A story of deception and true love.
" How did you have the courage to say this to me? " A girl gathered some courage and spoke loudly. And from today onwards I have no relation with your family. I am leaving after leaving you.
You cannot go anywh...
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Tarun leaned in closer, capturing Disha's lips in a searing kiss. His mouth moved against hers with a hunger that sent electricity shooting through her body. Disha melted into him, her arms winding around his neck as she parted her lips, inviting him to deepen the kiss.
Their tongues met and danced together, exploring each other's mouths with a growing passion. Tarun's hands roamed over Disha's back, tracing the delicate lines of her spine before cupping her hips and pulling her flush against him.
She could feel the hard length of his arousal pressing insistently against her stomach, evidence of just how much he wanted her. Breaking away from the kiss, Tarun trailed his lips down the column of Disha's throat, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin.
Mmm, you taste even better than I imagined, Tarun growled against her skin, his breath hot and ragged.
Disha let out a soft moan, Aahh arching her head back to give him better access. Tarun's mouth lavished affection on Disha's skin, his kisses and gentle bites kindling a fire that left a subtle , crimson mark
His hands slid beneath the hem of her pantie, fingers grazing the smooth skin of her thighs as they crept higher. Disha shivered, her pulse racing with anticipation.
When his palms finally reached her hips, he gripped them firmly, pulling her closer still until not an inch of space remained between them.
I need to see you, Tarun rasped, his voice thick with desire. Tarun gazed into Disha's eyes, and she understood his desire. Blushing, she nodded shyly.
But Tarun teasingly pinched her waist, whispering, "Baby, I want words..."
Disha's cheeks flushed deeper, her voice barely audible, "Yes..."
Tarun's fingers deftly unfastened the buttons of Disha's shirt, gradually revealing the soft, silky texture of her skin. Gently, he slid the fabric aside, his eyes adoring the beauty he unveiled. Disha's nipples were already hardened peaks, begging for attention.
Tarun's eyes adored Disha's gentle curves, and she instinctively covered his gaze with her hand, her cheeks flushing.
"Don't hide from me, Baby," Tarun whispered, his voice husky. "You're mine, every inch of you. Your beauty is for my eyes alone to cherish."
Disha's hand lingered, but Tarun gently lifted it, his eyes never leaving hers.
"Your body is a masterpiece, crafted for me to worship," he murmured which made disha fluttered .
Tarun wasted no time in closing the distance between them, his mouth latching onto one pert nipple as his thumb brushed over the other.
Tarun's tongue swirled around Disha's sensitive nipple, sending shivers down her spine as he lavished attention on her breasts. He gently pinched and rolled the other between his fingers, making her gasp and arch into his touch.
