"Don't be so rough," she begged, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. Sultan's tongue plunged into her folds, savagely tasting her innocence. She cried out, her body writhing beneath him.
His fingers joined the assault, mercilessly fucking her tight ent...
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Their night was a fiery fusion of flesh and desire, as they explored every inch of each other's bodies.
Sultan's hands roamed Mishti's curves, his fingers tracing her contours.
On the couch, he pinned her beneath him, his lips devouring hers.
Against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist.
On the floor, his body covered hers.
Her pleas for mercy were lost in his fervent kisses.
"Please, Sultanji...stop...I can't take it..." she begged.
"Won't you take it like a good girl?Like my girl?"
He drove her to the edge, again and again.
Until the first light of dawn crept into the room.
Exhausted, she lay limp in his arms.
His fingers traced her swollen lips.
"My most beautiful death, ever."
He rose from the bed, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
Her voice was laced with protest.
"Why so soon? Without breakfast?"
He nuzzled her neck.
"I'll eat in office," he murmured.
She mumbled.
"I'll bring something for you to eat."
"I'll look forward to it...and tonight."
He dressed swiftly, his movements efficient.
Mishti watched, her eyes heavy with sleep. He reached the door, he turned.
"Tonight, again," he promised.
Her smile was weak.
"I'll be ready...but slower, please."
He chuckled."No promises."
The door closed behind him, leaving her to bask in the afterglow of their passion.
Her body ached, but her heart swelled with love.
Sleep claimed her, a soft smile on her lips, her cheeks flushed.
Hours passed, and Mishti remained lost in slumber, oblivious to the world.
It was Aaliyah who came to wake her, gently shaking her shoulder.
"Mishti, wake up, sleepyhead!" She chimed, her voice playful.
