budding flower

chapter four

Adithyan lifted Swathi off the ground, his arms cradling her body.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck, as he carried her to her room.

Their lips were still locked in a passionate kiss, but Adithyan's attention was divided between kissing her and navigating the stairs.

Their lips were still locked in a passionate kiss, but Adithyan's attention was divided between kissing her and navigating the stairs.

As they reached her room, Adithyan kicked the door open and carried Swathi inside.

He continued to kiss her cheeks and neck, his lips tracing the curve of her jawline.

Swathi's head tilted back, her eyes closed, as she surrendered to the sensation.

Adithyan laid her down on the bed, his body covering hers. He continued to kiss her, his lips exploring every inch of her face and neck.

Swathi's hands roamed over his back, his shoulders, his hair, as she tried to pull him closer.

  Adithyan's hands roamed over Swathi's body, his fingers tracing the curves of her waist, her hips, her breasts.

"Ahhhh....ahhhh.ahhh", moaned swathi.

Adithyan's eyes roamed over Swathi's body, taking in every detail.

He smiled in satisfaction, his gaze lingering on the beauty below him.

Her full breasts heaved with each breath, her pink lips parted slightly as she gazed up at him.

The long neck, adorned with the markings he had left earlier, seemed to glow in the dim light of the room.

His eyes trailed down to her navel, the cute T-shaped indentation that seemed to draw him in.

Her hip dips, accentuated by the petticoat that had ridden up to her mid-thigh, made his fingers twitch with desire. And her legs, clad in the anklets he had gifted her, seemed to sparkle in the dim light.

Adithyan's gaze returned to Swathi's face, her eyes locked to his .

He saw the desire there, the passion, and his own desire surged in response. He leaned down, his lips claiming hers in a deep, intense kiss.

As they kissed, Adithyan's hands roamed over Swathi's body, his fingers tracing the curves of her waist, her hips, her breasts.

Swathi's hands roamed over his back, his shoulders, his hair, as she tried to pull him closer.

" ahh.ahhhh....." swathi moaned.

"Uhhhh" ,adithyan m
Groaned while pressing  her boobs.

The room was filled with the sound of their heavy breathing, their kisses.

Adithyan knew he should slow down, but he couldn't.

He was too caught up in the moment, too caught up in Swathi's beauty and desire.

Swathi's face flushed with shyness as she looked up at Adithyan, her eyes sparkling with a shy smile.

"Do you like what you see, mama?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Adithyan's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, his gaze never leaving hers.

"I love what I see, Swathi," he replied, his voice low and husky.

"You're so beautiful, so desirable. I can't get enough of you."

Swathi's cheeks deepened in color, her smile growing wider.