Chapter 61

Present

My thoughts are racing and somehow I manage to forget about the hangover when she is in my arms. This is fucking happening—India is mine and I'm going to make love to her. When she is finally in my bed and her eyes are telling me that she wants me, the happiness swells in my chest.

I take my black T-shirt off and then kiss her deeply, fiercely, for a really long time until she can't catch her breath. I'm taking her all in and at the same time struggling to take off her dress. Then goes her bra. Once I have her almost naked lying underneath me, my hands shake with anticipation. In the sunlight I have her all in front of me with her perfect breasts in my face. If heaven exists, then this is it. She arches her head back with a loud moan of pleasure as I take her hard nipple into my mouth and begin running my tongue around it.

"Oh God, Oliver."

It's getting harder to keep breathing steadily. My hands travel down to her buttocks, and before the desire completely overwhelms my mind, I push her back to the bed and get rid of her knickers. This only gets better and better.

"What about you?" she asks, pointing at my trousers, smiling. Within a moment I jump out of the bed and get rid of my pants and boxers. I take her hand and pull her towards me, feeling every inch of her naked skin.

"What about our friendship?" I ask as she touches the tip of my penis. Heat surges through my bones, filling me up and down. I need to have her, but one wrong move and I could lose her.

"Fuck the friendship," she says, giggling. I kiss her again, tracing my fingers down between her legs, finally reaching for her wetness. She whimpers, biting my shoulder. Her hand never moves, and between my growls and her moans, India gives me a master class hand job, bringing me to the edge. There is only so much I can take of this, and after some time I have to push her away.

"Slow down. I want to enjoy this, because by the time I'm finished here, you will be too exhausted to leave this room," I say and then push her back on the bed. She giggles but quickly changes her tone as I start working out her erotic spot with my tongue, massaging it and making sure she doesn't have a chance to rest. She is so wet for me, but I want to make her remember this morning for years to come. She grips the sheet, crying for a release and it's not long before she is panting, with her climax approaching. Her nipples are erect and my own body aches for release.

Then I stop behaving like a real bastard. She lets out a growl of frustration, looking at me with her eyes wide open. I run to my jeans and get a condom.

"Don't worry, baby, I'm just about to rock your world."

I don't let her say anything because then I'm in front of her again, positioning myself between her legs.

Sweet Jesus, this is really happening! Naked and horny, India is at my mercy as I stroke her with my thump. "Are you sure you're ready for this?" I ask.

"Stop talking, let's fuck," she says with pure sex in her voice. I thrust myself inside her fast and feel like my head is going to split apart.

"Let's go slow at first," I say and start moving inside her. She feels amazing, soft and moist, and I can feel that I won't last long. I kiss her again, over and over, pushing in and out, while caressing her breasts. My tongue moves over her silky skin and I feel lost in the unbelievable sensations that keep traveling through my body. She tells me to go faster, but I ignore her and instead tell her to turn around. Her perfect ass is in front of me. I slide my cock in from behind and start working it faster, enjoying and devouring this moment. She starts moaning and then I speed up. This is fucking bliss. I can't believe that I'm making love to this perfect creature.

"Oh, India, you're killing me," I say and within a few more movements I'm coming inside her, filling her up and having the most explosive orgasm in history. My pulse thumps rapidly as I hold her for long time, breathing hard. She kisses my lips and we lie together on the bed.

"This was amazing," she says. I pop up on my arms, trying to catch my breath, grinning like a baby.

"This was just the beginning. If you think that I'm finished with you, then you're wrong," I say and get her on top of me again. We make sweet tender love for another hour. Sometimes slow, other times fucking fast. I can't get enough of her. She is perfect and mine. My headache is there and I'm hungover, but she is my cure. Then we both fall asleep in each other's arms.

It's late afternoon when she wakes up. For a split second I ask myself if this was just a dream, but when I feel India snuggled next to me, a huge smile breaks my lips. She is still fast asleep when I get up and make her a cup of coffee.

I can't get my head around what happened. Thank God I came to my senses when MacKenzie showed up last night. I was drunk and she was pushing me. India wouldn't be upstairs now if I hadn't gotten rid of her several hours ago.

