22 ~ Devansh pleasures Jahanvi

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The very next second I entered his room, I was up in the air

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The very next second I entered his room, I was up in the air. He lifted me up in bridal style and walked towards the bed, placing me gently on it. I looked at him and the only thing that he had in his eyes were love and arousal.

He lifted my saree a little up, only till my knees, and seperated my legs wide apart. He hovered over me, coming in between my legs, and pressed a soft kiss against my lips. His tongue darted out, tracing the seam of my lips. Something inside me snapped. Months of buildup unleashed, and I let it all out. Our lips fused together as we kissed like never before.

My head waged war with my entire body, warning me away from the rush of feelings firing off inside of me. When he kissed me, it was like a sweet poison, that I wanted to taste it even though I knew what danger it was going to bring ahead.

His hands travelled to my breasts and he kneaded them roughly, taking them in between his palm. I was literally panting into his mouth.

His hands reached down towards my bare legs and he trailed his fingers upon it. His hand reached my inner thigh and he gave it a squeeze which sent a shiver right to my core. I was sure I was completely wet.

He seperated our lips and murmured against my cheek, "Allow me to touch you."

I cupped his cheeks, looking into his eyes and pulled him closer. I sucked his lips again. Very roughly. And then muttered against his lips, "Please. I need a release Devansh. It's h—".

Before I could even complete my words, he was down. His hands travelled inside my saree and in a swift motion he pulled my underwear down my legs leaving my lower body naked inside my saree.

I gulped. My core was pulsating.

He shifted on the bed and leaned against the headboard. He pulled me towards himself, holding my waist from behind and my head rested against his chest as I sat on his lap. He lifted the saree up, and slid his hand inside my saree. His fingers brushed against my core and I moaned. He whispered from behind near my earlobe, "Widen your legs more. My baby."

I did, shyly.

"A little more, sweetheart."

I widened it more.

"Good girl. Now just breathe, hn? Relax. I'll be slow."

I inhaled deeply upon listening his words. He pressed his lips on my temple and at the same, I felt his fingers stroking my womanhood.

He gulped, "I would've loved to taste your wetness, love. But — I can wait for that."

I nodded. Knowing that he knew I needed more time for going further.

His finger reached my sensitive area and I rolled my head back, feeling his touch above my sensitive bundle of nerves. He held my waist tightly with one hand and with other, he started rubbing it over my core.

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