouth and chewing on them

Silence creeped in and both parties caught themselves stealing glances at each other every now and then. They smiled each time either of them caught the other.

It was obvious. There was a chemistry building up between them both and no matter how hard they tried to deny it, it was evident; so crystal clear.

The universal elements as well, were present to laud their chemistry. An air of raunchiness filled the room: chemistry turned sexual tension, and the rain wasn't helping matters at all.

First, it rained in dribs and drabs, but now, it was in torrents, emitting an unbearable kind of cold, reminding them that they needed heat to keep warm. Well, heat from their bodies, of course; the melting of his in hers.

"Ahhh!" Vandana screamed, making the bowl of French fries which sat on her laps to topple over, the fries spilling on her laps and on to the floor

"What's that?" Steven asked, whipping his head to her form, startled and confused

"I'm really sorry, please. The thunder and lightning scared the shits outta me" She pleaded, giving him puppy dog eyes

"Oh! Those?" Steven asked, a smile playing at the corner of his lips

"Of course. They came with this boom and bang sound that can make one's heart jump outta one's chest" She replied, gesticulating

Steven couldn't help but burst out in gales of laughter. After a while of watching him laugh, Vandana jabbed him on the shoulder when she couldn't take it anymore.

"You should be sympathizing with me, instead of laughing" She feigned annoyance, pouting her lips

"Superman ain't nice after all" She chewed on some fries which had remained in the bowl

"Oh, come on. Superman's a nice guy. You know, you ladies get frightened at teeny weeny things one shouldn't be frightened at"

"Alright, alright. I'm sorry. Come here" He stretched out his arm in a bid to pull her into a side embrace when he noticed that she was now very focused on the television with pouted lips and feigned annoyance written on her face

After looking at both him and his outstretched arm, Vandana slowly shifted close to him and snuggled under his embrace, laying her head against his broad chest.

Unconsciously, Steven didn't know when he began to slowly draw circles on her shoulders. Eccentric waves washed through Vandana right down to her core and her core reacted when it ached.

More waves washed through her when he absentmindedly snapped the strap of her bra against her skin. Vandana slowly shifted on the couch as a burning need began to work its way through her body, slowly overwhelming her.

"Ohm, oh, I'm sorry. I did that absentmindedly" Steven apologized when he realized what he had done that had made Vandana wriggle on the couch

"No! I liked it" Vandana pulled Steven's hand back on her shoulder and even past her shoulder, that his fingers were slowly brushing against her tit, when he was about to take it off

"Really, Beachbody?" He bent his head to look her in the eyes, holding her captive with his eyes

Vandana didn't reply but moved the now empty bowl of fries from her laps to the table, and in a swift move, straddled him. Steven had no choice but to place his hands on the mounds of soft flesh behind her.

"It's running through you, right? These same waves and impulses that are washing through me?" She asked, searching his eyes

"Are you sure you want this?" He asked, his gray eyes slowly growing dark with lust

"Yes. There's no need to fight the feeling. It's just us, the rain and no one else"

Without hesitation, Vandana locked lips with Steven. Her tongue delved inside his mouth, meeting with his, savoring the taste of him. Steven slipped his hands underneath her dress and grabbed her ass, giving both cheeks soft squeezes.

Vandana snaked her hands around his neck, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. The rhythm of their heartbeats synchronized the kiss which was now getting torrid.

As both kissed as though their life depended on it, Vandana began to grind against Steven. Not minding the fact that their clothes barred them, she went in slow circles, her core repeatedly brushing his hard on.

"Fuck, Dana. Please me, baby" Steven groaned when they stopped to catch their breaths

Without demur, Steven placed his lips on hers, igniting a fire, a need that begged to be quenched. With his hands still underneath her dress, he ran them up and down her back. Sliding upwards, he pulled the horizontal straps of her bra loose while she worked on the buttons of his shirt.

In no time, Steven's shirt came off and Vandana ran her hands on his hairy, tattooed broad chest: something she had always fantasized doing.

"I love the feel of this" She said, tearing her lips away from his, running her hands up and down his chest

Next, she dipped her head low and latched her tongue on his right nipple, her thumb working on the other. Steven groaned, as he felt himself getting harder.

"Damn, baby, you're so good"

"As I should be" She said, switching over to his other nipple and repeating the same action

Raising her head, Vandana loosened the vertical straps of her bra and raising both hands, Steven pulled the dress over her head, making the bra fall away, baring her breasts.

Desire pooled in his eyes, a need coursing through his veins, as he stared at her creamy, firm and succulent breasts like a lactating baby.

"You like 'em?"

