Why He always rambling inside my Head, why my heart gets weak, my legs wiggle because of his dominance why?
what's happening with me?
Is this love? Or just an infatuation.
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" I heard that, those who don't believe in magic, Never find it, but...
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"Shitt, maybe I forgot my top in his room, now I have to go again", naaz mumble by getting annoyed and running quickly up to his room...,
"Maybe he's not there..", mumbling after reaching inside furthermore tries to find her top in the closet by standing on her toes, throwing her hands around to find it till she catches the warmth of someone whose ragged fingers brushing over her belly because she wears a crop top which goes up the cause of the sudden proximity she felt a shiver, dropped her feet on the floor, her nerves quiver in her belly after sensing him closer, her lips parted away become dry.
"So, now I think you deserve a punishment for becoming the reason of this cold bath", His voice was cultured and smooth, with a rasp that made her every audacity quake and as naaz hear her cheeks turn crimson red also her toes curling on the floor in anticipation, a bizarre sort of emotions cover her curled the corner of her lips to moulded the feeling which she feels right now, stiffens her body when his frost fingers sketched the delicate softness of her bare shoulder...,
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"W...what are you doing?", Her lips were dry so she licked them before and asked him with flickering lips and tone, gulp her bulge furthermore her heartbeat quickened; lips split up to accommodate faster breaths,
"Umm...quelling your anger" as I heed him gropes he smelled sinfully good. Not cologne but probably he steps straighten from washroom cause of which it perhaps Body wash or maybe any shampoo. Whatever it was but it was mouthwatering then mumble with parted lips,
"I'm not angry", as I speak feels he slipped down my top from shoulder and his ragged frost lips touch my warmth skin which sents shiver to me cause of his action I turn my neck to bestow proper space when he lavishly kisses me I felt drawn to him as if a rope bound my waist and he was slowly, inexorably pulling it many weirdoes things dancing inside my brain which enough to flushed me badly, his arms creases me come deliberately over mine when he keeps kissing mine shoulder and nape as his favourite thing, and naaz legs converted in jelly which wiggles after his every act then he entangles his huge fingers with my small one and clutches it tightly quizzes it.
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