His Devotion

The beautiful morning

Aahil pov
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My jaana surprised me on my birthday. And most important thing she confessed to me. I can't keep my smile hidden when she says I love you. I was waiting for this day for so much time. Our relationship was going beautiful from the night we spent in each other's arms. But I was not expecting such a birthday gift from her. She gifted me her virginity. We were up all night doing it.

I have never forced her even for a kiss. Even seeing her daily I want to kiss and love her but as she hasn't confessed to me i used to control my emotions.

Sometimes I get hard seeing her in traditional ways. I wanted her but always controlled. I usually have to take a cold shower then. Because at no cost I wanted to hurt her. Her body is so tender and delicate like petals.

Now I can do anything to her , as she has given me permission for this. From fingering her to kissing and licking every inch of her. She is a beautiful soul. She is my everything. She is my strength for the world but weakness in bed. Her perfect curvaceous body and her slim waist cylindrical neck are enough to drive me crazy.

She is intoxicating. But after the night she has become my drug I will love to take her daily.

I woke up around 7 it was only Hours we slept. She was still in my embrace hugging my waist not perfectly. Her one leg on my legs. I wanted to shift on my side but couldn't because she was sleeping peacefully in my arms.

But she is now unaware unlike before when we will fight I will fuck her until she will scream the louder she scream harder I thrust. she will see the darkest side of me which know one knows..

I jerked my thoughts from all evil things that were capturing my mind with a sinister smile capturing my face.I hugged her and again drifted into sleep in the same position after some time.

As the sun began to rise, i woke up when the sun was casting a soft glow through the curtains, jaana lay tangled in the sheets, her body still humming with the remnants of our passionate night. I lay beside her, my chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm, my fingers tracing lazy patterns on her bare skin.

The room was filled with a comfortable silence, broken only by our quiet breathing. Her sleep broke as I hugged her from back she turned her head to look at me, a small smile playing on her lips. She couldn't believe what had transpired between us, the intensity of our connection leaving her breathless.

My eyes meeting Zaira's gaze with a softness that took her by surprise. "I never expected last night to unfold the way it did," I murmured, my voice husky with emotion.

Zaira reached out, tracing a finger along my jawline. "Me neither," she admitted, her heart feeling full with a mix of emotions she couldn't quite name. "But I don't regret a single moment of it."

I leaned in, capturing her lips in a gentle kiss that spoke volumes of unspoken promises. "I don't either," I whispered against her lips, my  eyes filled with a tenderness that melted Zaira's heart.

We lay there for a while longer, basking in the afterglow of our shared intimacy, content in each other's presence. The world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of us in our own little bubble of bliss.

Are your legs paining ? I asked getting concerned it was her first time and I went wild on her.

Yes my legs are paining. She replied in her cute morning voice. She was behaving too cutely and I wanted to take her again. No way what am I thinking. I jerked my thoughts and moved my focus to her.

Come let's take a warm water bath it will feel you relax I said.

What bath togather she asked thinning her eyebrows.