"Veer ji, stop!" I whisper yelled as I peeled his hands away from my hips.
"You smell so good that I want to breathe in more of you." He rasped in my ear and his grip on my hips tightening.
When Veer ji brushed his pearly teeth across my collarbone...
She was sobbing like a child when she was chastised for spending her money on chocolate instead of groceries.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I entered her apartment and shut the door. I asked her softly, "Show me the restroom," and she led me to the bedroom. She decorated it with fairy lights and a large frame with the words "you've got this" written in big letters.
I dragged her into the bathroom and grabbed some wipes to clean her face. She took the tissue box from my grasp and wiped my vest.
Stop crying, my goodness gracious. I can clean it later. She sobbed as she looked at my vest.
But what if I ruined it? You're not going to scream at me? She whimpered at me, her eyes full of innocence.
Where is your closet? I made her stand under the shower, telling her to change her clothes here and I'd get them for her. Wipe your mouth and chest with these wet wipes.
Open the first door in the left corner; there are some t-shirts there; please use them, and I'll wash this for you. She sniffed and held the sink for balance. She can't even stand properly. She shivered because the top of her dress was wet.
You need to change first, so I took the bathrobe from the cabinet and dragged her into the shower with me. Change into this, and I'm out. I drew the curtain and exited the bathroom.I tossed my vest into the basket.
She didn't come out for three minutes.
I went inside, and she's still behind the curtain.
You didn't leave? Her meek voice came out.
I told you I'd be there. Then she came out wearing the bathrobe I gave her, which was too small and barely covered her buttocks. I want to run my hands down her long slender legs.
She was shifting from one leg to the other, so I picked her up and carried her to the closet.Nothing was in the place, piles of clothes fell on us when I opened it. We both fell.
My closet is even better than yours. I held her barely covered body with care. Fortunately, she was not injured in the fall.
You've got six packs. she exclaimed,It's difficult to control my hormones, but she has to test it?
Darling, yes. But we need to get up before we do something else. She tried to get up right away but fell on top of me. Her breasts are extremely soft.
This time she was able to separate herself and sit cross-legged on the floor. Wear this T-shirt. She hands it to me, and I check the size; it's exactly my size. Did she take mine? Is it someone else, perhaps that guy, who kissed her?
I'm not going to wear your lover's dress.
That is not my lover's outfit. It's mine; I brought them because they're comfortable to wear. I don't have the stamina to argue with you.
