The Singhania Brothers

"Where are we going?" I asked, looking outside the window to figure out if I could make out anything.

Nope. Nothing.

"Rudra." I pulled the 'a' and poked him on his bicep. He grabbed my finger with his right, holding the steering with the left and placed my entire hand on his lap.

Damn his driving skills.

The way he held the steering wheel should not have made me clench my thighs, but it did. How could someone driving a car affect me so badly?

I pressed my thighs and looked away, not wanting to give him a chance to tease me. My hand was still on his thigh. His left hand was on the gear and his right hand took over the steering.

I bit my lips as a wild thought entered my mind. I slowly inched my hand up his thigh, caressing his thigh. I still didn't look at him, not wanting to make eye contact.

"You better keep your hand there if you want us to reach the destination on time. Else, I shall take you now, with my cock buried deep in your pussy." He gripped my hand with his left. The car severed to the left and he stepped into an underground level that looked like a garage. Taking another left, he stopped.

I looked at him wide eyed. "What are you doing? Here, in the garage?"

"Jeez baby. Desperate are we?" He unlocked his seatbelt and then undid mine. I was still excited as well as nervous. I didn't mind where my first time with him was. Only thing that mattered was him. "We have arrived at our destination."

"Huh? Destination?" I needed to check my head when I was with him. It runs wild.

"I shall open your door. Wait." He walked around the hood and opened my door. He extended his hand and I placed mine in his.

"Why is this gentlemanly behaviour?" I asked, getting out of the car.

"So that I can dominate you in bed." I paused in my steps. He turned around when he saw me stop, he raised his brow in question. Uff his face.

"You better keep up your words." I sassed and continued walking with him.

"Don't complain if you can't walk tomorrow." He retorted, pressing a button on the elevator and the doors closed.

"Promises, promises." I sang and rolled my eyes.

In a moment, I was pushed against the elevator walls, one of his hands found their way to my hair, tugging them hard, while the other reached my waist, slipping into my kurta. He pinched my waist and I gasped. He took the chance and evaded my mouth, fighting with my tongue for dominance.

I pushed him away and broke the kiss. "Someone has a fragile ego." I teased. He advanced onto me again. "Stop, someone might see."

"No one can see us. This is a private elevator." The elevator dinged at the right time and the doors opened to a wide hall.