Vansh and Roshni are college friends. Vansh was a business man who had a bad childhood with his parents having a unhealthy relationship which made him not believe into marriage or love. Roshni was a fashion designer and a girl full of life but unluc...
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His kiss was passionate and obssessive, it felt like he owned every inch of my body. All the heat from the time he forced the kiss on me came rushing to my mind and a moan just left my mouth effortlessly.
His hands circled my back under my top and softly went up in my hairs. I had no idea when my top was removed , my bra unhooked and I was so fucking wet.
His eyes darkened and I had the urge to be fucked by him.
He kissed my neck, licked and let out his breathon it. Being so close to him made me feel something I have never felt. I want to be wrapped around his arms and kiss over all for forever.
One of his hand tightly holded all my hairs and while kissing, his other hand slided downwards in my shorts. He smirked when realized that I already crossed the normal limit of being wet.
"Fuckk!" He groaned when wetness touched his cold fingers and heat was producing between my legs.
"Holy water touching my fingers and making it pure, what else can I ask for?" His deep voice vibrated in my ears.
How does he also choose so good words?
His pace was so fast and rigid that I couldn't cope up. My head was starting to fall backwards and my vision was getting blurred from the immense orgasm. My shorts were wet from the juices.
"Vansh Please!" I moaned near his jaw.
"Please what Senorita?" A soft laugh left his mouth to tease me but I was too occupied by the orgasm to let my ego come in between.
"Please do it." I said and moaned the highest when he hit a perfect point.
"I had been clear earlier, I won't do it until you beg me too." The hold of his hand on my hairs got more tight and I screamed. A tear broke free through the corner of my eyes.
"Please fuck me!" I said it. Yeah I did, I never thought I would but I did. He was too hot to resist, not my fault.
"Some people say that, the trick for a happy marriage life is to also listen to your wife." He winked.
I started to get up but he stopped me by catching my shorts. Before I could say anything, he tore apart my shorts and licked his lower lip when he saw my juices dripping.
He threw me on the sofa besides him and opened his pants.
"If you keep tearing apart my clothes, I'll end up having no clothes." A smile touched at the tip of my lip as I watched him free his cock.
All I could think was get on my knees and take it deep down in my throat until he cries my name. Vansh would look so hot while moaning my name and being in my control. I wanted to satisfy him.
