I hate my life, I hate everyone, I hate him.
he and his so-called fiance, using me for his closure. fcuk them both.
I will not let him use me, I will not be a week one and let him do whatever he wanted to do to me.
after everyone left Jatin suggested dropping me at my room, I was clearly in rage and but I hid it well.
we all are staying at Jatin's hotel because functions were going on and we were getting married in two days.
I was walking past the corridor and saw his room door open, nice timing, bidding my farewell to Jatin, I waited for him to leave.
and just when he does, I went straight to his room. slowly and quietly. locking the door behind. what's with him and open doors.
the sound coming from the washroom was clearly stating that he was in the shower.
"Janki, I'll be out in a minute," he shouted from inside.
fcuk, he was using me for his closure, now I'll get mine.
I stepped out of my dress and went in to join him. opening the gate of the cubical, just when I touched his wet muscular back, he jumped on his feet. I giggled.
he looked at me with surprise and turned off the faucet, he was naked, my mouth was dry and I want him.
his eyes were trying not to look at my naked figure, but he was getting his glimpse I know him, he can't resist me, like this.
without saying any word he tried to walk pass me to exit the cubical, but I stopped him by putting my hand on his very perfect toned chest.
we looked deep into each other eyes and just then I turned on the faucet, making us wet deep into our unknown feeling.
the water was flowing on my body and his eyes were tracking every moment of the stream.
I rubbed myself on his bare chest with my erected nipples and he was taken back by my action.
he held my both hands in his one to stop me from going any further, and during all this, we were just inches apart.
I didn't say anything, but his eyes were daring me to do anything wrong, ohh. I love the wrong dares.
my mind was high, was in a rage, and tbh lust overtook me.
I want him, I'll have him.
I tried to kiss him, but he looked at me with angry eyes "not angry when you fucked me!" I stated. "oops! RAPED ME!!!!" I shouted.
he seemed shocked by my pitch and left my hands. that's right fear me.
I moved further and touched his member by my knee, slowly. he looked at me and tried to get out of the space again but this time, I bit hard on his chest, I was horny and I'll fcuk him.
he stood there like a statue and looked at my sinful deeds, "I know you want me.. I know you want to fcuk the sh!t out of me, I know how much you crave to be inside of me, I can see everything in your eyes Tyag, how desperate I made you feel... you do, you still do love me, and I love you too." I fcuking confessed it to him.
since our first day, he said like hundreds of times, but I never said it once, and now what have I done shit. I'm a mean b!tch.
His gaze softens and he looked deep into my eyes, like searching for truth.
I was speaking one. lol
and that was like, he changed our positions, I was pinned to the wall, wet and breathless just in a few seconds, he has smashed his lips on me, giving me no air to breathe, like he was fucking controlling himself and now unleashed his wretch.
holding my hand above my head and pushing himself onto me, he was devouring my lips like oblivion. I gained my strength and revert back with the same intensity, we both were sucking, biting, and tasting each other's mouths.
no one wanted to stop, breaking his lock with my mouth, he moved down to my jaw, chin, and then to my neck, sucking and biting hard, definitely leaving marks.
"sh!t' I moaned in the middle, he was squeezing my boobs and kissing my neck, my hands were holding and pulling his wet hairs, the water was making everything more sloopy.
"fcuk me already" I moaned when his lips were on my jaw and mine was near his ear.
he looked into my eyes kissing my jaw then nibbling my ear, he can see the desperation, lust, and many more emotions in my eyes, I felt that, but I only saw love in his.
his hand was on my throbbing part slowly making circles and arousing me hard, and just when I was busy with my emotions, he positioned himself on my entrance and entered like no tomorrow.
his one hand was holding my leg behind the back of my knee and my other was on the tiptoe, matching his height.
"fcuk yes..." I moaned. he was brushing his lips on my wet neck holding my hip from his free hand, his breathing and groans were magical to my ears.
"yes... yeahhh... like that. hmm!" I moaned in the process. he was fcuking me at the perfect pace, not too slow and not too soft, just hard and fast like I needed.
"SH! TTTT!!!..." he groaned when his c0ck came out of my p^ssy and he pushed it back, hard and rough.
my one hand was snaked around his neck, holding his half shoulder with my nails and one was taking support from the wall.
changing another position, he faced me against the cubical's glass door pressing me hard and slammed from behind.
we both moaned and groaned, he was nibbling and sucking on my neck hard and soft simultaneously, giving me butterflies in my stomach.
"I'm cuming... I cuming..." I shouted. his hands were holding me in the exact position.
he started to thrust fast and moaned "yes, cum for me... do it." and by hearing to his amazing breathless voice, I came flowing hard on his member, while it was deep carving in me with his statisfaction.
we looked at each other and kissed once again. he washed me slowly and left wrapping his towel covering his perfect a&&.
whatever happened, this was my Closure.
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