𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗
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Living with hidden scars is a silent symphony of pain, a dance in shadows. Then, suddenly someone appears and cages you, wrapping chains around your wounde...
Sorry guys for late updates, the insta family knows what I'm suffering from, if you don't follow me there then let me tell you, apart from the previous challenges I was facing there's add on, and indeed a big one, there has been a huge business accident here, and because of which financial crises had hit us suddenly, and someone is even dead, and the blame is on the family, so with all that there's a huge emotional, physical and financial mess here.
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He plunges his tongue deep inside her making her shut her eyes tightly, his tongue started exploring her mouth brutally trying to reach every corner of it, making her try to remove my hand from his grasp but he held it tighter and pushed himself more into her, making them to fit together as a puzzle piece as he tangled his tongue with his.
He was there, unleashing every fragment of rage and obsession upon her, as the dam of his restraint crumbled into ruin. It was a kind of unraveling that once frightened him the way darkness slipped from his seams, but in that moment, he let it consume him. Why would he resist? He had finally savored the forbidden, and even a drop had scorched his soul with hunger.
That's the cruelty of being human we tremble at the edge of our desires, but once we cross it, there's no retreat. The thread of sanity, once woven tightly like a prayer against madness, snaps and when it does, it doesn't break clean. It frays like old silk in fire, slowly, beautifully, irreversibly.
His lips and tongue were impounding hers and it was getting hard to breathe for her
"Umh-uhahh..." she trembled beneath him as his teeth grazed her tongue, a slight bite that made her jolt. His hand loosened, only for his arms to snake around her waist, pulling her impossibly closer as if fusing her to him could satisfy the beast clawing beneath his skin. She clutched his shoulders, desperate to anchor herself, to remember how to breathe.
But he wasn't ready to let her go not even for a heartbeat. The devil inside him had stirred, roused too harshly by her defiance, her resistance every breath she took seemed to provoke it further.
His tongue danced around hers, a slow, cruel swirl that made her shudder in ways she didn't dare name. He was erupting chaos within her anger that burned, defiance that flared, helplessness that ached.
But beneath it all... something else something quieter, darker, frightening in its gentleness. And she hated it. Because no matter how much she resisted, she was still human - a fragile altar of emotions and unsaid needs.
He plunged his tongue deeper, kissing her with a savage hunger, as if trying to consume her soul through her lips. She whimpered
Then, just as her knees buckled and her lungs screamed for air, he pulled away.
