(Manan Dark) Mafia's Intense Desire

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When darkness has blurred your sight and put your mind off, everything you do seems appropriate and correct. Even if it sinful, you think it is the best thing to do.

Manik carelessly roamed his hands everywhere on her body. His mind was taken over by a thick quilt if desire. Desire that was at the back of his head until tonight. He knew something had changed between them. Now perhaps tonight, only after looking at it by himself, he would know what was it that has changed.

He sucked on her lips harder, tougher and all the way more hungrily than expected. He kicked the circumference of her lips, leaving no inch of her red painted skin untouched. It was as if he was a quest of finding out something that was hidden within her.

Manik pulled away. Nandini thought he was going to stop. Though she was reluctant as she never wanted to spend such moments with him out of the heat of the moment, she wished he went on and on.

She had wondered how it would feel to be kissed by those lips that forever smiled at people. How it would feel when those hands touch her skin. And she had to agree, he was the best experience for her.

Nandini had met many guys. All of them, mostly, were behind her for her money. They approached her saying they loved her but she knew the intentions behind their kinky smiles and efforts when they would try to get closer.

But Manik... This gut seemed to not care. It was as if she was any normal woman, not a CEO. He pushed her in the wall attacking her neck. When his tongue trailed down the length of her neck, she clutched her mouth her hand as its elbow stayed on his shoulder. He was being rough. And she was least aware, why???

Manik bit her neck. He kissed her everywhere and stopped on her throat. She winced when he suddenly pulled her head by the back of her neck, in a position that her eyes stared at the white illuminating ceiling. He latched his mouth on her throat, dragging his lips aggressively down and stopped right above her cleavage.

Nandini was a mess of uneven breathing. Although she had shared this kind of space with a guy before, her first ever boyfriend, who was discovered as a jerk later; She still shuddered. Manik and his actions were crazily terrorizing.

"Ma-" She wanted him to stop.

The taste of alcohol was there in his mouth. Obviously he drank too much. Not very much that made him lose his senses, it was enough to astray him from his composure.

"Man-ik!" Gasping shockingly, Nandini closed her eyes when she felt cold air hitting her chest.

He had pulled down her strapless dress to her navel, revealing a set of soft perky breasts. They just bounced out when he used both his hands to pull down the dress below her chest. Her mounds pebbled soon as they were introduced to cold atmosphere.

Her arms trembled. Stomach had indescribable cramps while her heart beats magnified. She was trying to stand still, his touch on her left breast failed her. Suddenly her legs woflbbled. She was about to collapse because of her legs that betrayed her.

Flushed and embarrassed, Nandini lingered on him as his hands wrapped around her waist. Thankfully he got her before she fell.

She was trying to breath normally. The warmth of his chest refrained her. He hugged her closer, almost picking her up with one arm while he swung around. Manik walked to the door of his apartment and unlocked it.