Vihaan's words caught in his throat, his mind reeling after Trisha's heartfelt confession. He felt equally entranced, his senses overwhelmed by the depth of their connection.
Today, he was lost in the turmoil of his own desires, longing to touch Trisha, to be touched by her. His body yearned for her closeness.
Trisha's gentle hand guided his, placing it between her breasts, sending shivers down his spine.
"If you have concerns about me feeling uncomfortable with your touch," she reassured him, her voice soft as silk, "let me assure you that it doesn't make me uncomfortable at all."
"Your touch is truly special to me," she continued, her eyes shining with affection. "It evokes feelings of pure joy and heaven, a sense of belonging I've never known before."
Vihaan's heart swelled, a warm smile spreading across his face. Contentment washed over him, knowing Trisha would never feel uneasy with his touch.
Past, present, or future - their love would remain a sanctuary.
Yet, he needed assurance. Their relationship's progression hinged on mutual ease.
He gently kissed her forehead, his lips brushing against her skin.
His gaze locked onto hers, searching for certainty.
"
"Are you sure?" Vihaan asked, his voice barely above a whisper, his eyes searching for certainty, his gaze locked onto Trisha's.
"Yes," Trisha replied, her voice filled with conviction, her smile radiant, illuminating her face.
She rubbed her feet together, her toes curling with excitement, as a thrill ran through her heart, her pulse racing.
"I am," she reaffirmed, her voice steady.
Vihaan's charming smile returned, his eyes crinkling at the corners, his face alight with desire.
"Moving forward, feel free to let me know if you start to feel a little uncomfortable," he stated, his tone gentle. As
Trisha nodded in agreement, her smile mirroring his, her eyes shining with trust. As he took her in his arms and made her lay down on huge bed
She wrapped her hands around Vihaan's neck, drawing him closer, their bodies aligning.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, his hands exploring her waist and curves, tracing the contours of her body.
Trisha's body responded, melting into his touch, her lips parting to deepen the kiss.
With a gentle pull, Vihaan released her lips, his breath warm against her skin.
His hand moved around her waist, holding her wrists above her head, his fingers intertwining with hers.
Soft kisses rained down on her collarbone and neck, each kiss slow and deliberate.
Trisha moaned as his hand brushed over her breast, her nipple hardening beneath his touch.
Her stomach fluttered, butterflies dancing within.
Vihaan nibbled on her cleavage, sending shivers down her spine.
Slowly, he uncovered her shoulder, his fingers tracing the edge of her saree.
He gently tugged on the fabric, unraveling the drape
Trisha's heart pounded, her pulse racing.
Vihaan's lips traced a path down her neck.
He kissed her shoulder, his tongue dancing across her skin.
His fingers traced the edge of her blouse.
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Romance"She was his everything-until she became his assassin." Shreyansh loved Arya with his whole soul. But the woman he trusted most shot him and walked away. Now he's back. Alive. And hell-bent on revenge. But they're not the only ones tangled in love...
