DCP Sir ❤ I Luv U (Completed)

Chapter 30

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Tangled Hearts & The Taste of Forever.

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The intensity of their first kiss had left a lingering electricity in the air. Now, they lay on the bed, the silence between them thick and comfortable. 

She rested her head on his bare chest, her body half-draped over his, while Ram's fingers idly toyed with the soft tendrils of her hair.

"Someone told me they were staying back for two more days," he said, his voice a low rumble beneath her ear. "What happened to that plan?"

She felt the heat rise in her cheeks again. Being this close to him—half-naked, radiating a post-kiss warmth—was almost too much for her senses. She still couldn't bring herself to meet his eyes.

"I just wanted to surprise you." she whispered against his skin.

He hummed, his thumb reaching up to trace her lower lip. It was still slightly swollen from where he had claimed her. "Well... I love this kind of surprise. Do it more often, Bangaaram."

"Ram... please." she mumbled, burying her face deeper into his chest to hide her blush.

Suddenly, In one fluid motion, Ram flipped their positions, pinning her to the mattress and hovering over her. 

She gasped, her eyes flying open to meet his dark, burning gaze. He wasn't looking at her eyes; he was staring at her lips.

"They're swollen." he whispered, his voice thick with a hunger that made her entire body shiver.

He didn't move immediately, searching her face for any sign of hesitation. All he could found was pure, unadulterated love and a breath that hitched in anticipation. 

She blinked slowly, a silent invitation that broke the last of his restraint.

He slammed his lips onto hers again.

He groaned tasting her lips again.

This time, the kiss wasn't a frantic explosion; it was a slow, deliberate exploration. 

He sucked her upper lip, coaxing her to respond. Gathering her courage, she moved her lips against his, tentatively sucking his lower lip. The sensation of his rough stubble against her soft skin sent a jolt of electricity straight to her stomach.

Ram shivered—the first time she had ever felt him react so strongly to her touch. The realization made her freeze for a second, wondering if she'd done something wrong.

"Don't stop... continue," he groaned against her mouth.

Encouraged, she wrapped her arms around his bare back, her fingers tracing the hard muscles of his spine. She followed his lead, her clumsiness fading as she lost herself in him. When his teeth nipped her lip, she gasped, and he immediately dived inside, his tongue dancing with hers, tasting her, claiming her.

When they finally broke apart for air, both were gasping, their foreheads pressed together. He leaned in for a soft Eskimo kiss, lightly biting the tip of her nose.

Such a biter.. She thought.

"I'm not getting enough of this." he murmured, his thumb again smoothing over her bruised lips. "Maybe I never will."

She hid her face in the crook of his neck, her heart hammering. After a moment of quiet, she spoke up, her voice small.

"DCP sir.." She called him slowly.

"Hmm.."

"Why did you wear lungi?" She asked.

(lungi---a garment wrapped around the waist and extending to the . Most of the southern states in India men wears them.)