My Person - 29

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Attention beautiful people,

I have handled this chapter delicately because it has some spice 🌶

To be honest I have always enjoyed them as a reader. We can't judge anyone here by the taste of their writing and reading so to the ones who doesn't have a liking towards smut can avoid the upcoming chapters that'll contain them.

For those who dislike them I have put a 18+ sign to the start and the end of spice. Please do check it out.

I thought the intimate scenes might help the development in their relationship.

So please do not bring vulgar or hate speech in the comments or anywhere.

Thank you ❤

This chapter is dedicated to Krithi who boosted me to complete the book as soon as possible.

Thank you reader 💗

Thank you reader 💗

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(Mature Content 🔞 )


Shivanya stares at me, with so many emotions written on her face.

After knowing her more than a month, I could understand her tells and silence without her expressing anything verbally. So that's why observing her these days I could tell that she misses her family so much.

However I know her parents won't be convinced. Their pride won't allow them to reconciliate with her but Zara is still a child. She can be convinced. I planned to surprise Shivanya without her consent.

What if she didn't want to meet her sister?

"I am sorry Shivanya. I should've asked you if you are ready to meet your sister. I wanted to surprise you, see the happiness shining in your fa-" she cuts me off by closing the distance between us.

Her soft lips meet mine. I instantly wrap my arms around her drawing her into my body not leaving an inch of space between us.

It's hard and fast and open-mouthed. She moans and I slide my hands to her ass and press my hips to hers. She rotates her seeking friction that nearly makes me come in my pants again.

"Don't tease me Sunshine." I say to her my voice comes out in a pleading tone. Because I don't want her to retreat into herself again after this like yesterday.

She rakes her hands through my scalp and I groan.

I lift her and she wraps her legs around my waist perfectly aligning her core to my cock. I want to burn the clothing between us and rut into her.

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