Rich Brat: Sweet Revenge Of A Lazy Princess - Chapter 413

Shreya’s eyes gleamed. Charan could already guess what she was up to. Not that he minded. The people in his life had long gotten used to seeing teeth impressions on all random exposed places by now.

But then he had something else on his mind right now. Just as Shreya leaned over to his level, Charan never gave her a chance to do anything more as he capture her lips in his. He grabbed her from behind her neck and held her in place as he locked on her lips.

Shreya lost her balance and stumbled just as he held her by her waist with his free hand.

Once out of shock, Shreya instinctually responded to his kiss without any scruples. Their lips moved in sync while Shreya circled her arms and legs around him.

Charan carried her around the bed effortlessly as he pulled on her lips.. Shreya returned his passion with the same level of intensity. Her hands messed up his hair while her lips moved against his actively. The sound of their passion filled the air making the whole atmosphere moist and almost bewitching.

Charan laid her down on the bed and hovered over. Her lips were moist and so very soft against his making him addicted to them but he pulled away reluctantly when she needed air.

He couldn’t help staring at her… she looked like a dream. With disheveled hair and flushed cheeks…

His thumbs brushed against her now flushed wet lips. He couldn’t resist capturing them with his lips for another shearing kiss.

Soon the room was filled with panting sounds. Both of them were more fervent than they had ever been before.

Shreya arched her back when Charan found her sweet spot just below her ears. Pleasure made her tingle all over her body as a mȯȧn escaped her lips.

She wore Charan’s shirt today to sleep. From the time when she was wearing the cast, she started wearing his shirts for convenience at first… but now it had long become a habit. But Charan’s shirt was big for her. His collars were pretty wide for her. And she never bothered to buŧŧon up the shirt to the collars anyway.

He knew he was losing himself but he just couldn’t seem to want to restrain himself today. Especially given how Shreya reacts to each of his touches… it was more like an encouragement to continue than to stop which eradicated what little sense he had at that moment.

He rested his forehead against her and took few deep breaths to appease his own lungs. He lingered close to her as he whispered, “You are driving me crazy…” Their bodies were still stuck together.

Just as he was about to continue, Shreya pushed him by his shoulders and reversed their positions. If anything, Charan’s eyes darkened more when Shreya sat over his stomach leaning over him.

Her soft hair tickled his ears as her lips explored his neck with great curiosity. Just as she found his sweet spot, Charan couldn’t help groan hoarsely. He never got to recover as Shreya sunk her teeth in that exact spot leaving behind a red print of all her teeth. A shiver ran down his spines making his senses hazy.

Shreya pulled away only when she felt satisfied with her handy work.

Their eyes met… both of their eyes were dazed with pŀėȧsurė. Shreya fumbled around to remove Charan’s t-shirt. He very cooperatively sat up making it easier for her as she took it off over his head.

Not that he was ever fat, but he had been doing intense workouts in recent months… All the workouts with Zack not only made him stronger but also gave him abs. His muscles were more defined. Shreya couldn’t help run her hands down his arms and stomach… they were very hard to touch. For a second, all the ŀust and passion in the air left as she ran her palm down his skin… her eyes looked like a curious naïve kid seeing a new person. She had a silly smile on her face as her palm went up and down with the creases on his body.

Charan couldn’t help chuckle slightly seeing her like this… He just sat back and let her be.

“Are you about done now?” Charan asked after a while when Shreya kept running her hand all over him. He leaned over reducing the distance between them and whispered into her ears.

“I… I…” Shreya stammered suddenly blushing.

But she never got to finish her sentence as Charan said, “Now, my turn…” He quietly slipped one of his hands under her shirt holding her bȧrė hip. Her skin warmed up under his palms. Shreya couldn’t help close her eyes as her skin tingled under his palm.

Charan’s lips went back to kissing her neck as his other hand opened her buŧŧons one by one at an agonizingly slow pace. When each buŧŧon was opened… with every few inches of exposed skin… his lips followed to explore very dutifully. He gently bit on the skin just about her brėȧsts leaving behind a strawberry patch of red.

By the time Charan actually slipped her shirt off her shoulders, Shreya was a panting shivering mess. But she still arched into his touch involuntarily.

Without the shirt, she was only left with her sports bra and shorts.

Charan’s hands gripped her waists firmly as he dipped down for another kiss on her lips almost swallowing her whole. Shreya never knew what happened after that…

Charan had long lost his ability to think as soon as his hands came in contact with her skin. He pulled her impossibly closer to himself as his hands moved freely around her body… exploring all the sweet spots. Sparks flew as bȧrė skin brushed against each other through her flimsy bra. His palms came to rest over her brėȧsts as he touched her over her bra earning a throaty mȯȧn from Shreya.

Shreya’s nails dug into his skin leaving a red trail behind when he pulled on her sėnsɨtɨvė buds. They got completely lost in each other’s touch. Very soon, both of them were covered in sweat and sticky but that did not frazzle either of them.

At one point, she could bȧrėly hold herself straight. So, she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly clinging to him. Her hold was so tight that Charan was almost choked.

He could feel Shreya shaking in his arms…