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AAJ PHIR (SHIMLA Pt3)

*mature content ahead*

टूटे तो टूटे, तेरी बाँहों में ऐसे,
जैसे शाख़ों से पत्ते बेहया,
बिखरे तुझी से, और सिमटे तुझी में,
तू ही मेरा सब ले गया

ना फ़िकर, ना शरम
ना लिहाज़, एक बार आया

फिर ज़र्रे-ज़र्रे में दीदार आया है
फिर ज़र्रे-ज़र्रे में दीदार आया है
बेहद और बेशुमार आया है

आज फिर तुम पे प्यार आया है
आज फिर तुम पे प्यार आया है
बेहद और बेशुमार आया है

THIRD POV

Abhishek presses his lips to her forehead, his heart racing as he holds her close. Ishita hugs him tightly, feeling the intensity of the moment. She pulls back slightly, her eyes locking with his, a mischievous glint appearing in her gaze.
Without breaking eye contact, Ishita suddenly shifts, pushing Abhishek back onto the bed. She straddles him, her knees on either side of his waist as she takes control, her hands sliding up his chest.

Abhishek: (grinning, his voice teasing) "Looks like someone's not done with me yet."

Ishita: (smirking, her voice low and daring) "Far from it."

She leans down, kissing him fiercely, her hands gripping his hair as their bodies press together.

Abhishek moans against her lips, his hands moving to her hips, holding her tightly.

Ishita slowly lowers herself onto him, her movements deliberate, teasing, as she feels him thrust and fill her again. Both of them gasp at the sensation, the pleasure hitting them like a tidal wave.

Abhishek: (groaning, his voice strained) "God, Ishita..."

Ishita: (biting her lip, looking down at him) "You like that?"

Abhishek nods as he breathes fast. She starts to move, setting a faster pace, her body rocking against his in a rhythm that drives them both wild. Abhishek's grip on her hips tightens, his eyes dark with desire as he watches her, completely mesmerized by the way she's taking control.

Ishita throws her head back, her hair flowing down her back as she rides him harder, faster, her breath coming out in uneven gasps. The sound of their skin slapping together fills the room, mingled with their moans and heavy breathing.

Abhishek: (panting, barely able to speak) "Fuckk...babe....don't stop"

Ishita leans forward, her hands pressing against his chest as she moves even faster, her body completely in sync with his. She lowers her head to his ear, her breath hot and ragged as she whispers:
Ishita: (whispering, teasingly) "I know you love this view..."

Abhishek: (grinning, groaning) "I could watch you like this forever."

She smirks, sitting up straighter, rolling her hips as she grinds against him, sending a shudder through both of their bodies. Abhishek reaches up, his fingers brushing along her stomach, trailing up to cup her breasts, his touch driving her even wilder.

Ishita moans loudly, riding him harder, losing herself in the sensation. Her nails dig into his chest as she quickens the pace, the pleasure building between them until they're both trembling, on the verge of falling over the edge.

Abhishek: (gasping, his voice thick with lust) "Ishita... I'm so close..."

Ishita: (panting, grinning wickedly) "Come inside me baby"