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They were fated apart, but she forced destiny to let her meet him again, but this time they were just strangers...
" You won't need a driver's license to ride me, " Simran chuckled drawing circles over his husband's firm bicep...
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I know, I am asking for too much ... I may be expecting too much from my life but after seeing that man who ruined my life today - I am willing to do anything to be with Zander, my uncle's arrival has honestly shove me into that dark pit which I had been ignoring all these years.
I wished to tell Zander the truth about me, his Ruhi but this isn't the time for it especially when he is willing to explore his feelings for me, he is showing the progress I was yearning to see all these months, at least he accepted that he is falling for me, that he wants us to explore our feelings and this relationship together.
Or am I just a coward? I am not just ready to confess myself to him, I am scared or everything especially my past. Nonetheless the tries, I was always unable to face myself as Ruhi, to me that part never existed but for Zander she still exists which really breaks my heart every time I see him.
"Can I?"
I blinked my eyes at his needy voice and nodded letting him unfold my saree pleats with his manly hands that were constantly brushing my belly skin causing goosebumps down my spine. His rough hand encircled my waist, settling just above my hips, and tugged me closer, leaning in while he bites my earlobe. I breathed hoarsely while my fingers fumbled buttons of his shirt, pushing the packets down and sliding apart, my nails dragged down lazily on his naked chest.
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The pad of my thumb traced the lines of his abs, I felt magically dazed as he was so pretty like out of the fictional world - hot body, gorgeous face, and tempting lips not to forget his loyal personality which is really hot.
He pulled away slightly, his hand reached for my shoulders and trailed them down along with the straps of my bra while his deep eyes were burning mine, my bra was unhooked swiftly and dropped on the floor almost making me pressed against his bare chest.
My shy gaze raised to meet his dark oceanic ones, they stayed like that for as long as our hearts insisted, wanting to carve the image of each other through our eyes and to be connected through our souls.
