A Piece Of My Heart (Ft. Virushka) 💖

94. BOUNDED TOGETHER

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Virat's touch was tender, a mix of desire and reverence as he leaned into her, his lips tracing the soft curve of her neck. He kissed below her jawline, his breath warm against her skin, causing her to shiver in response.

Her eyes fluttered shut as she surrendered to the sensations, every kiss igniting something deeper within her. His hands slid over her slender arms, moving with such care, like she was something precious to be held. He intertwined their fingers, a silent promise in the way his hand fit so perfectly in hers.

He rose slightly, lifting her hand to his lips, pressing gentle kisses to each finger, one by one, his touch filled with affection. Then, he kissed her wrists, the pulse of her heartbeat quickening under his lips.

She smiled, a soft, knowing smile, as he placed her hand on his shoulder. His eyes were locked on hers, taking in every detail, as if this moment were one he wanted to live in forever.

His hands caressed her face, fingertips lightly tracing the contours of her cheeks, her jaw, her lips. He gazed at her like she was the only thing in the world that mattered.

She was stunning, not just in her beauty but in the way she made him feel - whole, grounded, and loved. The look in her eyes was enough to set his heart on fire.

Slowly, he kissed his way down to her chest, his lips pressing softly against her skin, lingering on her bosoms. His hands, gentle but firm, cradled her, his fingers kneading with a soft pressure that sent warmth spreading through her body.

She arched into his touch, her body responding instinctively, craving more of him. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, her breath coming in shallow gasps as his lips continued their journey.

When he kissed her stomach, he paused, looking up at her for a moment, his eyes full of emotion. It was as though he was asking for permission, wanting to be sure this was what she wanted.

Her smile was everything - reassurance, affection, and desire all rolled into one. She nodded ever so slightly, her eyes urging him on.With deliberate slowness, Virat began to undress her fully.

He took his time, savoring every moment, every inch of her exposed skin. His hands moved reverently over her body as he removed her shorts, then his own. The room was filled with the quiet sounds of their breath, the soft rustle of fabric, the crackle of the tension between them.

He kissed his way down her legs, his lips brushing against her thighs. Her toes curled as his breath fanned over her exposed skin, every touch making her feel more alive, more connected to him.

She let out a soft moan as his lips grazed her core, her body trembling beneath him. His kisses were slow, deliberate, full of longing, but also of tenderness.

She ran her hands through his hair, pulling him closer, guiding him to where she wanted him most. The heat between them was palpable, a slow-burning fire that had been waiting for this moment.

Virat moved back up, his body aligning with hers as he positioned himself between her legs. Their eyes met again, and in that shared gaze, there was an unspoken understanding- a mutual need not just for intimacy but for healing.

He entered her slowly, their bodies merging as one. Her breath caught in her throat, and she exhaled softly, adjusting to the rhythm of his movements. He was gentle, his thrusts slow and deliberate, every movement filled with care.