𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬

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Arya interrupted, "So what? You were also flirting with those girls."

Aryan tried to explain, "No, I wasn't." His head was spinning, making it hard to think clearly.

"You were," Arya said insistently.

"Okay, let's say I was." Aryan conceded, his irritation growing.

"But why does it matter to you? If I was flirting with someone or whatever, you're just a fake wife."

"Because I f***ing like you!" Arya said, her emotions welling up as she cried.

"Yes, I like you," she continued, closing her eyes. "I know you don't like me, but it hurts to see you with some..."

Before she could finish her sentence, he silenced her with a passionate kiss. 

The drugs had blurred their judgment, and their emotions were running high.

Aryan hungrily crashes his lips into Arya's, as drugs take over, she starts blissfully moaning. and he kept kissing her until she realized he had removed himself, said, 

"Sorry, I was just this won't happen again...."

But before he could finish his sentence, she cut him off with a breathless plea: "No, please don't stop. Please... make love to me." 

With a sudden burst of courage, Aryan spoke up, asking in a low voice, "Are you sure?" 

She looked directly into his eyes and replied firmly yet seductively, "Yes, I'm absolutely certain." As their gaze locked together in a passionate embrace, she knew they were both aware of something larger than themselves taking over

"I have no idea what is going on with me. However, I desire him. Yes, at least for today, I want it. I have no idea why I am feeling this way. This is bad, yet I still want it. He makes me go crazy." Arya's judgment was hazed; she didn't know if this was even right for her future, but her thoughts were too wild to be satisfied by a simple kiss. The spicy, hot taste of him had only whetted her appetite. She wanted more—she wanted all of him. 

She was erotically thirsty for him.

With that, both started kissing each other. 

Their lips and tongues rolled against each other, their saliva mixing with an exotic, intoxicating sensation. They forgot their reality, lost in the heat of the moment.

Aryan placed his lips on Arya. 

He started kissing her. 

She started kissing him too At times, she makes small moans. He leans his neck in response to Arya's lean to make it easier for him to kiss. He leans forward more. He ripped off Arya's lips. She screams in pleasure. Now that he was entering her mouth to explore more, he was kissing her harder than ever. 

Arya tried to match his frequency but eventually gave up. Let him take the lead. He starts twisting his tongue in her mouth. 

When he enters her mouth, a little moan comes out in pleasure. She started running her hands through his hair and arched her back as excitement began to linger over her whole hot body.

Aryan was getting wilder too. He took her into his lap and imprisoned her there, feeling the intoxicating effect she was having on him.

First, make her sit on a table near the window. Then he left her for a moment, waiting for her to catch her breath. 

He rested his face over her head. 

Arya breathes heavily.

Then once again they started kissing each other. Aryan pressed her body against the wall. keeping her in his lap. He started kissing her again. Arya enters his mouth. tasting his mouth, which tastes more sour than sweeter. she felt her tongue flick hot across his. She clenched her nails, digging into his skin.