𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #2
𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒
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Nitya Heer Tiwari had always been the strong one-the loyal friend, fierce and protective to her core.
But when tragedy strikes, h...
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Kissing Aman is like falling from a mountain knowing well that my body won't survive the fall but still doing it just to taste the rush of adrenaline.
His lips are soft and gentle. I don't think I know how to kiss so I remain close mouthed as he coaxes my top lip with a sweet pull. I moan into his mouth at the sensation.
He soon takes the lead and cups my face, "Fuck, Heer." A tremor went through my veins as I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around his neck. I couldn't stop myself as I lean into him and capture his bottom lip with mine.
With a growl he pushes me against the wall and attacks my lips with a new vigour. This kiss was rough with a nip of his teeth in my bottom lip he tangled my tongue with his and sucked.
A whimper of unimaginable pleasure forms in the lower part of my stomach. Like I have never felt before.
His hand travels from my hips to the back of my spine to my nape. Before he could touch me there and trigger my trauma I catch his hand and bring them to my front to my throat.
He tears his mouth away from mine and his eyes darkens, "You dirty, dirty girl."
"Aman." I moan and pull him by his lapels to close the gap between us and we kiss eachother for what felt like hours. When I come back for air I feel my lips swollen and tingling from the kiss.
But he doesn't stop. He keeps both his hands on the either side of my head in the wall and drops kisses all over my face.
"Sweet." He drops a kiss to my closed eyes, "beautiful." To my cheek, "hot." To the corner of my lips, "and so so good." He closes his mouth around mine and sucks the life out of me.
Hearing my breathless pants he breaks the kiss and leans his forehead against mine. I close my eyes tightly and hold his lapels for balance.
I feel him tuck a stray hair behind my ear, "Heer?" I open my eyes to his enchanting ones that looks down at me with so much passion and another emotion I can't quite place.
He bends down and pecks my lips again, "Don't deprive me of your lips again." He traces his thumb across my cheekbone, "I don't think I can survive without it now that I know how it feels."
My heart melts into a puddle at his feet, "I don't either." I whisper suddenly shy at my words.
"Good." He sighs satisfied by my answer, "Do you want to go home Sweetheart?" He asks me gently and I nod wordlessly.
He gives me a bright smile and leads me to the car.
I thought it'd be awkward between us after kissing but I don't feel anything but exhilaration because I want more.
