𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬

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He leaned forward, their lips crashing together with a fervor she had never experienced before. His hand slid to the back of her neck, angling his head to deepen the kiss. She wrapped her arm around his neck, fingers entwining in his hair, pulling him closer. His other hand cupped her face tenderly, drawing her into him as she moaned in pleasure.

'Her lips were soft, not sticky or tacky, but pure, supple lips.'

He entered her mouth, tasting the sweet flavor of candy as he began exploring. The beast within him stirred, growing wilder with each moment. When he bit down hard on her tongue, the metallic taste of blood mingled with the sweetness, heightening his pleasure. Her screams of pain only intensified his desire, turning their kiss into a more urgent, frenzied exchange. Sounds of their shared intensity filled the air, the kiss deepening with every desperate breath. Finally, they paused, pulling away to catch their breath, their chests heaving as they gasped for air.

After the intense kiss, they pulled apart, their breaths ragged and heavy.

She took her turn, pressing her lips against his with renewed intensity. Their kiss became a fervent dance of desire as she bit down gently on his lower lip. Aryan's grip tightened on her back, pulling her closer, deepening their connection.

Her tongue slipped into his mouth, exploring with a bold curiosity. The taste of wine mingled with their breaths, heightening the urgency of their kiss. Their tongues battled for dominance, each movement sending shivers through their bodies, as the kiss grew more frenzied and more consuming.

She eventually pulled back, taking a moment to catch her breath. The heavy, ragged breaths filled the space between them, their eyes locked in a gaze that spoke of both satisfaction and an unspoken need.

Taking the lead, Aryan shifted his attention to her earlobe, brushing tantalizing kisses along her skin. 

The gentle caress of his lips caused a shiver to run through her, eliciting a gasp of pleasure. As his hand ventured under her kurti, his touch was both deliberate and exploratory, discovering the contours of her body with a mix of eagerness and reverence. Her breath hitched, and a soft, throaty "ahhhh" escaped her lips.

After their intense moment, once again both of them took a brief pause. 

Her breathing was the only sound that broke the silence in the room- they were deep and rhythmic, with a fast yet steady pace.

He rested his head gently over hers, seeking comfort in her presence.

His lips found their way back to her body, trailing soft, lingering kisses as he whispered, "Can I take off your kurti?" She nodded shyly, her eyes reflecting a mix of anticipation and vulnerability.

Seeing her in just a single bra ignited a deep desire within him. He began kissing her passionately, starting at her neck and working his way down. His lips and tongue moved with a wild urgency, leaving a trail of heated kisses and marks on her skin. She couldn't suppress her cries of pleasure as he made intense, consuming moves.

His hands roamed over her body, finding their way to her bra-covered nipples. The barrier of the bra only fueled his determination. He eagerly sought to explore further, his lips and hands pressing against the fabric, desperate to feel her skin beneath. 

Each movement was driven by a potent mix of desire and need, creating a charge between them.

As he made contact with her soft skin, his rough hands gently worked to undo her bra, driven by an intense desire. With a practiced touch, he released the clasps and removed the bra, exposing her bare breasts.

she gasped, her breath catching in her throat. In an instinctive reaction, she covered her breasts with her hands, trying to shield them from view.

Her eyes cast downward, cheeks flushed with shyness and vulnerability. Her heavy breaths filled the room