Dax moved lower, lifting the shirt above so he could sponge kisses all the way from her navel to the slope of her breasts. "Fucking perfect," he muttered before cupping her breast while his tongue worshipped another.
"Dax," Sana gasped, his name hitching and breaking on her tongue.
"Hmm?"
"Please."
"Please what, red?" he said, the breath of his words tickling the skin just below her waistband as he pulled her shorts away.
"Touch me. Take me. I need you," she breathed as he peppered kisses up her inner thighs and bordered the hem of her black panties.
"Are you sure?"
"One hundred percent."
She could feel Dax smile against her thigh as he slowly pulled down her panties. And from then, it was heaven, pleasure and sin.
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Dax had slipped into sleep and he only realised it when he woke up to something sharp digging into his arm. Sana's phone. He pulled it and placed it on the side table before turning to the side, supporting Sana by her back as rolled along with him. She stirred slowly and glanced up. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," he whispered, swiping away her hair from her eyes and staring at them.
"What do you think he's gonna do about us?" Sana asked, catching his fingers and placing his palm on her cheek. The question came out of nowhere, without context, but it was a question that he had been expecting.
"I don't know. I can't tell what he thinks. Vishnu told me something disturbing and since then, I don't know anymore, red. I'm lost," he said, taking a deep breath.
"What did he tell you?"
Dax repeated everything that Vishnu had told him about Dax treating him like his son and the special treatments he had been receiving without realising it.
"Your problem is that you're charming. Too charming for your own good. Everyone wants you to be theirs," Sana said, making the conversation light. He knew she understood the implications of Raju anna's attachment to him but couldn't bring herself to think on it. "I'm going to have to fight a lot of women when we leave this town. Imagine you in an apron selling the best ice cream in the world. It's the perfect recipe for popularity among women."
Dax pulled her closer so she was tucked underneath his chin. "Don't worry. I'll make it known that I already belong to you."
"And how do you plan to do it?"
"Like this," he said, tilting her face and pressing a soft kiss on her lips, making her melt into his arms.
"You've gotten better with your words," she said, smiling at him.
They slipped into a few heartbeats of silence before Sana spoke again. "Can you meet my father? He wants to see you."
Dax couldn't say no. He didn't want to. He knew how much Sana cared about her father and if he couldn't do this simple thing for her, he didn't deserve her. Not that he did now but still. "What will I say when he asks me what I do for a living?" he asked.
