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74 | Awakening Passion - Part 1 |

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PARINIDHI

Devansh picked me up in his arms, water dripping from our bodies, and carried me out of the swimming pool, through the glass door, and into the room.

He laid me down on the bed with a deliberate tenderness, then swiftly removed his shirt, tossing it aside.

His body hovered over mine, and he kissed me with a ferocity that took my breath away.

"Seal," Devansh commanded firmly.

Confusion flickered across my face as I heard the sharp click of the door closing—it felt as if every entrance had shut at his mere command.

Without breaking eye contact, he leaned in and kissed my lips softly. His hand moved confidently to the side table, where he pressed a hidden button.

My eyes widened as the ceiling above us silently slid open, revealing a canopy of stars.

The room, previously shrouded in darkness, now glimmered with the soft moonlight filtering through the transparent glass.

"It's breathtaking," I murmured, a smile tugging at my lips as I gazed upward.

"Yes, it is," Devansh replied softly.

When I turned to look at him, his eyes bore into mine with intensity, a bashful warmth spreading across his cheeks.

With a deft movement, he began to unbutton my shirt, his lips never leaving mine. Each button that came undone revealed more of my skin to the cool night air.

When the last button was undone, he pushed the shirt off my shoulders, his hands lingering on my bare skin, igniting a trail of fire wherever he touched.

His mouth descended to my neck, kissing and nibbling a trail down to my collarbone. I arched my back, pressing myself against him, craving more of his touch.

His hands moved to my back, deftly unclasping my bra and letting it fall away, exposing my breasts to his hungry eyes.

"You're beautiful," he whispered, his voice rough with desire. He wasted no time, taking one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive peak while his hand squeezed the other breast.

Pleasure shot through me, and I moaned, my fingers threading through his hair and pulling him closer.

He switched his attention to my other breast, his mouth and hands driving me wild with need.

"Dev," I moaned, my voice shaky. Devansh looked up at me, a predatory smile on his lips.

"I'm going to savor every inch of you," he said, his voice a dark promise.

His mouth closed around my nipple, biting it gently yet firmly, while his fingers pinched my other nipple, making me insane with his touch. He moved to my other breast, which was already numb from the pinching.

Devansh looked at me as he swirled his tongue around it, then slurped it into his mouth, his eyes fixed on mine to see my reaction.

I bit my lower lip to stop myself from moaning. Devansh let go of my nipple with a pop and came close to my lips.

He pried my lower lip free from my teeth, running his finger over it as he said, "These belong to me—to kiss, to bite, to do whatever I want with them."

With that, he smashed his lips on mine, biting my lips and making sure I understood who they belonged to.

Breaking the kiss, he lowered his mouth again to my nipples, sucking them and giving them equal attention.