The Broken Vow

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Author's note: Thank you so much for the 85 votes on the last chapter ❤️

The chapter is super spicy. If you are uncomfortable or don't like to read it, please feel free to skip it.

Aahana Agnihotri 

My body was an inferno of desire as Adarsh's mouth crushed my lips, his stubble scratching against my skin. He tasted of scotch and pure, unadulterated lust, sending me into a frenzy of carnal need. His kiss was relentless, and the way his tongue slid against mine ignited every nerve in my body with a fierce pleasure that I couldn't resist.

Kissing had never been my thing, but with Adarsh, it was like a drug that I couldn't get enough of. It consumed my every thought, and I found myself craving the feeling of his lips on mine. His hands roamed my body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

I moaned into his mouth as his fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer to him. He tugged on my hair, tilting my head back to deepen our kiss, and I could feel the blood rushing to my head. His other hand slid down my body, cupping my breast through my dress and squeezing it roughly. I gasped when he suddenly turned to face away from him.

A sly growl escaped his throat, rough and low. "You like that, don't you?" His teeth grazed the tender skin of my neck just before his hardened length brushed against my lower back. "You're so fucking responsive to my touch."

His cocky arrogance was precisely why I refused to sleep with him in the past. However, tonight he had managed to bait me by tapping into my inquisitiveness. My breathing shortened as his nimble fingers lowered the strap of my dress, exposing my shoulder.

"Are we just going to play these boring foreplay games? Because it's really turning me off," I tried to keep my voice steady, but moans kept spilling out as he kissed the spot where my neck met with my shoulder.

His hand found its way past the high split in my dress, and I obediently spread my legs for him as his fingers danced along my inner thighs. He teasingly grazed me through my thong, and a wicked chuckle filled the air. "You are turned off alright." With ease, he located the zipper hidden on the side of my dress. It had been a struggle to don this tight outfit earlier, but Adarsh made it seem effortlessly simple as the fabric slithered down my body and pooled around my feet.

Now clad only in a red thong and high heels, I met his gaze in the glass, his sudden intake of breath signaling his arousal. Pride swelled within me at the knowledge that I was the one stirring these emotions in him.

He pressed me closer against the glass, its frosty surface causing my nipples to harden even more. He toyed with the gold chain resting on my waist before I pushed back against him, grinding myself against his evident arousal. A deep moan erupted from his lips as our bodies melded together ever so slightly – I realized with satisfaction that we could both indulge in this tantalizing game.

"Tell me, butterfly," he murmured into my ear while massaging my breast. His fingertips pinched and twisted at my nipples, coaxing another groan from me as pain intertwined with pleasure. "Did you wear this dress for me?"

"You wish I thought about you," I lied, knowing deep down that perhaps he had crossed my mind while selecting the perfect outfit or applying lipstick earlier that night. Seeing traces of it smeared around his mouth and chin only fueled my growing desire.

"Liar," he chided, amusement laced in his voice. His lips traced a path down the side of my neck, alternating between delicate bites and licks as his fingers continued teasing my nipples.

I let out a frustrated moan and pressed my head against his shoulder as I slid my hand beneath the thin fabric of my thong. A soft moan escaped me when I felt just how wet I had become. But before I could give myself any relief, Adarsh forcefully pulled my hand away.