"𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ONE 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ."
"𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄??"
Love was never in his wish list, Never in his life he wanted to be someone else's, who doesn't worth his love, never again. After how life played with him..
But destiny brought her...
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This chapter contains explicit sexual content, please don't read if you are uncomfortable.
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DIYA POV :
Our eyes were connected, speaking with eachother in absence of words, Why does he do this? does he even know how much I love his eyes? And how much it turns me on? His eyes have became my new attraction.
I was fighting with my feelings, whether to do it or not, what I was thinking right now. He was sitting there shirtless only in his grey sweatpants with his one foot on his other knee leaning against the couch. Displaying his well build biceps, his eight packs abs, his messy hairs, he was looking damn sexy and hot. Looking straight into my eyes. Staring into my soul..
No matter how much we both fight, he always makes me drool over him, i dont know what it is Love OR Lust, I don't even want to think about it now. I'm not at all feeling shameless at my own condition rightnow, sitting beside him only in my undies and his white shirt.
I finally stood up from my place after debating with myself for 5 minutes and stood in front him. He gave me a confused look.
I kept my right knee on the couch of his left side, and left knee on this right and sat on his lap. I gulp holding his shoulders and my breathing increases, as my heart begin racing marathon, at this decision which I made.
"What are you doing?" He asked being shocked. For a moment he froze processing what was happening...
I didn't answer his question, nothing came out from my mouth as i lost my mind admiring him, my eyes travels from his eyes to his lips. I want to taste them again, that day when we had our first kiss together, he wasn't in his senses. So, I want to know if I kiss him now, will he show the same reciprocation, the same desire?
"Diya? What are doing?" He asked again. i didn't utter a single word, not because i don't want to, but because i want him to understand me what i want to say. i instead started moving my hip against him slowly, his eyes-widen at my movements.
He, immediately held my hip with his right hand, trying to stop my movements but I didn't stop. I know, I was the one who warned him not to touch me. But.. now I'm the only one, who wants to feel him, I don't know why I'm doing this? But whatever I was doing, I was loving it, I closed my eyes feeling him against me.
"Diya stop!" He said in sturdy voice.
He pulled me towards him, our eyes met with eachother, our faces close to eachother. My vision got blury. And a low moan left my lips.
"Aahh!"
My skin started burning. "Stop this diya, don't start something you can't finish." He rasp with his hoarse and deep voice warning me. But am I going to listen him? No!