"Afternoon, sexy, here is your coffee," I say, knowing that she is fully awake. She doesn't move so I tickle her until she does.

"Do you think that I'm the biggest hypocrite on this planet?" she asks, taking a cup from the floor.

"Hypocrite, why? Because of Evans?" I ask, getting distracted by her naked breasts again.

"He was upset."

"Russell will be fine. After a while he would have realised that you didn't love him. He is a decent guy after all, and I respect him for what he did."

"Yes, he is. I hope he finds someone to be happy with."

I don't let India wonder too much about Evans. Sometimes relationships don't work out. Evans understood this and I don't want to dwell on him.

We stay in bed until the evening, making love again. India leaves at eight to help Dora with packing. Jacob is staying at home for the next two days. Knowing how much distraction India is going to be for me, we both agree to see each other tomorrow. I have one more practice before the summer break and then I get a few months of doing nothing at all.

I clean a bit and pack a few things. Around ten I order Chinese takeout and have a beer. The house is still a mess, and for the next couple of days I have to make sure that it's all sorted before the landlord comes around for inspection.

In the morning I wake up in a good mood. The practice is at twelve, so I have a bit of time to go shopping and prepare India a breakfast in bed. I hate any kind of shopping, but I get some chocolate croissants, the best coffee, her favourite grapes and head to her apartment just after nine. I let myself in and remind myself to tell them both that they should remember to keep their door locked during the night. From Jacob's stories, I know that Dora likes to sleep naked, so I have to be a little careful. It's early, so I get to work straight away. India likes strong coffee. I put all the croissants on the plate with butter and jam.

I don't knock because I don't expect her to be awake.

"Wake up, sleeping beauty, breakfast is here," I say as she lies flat, spread out on the bed and I have a perfect view of her arse in front of me. I haven't even woken her up yet and I'm already in fucking heaven. She mutters something like, "Go away," so I put the tray with food on the table and move to stand in front of her, admiring her for some time. She is wearing a nighty to bed, a short one, and in this moment I can see her beautiful round arse. I lean in to kiss her while kicking my shoes off.

India wakes up slightly as I start moving my hand over her legs, tracing my fingers down between her legs. She is so wet for me already. She mumbles my name and I kiss her buttocks, working my fingers inside her. This is fucking hot and my heart pounds rapidly in my chest. I swallow hard and lean over her ear.

"I know that you're awake. Come on, babe, stop teasing me now."

She giggles and I plunge my finger deeper, working her wetness with my thumb. She moans loudly and turns her head to look at me, all flushed. I stop teasing her and she is already sitting on the bed, trying to get rid of my jeans.

"Breakfast, huh? I thought you had practice this morning."

"I went to bed horny and woke up even more turned on. Fuck, come here and let me taste you again. You purposely went to sleep with nothing on, just to tease me."

"Maybe," she giggles.

"Well, now you're going to pay for it."

"If you think that you're taking advantage of me, then you're very wrong. I'm in charge today," she says, moving her already-naked self beside me. Her breasts are glorious and I want to make her come as many times as possible. She starts touching me; her hands travel down my stomach; my skin prickles as she reaches the band of my boxers.

"Oh fuck, India, this is too much," I growl, dropping down to the bed. I'm not prepared when she takes me into her mouth, starting to run her mouth up and down. With a sharp intake of breath I'm flying, drifting away, aware of every single stroke of her tongue. Fuck, I don't even know when she learned this technique, but I keep moaning as the burning sensation in my penis increases. She licks the tip, causing an eruption of sweet desire. My hips arch up asking for more, but I don't let her finish me off like that, even when her tongue is doing all these wonderful things to me. I need to have her close to me, I need to know that she won't go anywhere. My skin tickles and the waves of electricity move between us, charging us with soaring heat.

"Come here, I need to be inside you," I growl, moving her on top of me. Her boobs are bouncing and I squeeze them, circling and teasing her hardened nipples with my thumb.

"Oliver…"

"I know, baby, I know," I say with a grin and guide myself into that moist entrance at her core. She lets go a quiet gasp and high-pitch moan. We start moving, forgetting about the condom. It doesn't fucking matter anyway. She admitted that she is clean and recently started taking birth control pills. Right now I need to have her all, skin to skin, heart to heart.