• 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐬.
"Well, What can we expect from a match made in hell and a story started at a funeral?"
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• 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞.
A powerful business tycoon. A man, whose mere p...
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"Beg me"
The heavy air carried her words. Her thumb caressed the soft yet hard skin in slow circular pattern making it twist in her hold.
The desire pooling in his grey orbs intensified so was the dark glint on his features.
She knew, she was playing with fire but does she care? No! She like challenges and challenging him was her most favorite thing to do.
To add the ghee more into his fire, she looked into his eyes without blinking and licked the precum from the tip.
Rudransh cursed under his breath while groaning in annoyance.
"Beg me and you'll get what you want" Her voice was low and seductive.
Her thumb slowly moved to his tip - caressing all the popped up nerves on the length - which turned red. She pressed her thumb against it only to feel him taking in a harsh breath and spoke again
"Come on, beg me, baby"
Rudransh gritted his teeth hard, his eyes turned dark. He cursed himself being going unbearably hard hearing her words.
His hands itched to grab her throat and slam himself in her mouth. Her sweet plump lips wrapped around his dick while her eyes would tear up as she gags on it.
He almost cummed then and there, just by that sinful thought and here she was on her kness. The Parinidhi Gupta was on her knees, infront of him away from his one please to pleasure him.
The thought alone made his chest tighten. The woman who doesn't think twice to kill a man that disrespected her is on her knees after him.
That too, to pleasure and satisfy him.
He felt delighted and utmost fortunate on being the only man that had ever bought her on her knees.
"Please"
A shiver ran down her spine when she felt his whole demeanor changing from aggressive dom who was not liking her asking him to beg to an innocent baby ready to be a sub, in an instant.
She doesn't know whether it's the pleading yet the innocent look plastered on his face or the small, almost invisible pout on his mouth that churned something in her stomach and intensified the ache in her core.
"Please"
He is begging in the most unusual and the most unexpected way, making her own plan of working him up go in vain.
