Thriller The Story of Meera

[Priyanka98]

Meera suddenly opened her eyes and tried to gently pull away. "Aryan please...you don't have to...I am not worthy of this..." she said.
"I will decide what you are worth. So just shut up and let me do what I am doing," Aryan said firmly enough to calm her protests.
He scrubbed her feet and ran the sponge gently up her legs and thighs and brushed lightly on her pussy sending a tingle up her belly. He drained the water from the bathtub and ran a warm shower to wash her clean. Then he wrapped her in a towel, gently lifted her and put her down on the bed.
He got on top of her without putting any weight on her and showered her with gentle kisses. He was treating her like a delicate flower. Meera felt so pampered with his soft touches and kisses.
And then he parted her legs and kissed her pussy.
"Aryan no...you really don't have to..." Meera protested weakly.
"Didn't I just tell you to shut up?" Aryan replied sharply.
Meera just lay quietly on the bed letting him do what he wanted to. She let him lick her pussy lips and his hands gently rested on her inner thighs, stroking them occasionally with the lightest of touch. She shuddered as she felt him flick his tongue on her clit. His skillful stimulation made her pussy juices gush. She moaned as she felt him gently nibble her pussy lips. She began to breathe heavily as he held her clit between his lips and sucked lightly. Her moaning assured him of how much pleasure he was giving her. Meera was floating in an erotic high. And this time, along with a sexual sensation, she had an emotional assurance that Aryan is not going to hurt her like other men did, he is not going to call her dirty names to degrade her. She knew she was safe with him, she knew he was not going to punish her for surrendering to her desires, he was not going to cause her pain. He was being so kind, so gentle...she knew he wasn't going to make her cry or scream for his pleasure. He was just trying to make her happy. As she felt him push his tongue inside her pussy and wiggle it softly, she felt waves of orgasm rush though her. This was perhaps the most intense orgasm she had as her body melted in sheer pleasure.
She just lay with her eyes closed for a moment. When she opened her eyes, Aryan was lying next to her smiling at her.
She hugged him tightly in her arms. She didn't say anything to him but she broke down into tears. Aryan held her close and showered her with kisses. Meera wasn't speaking a word, but Aryan could see her emotional starvation in her eyes. He knew she was missing Kabir, but she just didn't dare to say it. He could feel her emptiness and loneliness. He could see gratitude in her eyes for his kindness.
Soon enough Meera composed herself, and brought back her bubbly smile on her lips. She winked at him and began to reach for his pants, "Now my turn," she said playfully.
Aryan smiled and pulled her hand away, "No, not today," he said.
"But why?" she asked, "I want to.."
"Some other time," he said, kissing her forehead. Then he softly touched her bruised cheek and said, "You are hurt Meera, I want you to rest and recover first. Then I am all yours."
Meera smiled and hugged him.