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HER POV
"Hamare iraade bilkul nek hai," I said.
(My intentions are very decent)
He swiftly turned me under him and pulled me closer to him.
He leaned over to my lips and I scrunch my eyes close, his lips would touch any moment now. A second later I heard him over my ears, and felt him bringing the pleats out of my saree.
"Shayad hamare bhi," he said.
(I guess mine too)
My breath hitched with his touch. But he stopped and dragged his hands up to my waist and caressed it lovingly. His touch was sending shivers down my spine. The fingers of his hand were playing with my navel while he leaned over my cheeks and gave me an open mouth kiss.
I shut my eyes in response and held his shoulders in response.
"Laal rang me bhi hum kayal ho jaate hai aapke," he whispered and sucked over my skin.
(Even this red colour on you, drives me crazy for you)
I bit my lower lip from moaning and pressed my thighs together. He pulled up a little to look at me. My heart beats were racing however he was scanning my emotions. He would have found nothing but love and willingness. Feeling shy, I lowered my eyes.
"Are you still nervous?" He asked.
I was not nervous or scared anymore. He made me comfortable under his proximity with nothing but love language. But I couldn't respond, I just shook my head.
"I want to kiss you," he said softly.
That sentence alone had the strength to dilute me. It was not like our first time kissing or he needed permission to express love. But the moment itself was so overwhelming of strong emotions and feelings that his voice and actions were bringing me to the edge. My hormones were being driven by him at this point of time.
I looked at him and brought my palm to his cheeks.
"phir intezar kis baat ka," I said.
(Then what are you waiting for?)
He smiled and pecked my lips.
"Not here though," he said and I felt confused.
"Then?" I asked.
Suddenly he pinched my waist lightly.
"Aah," I shrieked and he caressed where he pinched.
"I want to kiss every inch of your body tonight," he whispered scratchyly, taking my breath away.
He didn't look as if he was joking about that. My heartbeats didn't settle down at all. His words, his touch, his breath were turning me into a possessed person.
"Ijazat hai?" He said.
(may I?)
I nodded to his request willingly. I felt nervous over my body but on the inside I was really curious to what was coming after so long.
He smiled and slowly removed my pallu away from my chest. Even after trying he couldn't hide the happiness that he felt after witnessing his babies wrapped. He was blushing and his reaction was making him look adorable. Also my nipples felt erect to his reaction. I can bet if only they were not under the cloth, he would be tasting them like candy.
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Romance"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed...
