Claimed by the Hunk

Chapter 2

The ride was a short one and I had a devious plan in my mind. I would break his façade of cool reserve and elegance with seduction tonight. I was 22 and still and untouched. Not that I hadn’t been touched by men but still a virgin. I already had finished my M.B.A., bagged a decent job, going home. All this calls for an obvious celebration and what would be better than being in the arms of a dark, handsome, male stranger, in an unknown place. This night would be a night that I may cherish for life-time.

My thoughts broke at his beautiful husky voice,” Cassandra? Are you fine? Are you comfortable?”

“Oh yes! I am fine. Never felt better.”

“Then you are unusually and eerily silent. You don’t remain this way. Do you?”

“Then from a couple of hours you think you know me very well?”

“No I didn’t want to mean that. You spoke most of the time in the last few hours and now you are quiet. If you don’t want to talk then its fine. I just hope that you are comfortable enough.”

Yes, I wish to be comfortable in your strong arms, kiss your full lips and stay awake the whole night making love to you, thought I.

The roads were bumpy with lot of potholes and wind was warm and balmy in the last soothing week of May. The ride was short enough and after some time we reached our destination. The car came to a halt and before I could reach for my handle, Samael prowled like a cat and rushed like a lightning to open the door on my side. Chivalry------Oh God! Have you created no fault in this human male?

I stepped out struggling with my bag when he asked,” May I take it?”

“Nope. Thanks. Its not heavy. I’ll manage by myself.”

“No, I insist, ladies must not carry their own luggage……..”

“Samael, for God sake keep away you formality and manners. Not now atleast, God has given me arms strong enough to bear my own luggage. Now please show the way.”

He was a bit disappointed at my behavior, I could say that from his looks itself. But nothing to do, I was not in a mood to enjoy his chivalrous manners. I was too hungry.

Samael asked,” Has there been any mistake on my part?”

“No. Not at all. Why are you asking?”

“You are reacting strangely that is the reason why.”

“Oh man! I am so hungry that I can eat bricks now.”

“Why didn’t you tell me before?”

“What would you have done? I am already putting you in so much problem and how can I disturb you more?”

He took angry strides towards a small house and opened the willowy crickety gate and waited for me to reach it. Then he walked by my side to a cobbled stone path to a one-storeyed brick building. As he knocked the door, an old man came out with a warm smile and called us inside.

“Are saab, madamji, come inside. Bare sirji called me and told me that you will stay the night here.”

“Thank you Uncle. If you weren’t willing to take us for the night, we would have to stay on the train,” I said.

“Oh! Don’t make me ashamed by saying all these. Come come I will show you your room.”

Samael was silent the whole time. Now he said,” Uncle is there any chance that there will be some dhaba open nearby?”

“No Saab ji, this is country side. Everything shuts down here after evening.”

“No need,”interjected I,” Uncle do you have somethings edible in kitchen?”

“Yes Madam Ji, but it has to be cooked and my wife has gone to her mausi’s home.”

“Oh! That’s fantastic! I will cook. Samael you take the luggage to the room and let me see what I can rustle up in kitchen.”

“You can cook also?” asked a stunned Samael.

“Why? Can’t I know how to cook? Go to the room and let me handle this. Dinner will be ready in thirty minutes.”

After forty minutes the smell of cooked khichdi and omlettes wafted to the room along with her voice,”Come on, dinner’s ready.”

As I went into the dining place, I found her serving the food in three plates. She looked like an absolute angel, serving food at this time when there was no chance of getting food in this Godforsaken place I was simply astonished to see how could she be so cheerful when she was in an unknown place, tired, hungry, but still she was cooking for virtual strangers.

I took a seat and started my meal. It was manna from heaven for me. She was chatting with the old man and suddenly she asked,” How’s the khichdi?”

“It’s delicious. After several years I am eating so tasty food especially home-made.”

She gave me a genuine smile and her face lit up with happiness. I felt as if someone had struck a blow at my heart.

We finished our dinner and she took the plates to the kitchen despite the old man’s protests. Then after sometime she came to the room, opened her bag and took out some clothes. I felt the room, opened her bag to take out some clothes. I left the room giving her some privacy, closing the door behind me.

I prowled about thinking what should I do, how can I sleep on a single same bed with her. There is no sofa also. And I am damn sure the old man has taken us to be a couple. I was going to light the cigarettes when I found my case was empty. There was nothing left for me rather than cursing my fate. I knocked the door almost after ten minutes. Cassandra told me to come in.

I opened the door and my heart started hammering against my ribs. Cassandra was standing infront of the window, wearing a red backless night gown, her hair piled up in a chignon. Moonlight was spilling into the room through the window and a ghostly shadow was cast behind her. It was a heavenly sight. I cleared my throat and she slowly turned back, saying,” It’s a full moon night, the moon is worth falling in love with.”

But here I was falling in love with the lady in moonlight. Keeping reins on my desire which was straining beneath my trousers, I said,” You sleep on the bed and I can sleep on the floor. Just give me a pillow.”

“Samael, I have been touched by men before.”

“That does not mean that I will do the same, isn’t it?”

“Don’t you want to? Don’t you want me?”

“Anyone in his right senses will surely want you but……………..”

She opened her arms and beckoned me with her eyes mesmerizing me. I forgot to breathe and hypnotized stepped into her arms. Taking her close I breathed in her delicious fragrance, opened her silky hair, moved the lush soft mane of her hair from her neck and kissed on a spot on her nape. I felt a tremor passing through her and I kept on suckling, kissing and nibbling her earlobes, jaws and finally I kissed her lips which was nothing like I had ever tasted, sweeter than honey,more intoxicating than the best red wine and softer than the rose petals. As she further came closer to me I spooned my body closer to hers feeling that she was naked underneath, moulding her contours and imprinting them on my memory. Sliding down the straps of her gown from her milky white shoulders, as the dress pooled at her ankles I lifted her up and gently placed her on bed.

The light and shadow played a havoc on my mind and seemed as if Aphrodite was lying on the bed smiling at me, blushing from head to toe and glancing at me with demure eyes. As I undressed she looked at me with appreciation. When I finally got rid of all my clothes, she said,” You are beautiful.”

I smiled and replied,” Nothing compared to you. Cassandra I desperately want to make love to you, do you want that too?”

“Isn’t that a foolish question to ask?” and she pulled me close over her and kissed me as if she was taking her breathe of life back from me.

I touched her and caressed her body and felt her hot and wet for me. As I nudged she parted her legs urging me to be one with her. I slowly pushed my thickness inside her, urging more and more inside and then finally struck her core and she cried out and moaned. Her moans urged me further into a raw animalistic rhythm which was primal in nature. The room filled up with my groans, sounds of thrusts, her passionate yearnings, cries and the room filling with heated smells of s*x.

She whispered my name as if in a caress and I felt her close to peak. I said,” Look into my eyes.”

As she opened her eyes, I said skimming her jaw with kisses,” Yes baby, that’s it. Come for me, only for me.” Her body was as if waiting for my signal only and drenched with her juices and kept on shuddering. I found my own release inside her.

Finally exhausted I lay beside her and Cassandra turned aside and tucked her chin into the crook of my neck and wrapped her arm over me and drifted into sleep in peace. While I lay awake wondering if it was a mistake, the only reason I felt so because I had the feeling that she was a virgin; but she told that she had been touched by men before. Some time later I too fell asleep as exhaustion claimed me.