Shattered Hearts: A Journey Through Darkness and Redemption

[11] First Kiss

I hope you enjoy the chapter <3, it took me countless hours to write it.... and I can't just express how happy...I'm with the way it turned out.

IDk, how every author writes these scenes and expresses every emotion in place...kudos to you all👏.
But as a first-time writer, it was very tough...I did put in a lot of effort, and I think I did my best.
I hope you do too and be on the journey with me!!.

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Aadarsh's POV

As I drew closer, the space between us vanished until nothing but the glazing heat of our bodies kept us apart.

My heart thudded with a fierce blend of desire and anticipation, every nerve craving her, wanting her, and yearning for this moment.

Her breath, warm and unsteady, teased my lips, betraying the calm facade I tried to uphold.

Her scent, gorgeously intoxicating, enveloped me, making it impossible to resist the magnetic pull between us.

"Jaan," I murmured, my voice roughened by the depth of emotions I had long suppressed.

It felt as if my very soul was pleading with the need to express how desperately I craved her. 

"You have no idea how long I've desired this."

The words hung between us, thick and heavy. 

She swallowed hard, her throat bobbing, 

"Mr. Singhania, I-" she began, her voice like a fragile whisper, but I couldn't let her finish. 

I silenced her with a gentle touch, my finger resting softly on her trembling lips.

"Shh," I whispered, my gaze locking onto hers.

Every inch of me ached to reassure her, to draw her into the consuming fire that was raging within me. 

"Let me feel you darling."

My hand slowly moved to the back of her neck. 

The moment my hand reached her nape...It sent a shiver down her spine, 

I could feel it, and the fact that my touch could unravel her - could bring her to this trembling edge stirred a dark, fierce hunger within me.

And with a sudden jerk, I pulled her closer, very closer until our lips brushed. 

It was like a feather-light caress, almost ethereal, like the beautiful beginning of what had simmered for too long.

This only made me ache for her more, to feel her soft buttery lips beneath mine and to taste every inch of her mouth.

I brushed my lips again, giving her the space to open up, but she hesitated.

I could feel her nervousness, the hitch in her breath, and the uncertainty that held her back.

Smiling against her lips, 

I cradled her face, my thumb tracing her jawline with a tender touch as I whispered, "Relax Jaan," coaxing her in a manner both intimate and irresistible.

Slowly, I traced the tip of my tongue along the seam of her lips, Her breath quivered, and finally, with a soft, surrendering sigh, she parted her lips just enough.

I seized the delicate invitation, deepening the kiss with a slow, sensual pull, savoring the warmth and softness that greeted me.

And my hands started roaming her body, exploring every inch of her.