"You're beautiful, Dana" He said, reaching out, fondling her right breast, his mouth working magic on the left

Wrapping his left hand around her waist for support, he switched to the right breast, sucking helplessly like a newborn. Throwing her head backwards, and throwing caution to the wind, Vandana moaned profanities, her eyeballs rolling into their sockets.

"Oh, baby" She moaned, eyes closed

"Just take your time with 'em"

"Let's set this body on fire, shall we?" Steven asked, after he had served both breasts equal rights

"Yeah, upstairs"

With Vandana in his arms, Steven rose from the couch and slipped his feet out of his shoes. Next, he headed for the stairs, enjoying the soft feel of her breasts against his chest. As he ascended, Vandana circled her hands around his neck and kissed him deeply.

"To your left" She breathed against his lips, not breaking the kiss

In no time, both were in her room.

"Turn around" Steven ordered

When she did, he grabbed her hips and slowly placed her ass against his hardened self.

"You see what you do to me?" He breathed against the crook of her neck, biting her neck's most sensitive spot, leaving a hickey and earning a moan from her

"Let's quench it, shall we?" She said taking her one hand to the back of his neck while the other threaded through the soft curls of his hair

"Let's get this off first" He snapped the waistband of her panties against her skin, making sexy shivers run down her spine

Fingers still in the waistband of her panties, he ran them to the front and slowly pulled the lace down her hips. Crouching, he rolled the lace right down her legs, until he arrived at her ankle where he made her step out of them.

Tossing her panties to God-knows-where, he asked her to face him. When she did, he lifted her, tossing her on the bed. Hovering over her, he kissed the bridge of her nose, her lips and then her neck.

He adored her neck with kisses, leaving hickeys. Next, he trailed his tongue down the middle of her breasts, biting both titties. After playing a while with her belly button, he ran his tongue down her core.

"Your fragrance?" He lifted his eyes to meet hers

"It's heavenly" He added

"You wanna slurp it like it's pasta?" She bit her lower lip, fully concerned about her throbbing core

Without answering, Steven latched his tongue on the aching pound of flesh which looked him directly in the eye. His tongue twirled and turned, savoring her taste and not getting enough. He flicked his tongue left and right, serving her justice, making her close her eyes and utter gibberish.

Raising his head, he kissed her hard.

"Oh, Steven. Fuck me already!" She cried when he tore his lips away from hers

"Patience, Beachbody" He drawled, taking off both his pants and briefs

Reaching out to the top of the nightstand, Vandana grabbed a condom and after tearing the foil away, she slowly slipped it on Steven till it fitted perfectly like a glove.

"Good job, baby" He said as he guided himself towards her entrance

Slowly, he slipped inside her till she accommodated all of him. Next came the first thrust. Then the second. Then the third. And another. Another. And yet, another.

An insatiable hunger spread through her, an unquenchable fire igniting in her. She didn't know why, but the image of her dildo suddenly crept up in her head and she did a mental note to discard it later. Here she was, receiving pleasure that even two dildos of her kind couldn't offer.

"Steven" Vandana moaned, throwing her head against the headboard

"Yes baby. Say my name like I'm doing things to you" He said, increasing his pace

Pleasure which Vandana never knew existed clouded her thoughts as Steven moved in and out of her. His thrusts were wild, crazy. Her nails roamed his back and her legs which she had wrapped around his waist, pulled him closer into her.

She threw caution to the wind yet again, when she screamed his name as he had hit her G-spot. In and out Steven went, her walls clinging onto him; her moisture, a lubricant, easing his brain exploding thrusts.

"Look at me" He ordered and she opened her eyes

Eyeball to eyeball, he clasped their hands and kissed her with fervency, rocketing her into Planet Ecstasy. The rain fell on, tapping on the roof and lauding them for a job well done.

Moments later, Vandana's spasms threatened to tear her apart as he stiffened inside of her. Overridden by the fierce demands of their love making, both of them climaxed, savoring the explosive satisfaction that followed thereafter.

Locking their foreheads together, Steven stayed a while in her to catch his breath before pulling out. He tossed the used rubber into the bin after pulling it off his now flaccid self.

"Damn! You were so good baby. I never knew I was starving until I tasted you. Come here" He pulled her close to him and kissed the top of her hair

"We could prolly do this often" She ran her fingers across his chest

"Seems like someone ain't tired" He chuckled

"Well, a blow job wouldn't be bad. Then I could ride you and we could end things in the shower" She drawled, biting her lips invitingly

"You're insatiable, huh?" He stroked her chin, hunger pooling in his eyes

"I'm game, Beachbody" He said, sitting up as he watched her step off the bed

Well, he was in for it, as they were just getting started. It was going to be an all night affair.