A sequence of Ranvi: his flow of life. [DARK ROMANCE]
I love him, he loves me too, more than his life.
But-
What if my husband is ready to snatch my life?
Love. I thought he loved me but turns out everything was a game to trap me. I was foolish t...
3.1k votes and 2k comments to unlock next chapter on Sunday at 1 am. (Copy paste chapter 19's threat)
The following chapter has mature content! Read only if you are comfortable!
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
A A R A N
Ranvi Shekhawat is an insane woman. Not only did she satisfy herself by tying me up but also fucking tied my eyes so I don't get a glimpse of her. I felt her riding my dick, rubbing her on my leg and almost making me cum like a fucking teenager who has just hit puberty.
My fingers are working on getting rid of the rope and my ears are fucking hearing her moans and curse-fuck I want to fucking see her, hear her, taste her-Ever since Ranvi recalled a piece of her childhood, she stopped eating the way she used to and had to meet her doctor.
Condescending how she needed time to heal, I decided to lock the beast inside me away from her. Sometimes when she would walk inside the training hall wearing a translucent white shirt, with a couple of buttons undone to flaunt her tits and I would end up with a boner, the beast inside me which I said I locked would suddenly appear and fuck her. I felt her cunt once in the past month and then after I realised that maybe I should get a grip on myself but at the same time I couldn't let her be undone. Hence, I would give a nipple play even though she would crave for more.
But now, it feels as if I should fulfil her desire. "Fuck, Ranvi." I groaned, the moment I felt her rubbing herself again on my leg.
"I will, Aaran. I will fuck myself either with my fingers or maybe the vibrator. Maybe I should go back to my room and complete the task but that won't be fun. Right?" Just a little more, Ocean. Once I am done getting rid of this rope, I am not gonna let this slide.
"Hold on, should I moan your name or-"
"I dare you, complete the sentence and I will eat the life out of you." I wiggled to get rid of the ropes and the black screen in front of my eyes added fuel to my wrath.
"Maybe I should moan my crush's name from my university. I had a crush on him when I was in my first year." First year? I am gonna make him disappear too. Or maybe fuck her right in front of his eyes so she knows who fucking owns her and then kill that motherfucker.
"Oh my god...ahhh." She moaned again and again..as I could feel the table beneath my feet shaking. "Fuckkk..ohh." Finally, I got rid of the ropes but to be honest I want to see what exactly she is doing.
"Aaran..ahhh. Never knew...ahhh, I can love a..v-vibrator too...ohh." The bra that she tied across my eyes slowly slipped down pooling on my lap and my eyes met with her body. The moment our eyes collide, she spreads her legs giving me a perfect view of her dripping cunt.
"Aaran..I am close..gonna ask you again. Should I moan your name or my crush's?" Making me jealous right? It's not going to work. I saw how she dropped her head, her eyes closed and her lips parted as she was a moaning mess which is an indication that she's close. I grabbed her bra that was lying on my lap and I slowly got up, wrapped the towel around my waist and picked up her phone via which she was controlling the speed of her vibrator.
