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He reached out, his fingers tracing a path down the edge of her jaw, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "You're driving me crazy, titli," he muttered, his voice barely above a growl.
She asked, "What are you doing?"He replied casually, "Just enjoying my meal." She responded, perplexed, "But there's no food."
Atharva's desire for her was evident in his eyes, and he didn't hesitate to respond to her remark.
"Oh, there's food, all right," he said, his voice a low rasp. "And I'm starved for you."
He pressed his body against hers, the heat of his desire palpable. "You're all I need to sustain me," he whispered, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck.
As he continued to hold her close, his lips finding their way to the curve of her shoulder, the world seemed to fade away. All that mattered was this moment, this intimate exchange of desire and need...
Atharva leaned back just a little, looking down at her with a mix of mischief and seriousness in his eyes. "Will you give me the honor," he asked, his voice a low purr, "of touching you as I please titli?"
The question hung in the air, a silent challenge and plea intertwined. He watched as her eyes widened, his words sinking in, his desire for her written in the heat of his gaze...
"Will you give me that permission?" he repeated, his hands still on her waist, holding her close. He could feel the slight tremble that went through her body, a response to his question, and it only served to heighten his desire.
The answer wasn't necessary. He could see the answer in her eyes, in the way her body leaned into his touch, in the way her breath came in soft, shallow pants.
But he wanted to hear her say it. He wanted her to give him that permission, to willingly yield to his touch.
"Please," he added, his voice thick with need. "Let me touch you as I want, my beautiful titli."..
"Oh, okay," she whispered, her voice muffled as she buried her face into the crook of his neck. He chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around her in a comforting embrace.
