The kitchen was dimly lit, with only the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the window. Maahi stood by the counter, her heart racing as she caught sight of Akash's intense gaze. They had been friends for years, but tonight felt different—there was an unspoken tension in the air, an electric current that seemed to draw them closer.
Akash walked over to her, his steps slow and deliberate. He reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers lingering on her cheek. Maahi felt a shiver run down her spine at his touch, the warmth of his hand contrasting with the cool air around them.
"I've been thinking about you all night," Akash murmured, his voice low and husky.
Maahi's breath hitched as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "And I can't stop imagining what it would be like to taste you, to make you mine."
Her heart pounded in her chest, the intensity of his words sending waves of heat through her body. She had always felt a connection with Akash, but she had never expected him to express his feelings so boldly.
Before she could respond, Akash's hand slid down her arm, his fingers intertwining with hers. He gently guided her to the kitchen counter, lifting her up so she was sitting on its edge. The cool surface against her thighs made her gasp, but the sound was quickly swallowed by Akash's lips as he captured her mouth in a heated kiss.
The kiss deepened, growing more passionate with each passing second. Maahi wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as their tongues danced together. The world around them seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of them lost in the moment.
Akash's hands roamed over her body, exploring the curves he had long admired from afar. He trailed kisses down her neck, his breath hot against her skin, before pulling back to meet her gaze.
"Do you want this?" he asked, his voice filled with a mix of desire and tenderness.
"Yes," Maahi whispered, her voice barely audible. "I've wanted this for so long."
A slow smile spread across Akash's face as he leaned in to kiss her again, his hands sliding under her shirt to caress her bare skin. The touch was soft, teasing, but it sent sparks of pleasure through Maahi's body, making her arch into him.
As the night went on, they explored each other with a mix of tenderness and passion, their connection deepening with every touch and kiss. It was a moment they had both longed for, and now that it was finally here, they were lost in each other, savoring every second.
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