Summary:
'...I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you...'
- The Alchemist.
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A short love story about a young couple - a businessman and a doctor.
Their love transcends all the difficulti...
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Gasp!
The sinful wet kiss on her neck, made Saṃhitā tighten her fist on him who pulled her more closer to his self, if it was possible.
"...Daksh!...*moans*..." her novel whisper of his name from her open mouth only made a smirking Daksh land more wet kisses on her bare neck replying "...Mhm!...tell me love!...*groans*..."
Saṃhitā felt the sinful way his callous hands were trying to explore her soft body and trying to memorise them.
Daksh couldn't help but pierce his nails in her skin through the thin satin fabric, hiding her goddess bodice from his wanting eyes.
"...Daksh!...the crowd!...please!...*moans*..." her apprehensive words made the man chuckle with a comeback "...I don't care!...you are mine!...my love!..."
Saṃhitā felt the shivers run down her spine when he proclaimed her entitlement on her, making kind of alluring for her naïve self.
Daksh wanted to feel the perkiness of her bosoms when they got crushed onto his sharp suit, making her give out a slender mewl.
"...Daksh!...please!..." as her moans were getting a little louder, Daksh thought to not let the crowd know about his undying lust for his wife.
He moved back not before pecking her scar whispering "...do you..." with her shaky eyes understanding his needs, Saṃhitā interrupted.
"...I am tired...I want to sleep!.." making a discontent Daksh bit his lower lips at her nth refusal, with those spurning statements.
Was he not melting her enough with his care? Nevertheless, the man didn't give up and growled bobbing his forehead on hers, with his fingers caressing her cheeks and moist neck.
"...you are making it so hard for me!...fine!...as you wish!...my love!..." and locked his dilated eyes with her sacred ones who realised the amount of yearning that Daksh had for her.
And when the time comes, he would not leave her without totally devouring her. Finally, to leave her wanting for more with his passionate love, only for her. Daksh wetted his lips and backed breathing heavily as he didn't take his hooded eyes from her frightened ones.
Creasing his brows and clenched jaws, Daksh tangled his hands with her cold ones; moving towards the exit to the least give her first...when they reach home.
