~~•Sixty nine•~~

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This kiss was consuming, breathtaking, and languid. As though it would take every energy, every rational thought, and every sanity out of them. That was a bubble of their own, outside of which nothing else mattered. Their love and longing for them soon changed the slow kiss into something sloppy, fiery, and heated.

Today was the first time she saw Masab being greedy for her like he had less time but more work to do. As though if this night would pass, something bad would happen, and he wouldn't be able to touch her again. It seemed like he wanted to savor her by how hungry and heated this simple lip lock became.

And that was the time Andaleeb herself felt eager for more of his lips, more of his taste, and more of his mouth. His closeness was like a magic. Instead, it would be right to say that he was an enchanter who lured her into his charms, and now she couldn't go out of it. Their lips were exploring each other impatiently and fervently. Andaleeb felt giddy, excited, and ambiguous at the same time. She closed her eyes as she felt her head buzzing and her cheeks burning.

Masab's lips soon trailed down to her chin, earning a gasp from her. The joy bubbled up in her every nerve ending as he pecked, nibbled, and sucked over her smooth flesh. Her grip over his chest became painful as his mouth continued its journey over to her throat and neck, making her see stars even in a closed room.

Blood rushed through her veins as she found his one hand slowly making its way towards the belt of her silk night dress, loosening it sensually which made a seductive melody in the lulled surrounding of the room. This action made her feel like she was on cloud nine in ecstasy. Masab slid the sleeves down her arms, making her pointed and slim shoulders bare before laying soft kisses over there. Her stomach tingled as she just closed her eyes to delight in this feeling. Her own fingers brushed over his taut abs and chest, feeling it flexing under her touch.

He slightly stroked her stomach as his finger was hooked to the fabric of her dress, making it slide bit by bit, which caused her to moan out his name. This was just so insane. She was looking out for her freedom, but with every passing moment, she was getting trapped in this cage more and more. A cage which she herself chose.

"I love you so much," he rasped out, biting over her earlobe which added both pain and pleasure to her insides.

Soon, she felt his warm body covering hers, and that was the only thing acting as an insulator for her on this windy and cold night. Warmth filled her heart at his confession and she once again sought his mouth to feel him more near to her. His hot breath mingled with her which acted as a relief for her. At that time, Andaleeb resisted the urge to confess herself as well. The love was rising swiftly in her heart, and there was no denying that she had fallen in love with him.

Masab's palms brushed her soft and enticing arms as he pecked the area under her ear repeatedly. "I need you like a heart needs its beat."

Her eyes shot open at this. Past flashed in front of her like a horrible nightmare, and it ended with Maha's frightened voice, which reverberated in her ears. Whatever was happening was so wrong. She couldn't change her body's reactions to him, but she could wish for all this to end. And Andaleeb needs to strive for it.

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