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❝Pioneering the art of constructing love, my Kanmani.❞
Xavier teased her skin, slowly caressing her cheeks and her lips trembled.
❝You don't dare!❞
And he kissed her.
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When he had compromised his dreams and...
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The kiss started to change, from soft and slow to rough and hungry. His one arm held her closer and the other unzipped her jeans. With one clean move, he tugged her thick denim off her waist; it bundled over the ground.
Her hands held his head close, pressing tightly against her lips as she let him undress her.
His grip from her waist shifted; his both hands cupping her bottom and directing her legs to wrap around his waist, and she obliged. He ground her core against his groin, his bulging erection hitting the right spot. They both groaned; their desire for each other maddening them.
"Kanmani..." He grunted while she nibbled his lower lip. He squeezed her plump round ass, his short nails biting into her soft skin.
She moaned. "Xav..."
His left hand moved to her nape, holding her face against his mouth. His tongue started to descend to her jaw and then to her neck. He felt her jugular furiously pulse against the flat of his tongue and smirked, knowing exactly what would rip a scream out of her throat. After giving a few light kisses on that soft skin, he surprised her with a sharp bite and yes, it happened.
"Xavier!" She screamed, her body shuddering so hard that he whipped to the side to lay her flat against the wall. He licked his love bite for a few seconds, duping her with false comfort, and at last bit her harder. She cried out loud, her back arching off the wall and her breast clashing with him. Even with her chocolaty skin, Xavier could see a dark mark developing on her neck and his chest filled with pride to claim her.
"Kanmani, I am going to take you to our bedroom and tear off this dress from your body," he announced as he started to walk, holding her in his arms as she kissed him. "Then, when you are completely naked, I am going to beg for your forgiveness. Okay, my darling?" One of his hand pulled her hair free from the bun.
"Do whatever you wish," she whispered huskily, grinding her core to his groin in an attempt to get more pleasure than he allowed her.
Chuckling against her lips, "I thought this was my path to redemption," he grabbed her hair and angled her face to nibble her jaw. "But this sounds different..."
She lightly slapped his cheek, making him grunt and yank her hair in response to her act of defiance. Holding his chin in his tiny hand she ground out, "No, it's my wish..." She grabbed his shirt and started to unbutton it, her black eyes sucking his soul as she murmured, "I want you to fuck me so hard that it's only Krithika- this Kanmani, your Kanmani, imprinted in your mind for forever... No one else."
