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Erica's pov -
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The sound of heavy rain can be heard all along as His fingers moved with an urgency that set my heart racing, each stroke igniting a fire within me. I was on the edge , my breath quickening as I gasped for air.
he pulled his head from my neck and leaned closer, his lips hovered just above mine, parted slightly, our breaths mingling in a tantalizing dance. Yet, he didn't kiss me. I could feel the tension building, a desperate need surging through me. I leaned in, yearning for the connection, but he pulled back his head a little just enough to keep me on the yearning. It felt as if I will die if he didn't kiss me in that very moment .
my lips aching for his touch.
His breath brushed against my skin, as he let his lips graze mine, teasingly close yet achingly out of reach. I could feel the heat radiating from him, a magnetic pull that made it impossible to think of anything but the taste of his kiss. Just as I thought he might finally give in, he moved his head back slightly, leaving me breathless, yearning for more, trapped in a torment that made every second stretch into eternity.
I couldn't help it .... I reached for him, tangling my fingers in the back of his hair, pulling him closer until our lips finally met. The kiss was electric, a collision of pent-up longing. I held onto his hair tightly, fearing that he might pull away if I lose my hold, wanting to savor every second.
our kiss deepened, his body pressed against mine, and his fingers working their magic down there, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I felt myself spiraling, an explosion of sensation that left me breathless. I pulled away, gasping, my heart racing wildly as I tried to catch my breath.
He withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his lips and licking them clean, his gaze locked onto mine with an intensity that made my heart skip. I was still reeling from the aftermath when he turned to reach for a nearby shirt . Instinctively, I reached out, grabbing his hand to stop him.
"Stop!!!" I exclaimed, my voice a mix of urgency and vulnerability as I sat on the edge of the bed, my heart still pounding.
His hand stilled, and he placed the shirt back on the bed beside me, his eyes never leaving mine. The warmth of his touch enveloped me as he cupped my cheeks gently, his expression softening."Erica, I don't want to rush anything between us now. We need to take our time with each other," he said, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead.
I swallowed hard, his words resonating in my mind. It made sense, yet a pang of sadness washed over me, knowing that our moment had come to an abrupt halt. I nodded slowly, a mix of acceptance and disappointment swirling within me.
"You go and change, and I'll get you a hot chocolate," he said wearing his shirt again and stepped outside while I just sat there in the clouded thoughts of the moment we just shared .
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Next morning -
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I sprinted towards Kabir, who I couldn't quite figure out-working out on a holiday? Who does that? But there he was, doing push-ups like a machine. I reached him, panting, and waved my arms .
"Kabir! Get up! I have important work for you!" I exclaimed, gesturing for him to rise.
He paused, looking up at me with a mix of confusion, then took a sip from his water bottle. "What is it?" he asked, getting up from the ground.
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