As our lips moved together, I felt like I was losing my mind.
Her state was making me desperate as hell.
Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as if she needed me to breathe.
I deepened the kiss, my tongue seeking entrance into her mouth, and she welcomed me eagerly.
Her soft moans mixed with mine, heating up the atmosphere.
As the kiss deepened, I felt her body melting into mine, her hands roaming over my back, pulling me closer.
Every touch, and every movement ignited a fire within me that I couldn't contain.
My hands found their way to her waist, holding her tightly as if she might disappear if I let go.
Our kiss was passionate, desperate, filled with the unspoken longing and love we had for each other.
I could feel her heart beating against mine, matching the rhythm of my own racing heart.
Her lips tasted sweet and familiar, like home.
Lost in the moment, I gently laid her down on the grassy floor, never breaking the kiss.
She responded eagerly, pulling me on top of her, her fingers tangled in my hair.
I deepened the kiss, exploring every inch of her mouth as if it was the first time.
The heat between us was intoxicating, consuming us both.
I felt her hands trailing down my back, sending shivers down my spine.
I felt her hands roaming eagerly over my back, pulling me closer, her nails digging into my skin with an intoxicating mixture of passion and need.
I moaned into the kiss, my hands sliding down her body, feeling the curves and softness I had yearned for so long.
I broke the kiss reluctantly, both of us gasping for air, our foreheads resting against each other.
"Saffron,"
I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire, "Sanjh, I love you so much-"
She desperately captured my lips again between hers.
She didn't know how to kiss, but she was rubbing, sucking, and nibbling on my lips harshly, and I let her do as she wanted.
I could sense her desire increasing;
She continuously pulled me closer to her, pressing our bodies together.
I gulped and grabbed her nape tightly, speaking in a slow and serious voice, "You know what you're doing?"
"Hmmm," she just hummed, making me restless.
I asked again in a slightly louder voice, "I need words. I don't want you to regret this later-"
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𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐇: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄
RomanceA love story written with the ink of obsession and carved in the canvas of destiny. ᶠᴼᴿᶜᴱ ᴹᴬᴿᴿᴵᴬᴳᴱ ᴹᴬᶠᴵᴬ'ˢ ᴼᴮˢᴱˢˢᴵᴼᴺ ᴰᴬᴿᴷ ᴿᴼᴹᴬᴺᶜᴱ ᶠᴼᴿᶜᴱᴰ ᴿᴼᴹᴬᴺᶜᴱ ᶠᴼᴿᶜᴱᴰ ᴹᴬᴿᴿᴵᴬᴳᴱ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴱᴺᴰᴵᴺᴳ ᴹᴬᵀᵁᴿᴱ ᵀᴴᴱᴹᴱˢ ᶠᴿᴬᴳᴵᴸᴱ ᴳᴵᴿᴸˣᵀᴼˣᴵᶜ ᴹᴬᴺ "All visual content...