Royal's Prized Possession

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ARYAMAN'S POV

Her lips are soft like fresh rose petals, just like I have imagined.

The moment her lips touched my cheek, I froze, I just didn't know how to react.

I was shocked as well as surprised. I was feeling like I was on the top of the world. I was undoubtedly happy, extremely happy.

But along with all these feelings, I found myself drowning more into the desires and fantasies I have for her. It felt like my self-control was on the edge after this peck or kiss whatever you say. Clearly, this first peck of her to me was adding fuel to my desires.

Overall, I am so extremely overwhelmed by this action of hers.

Her lips lingered on my cheek for a few seconds before she pulled back. She took a step back and stood in front of me. She tucked a standard of her hair which was caressing her face behind her ear timidly, her eyes were casted down due to shyness. Her cheeks and neck were painted in crimson red from blushing furiously as well as continuously.

As I came out of the shock, I took a deep breath. A broad smile made across my lips when I realized what happened and touched my cheek which she kissed feeling her touch there. I didn't know why I felt like my neck and ears were burning.

I turned my head away from her for a moment to control my honry thoughts and myself from giggling like a fucking teenage. I closing my eyes and rubbed my nape feeling a little shy. 

I quickly composed myself and turned back toward her. She was still looking at her feet, blushing and smiling.

Damm she is such a turn on. Only I can understand how badly I want to take her.

I think I am becoming a pervert and full time honry man because she just breathes and I get seduced, she simply exists and I get turned on.

I clenched my feist and squeezed my eyes to put a fullstop on my dirty, honry thoughts as my dick twiched in my pants. I opened my eyes, hooked my finger under her chin and made her look up to me.

“Non sai cosa mi stai facendo, bambolina. Non puoi nemmeno immaginare quanto mi stai rendendo duro in questo momento. Voglio solo piegarti sulla mia scrivania e scoparti finché non perdi la capacità di camminare. Non lo sai tesoro, stai solo aggiungendo benzina sul fuoco del mio desiderio.” I said in a neutral and calm tone while looking into her eyes intensely.

(You don't know what you are doing to me, baby doll. You can't even imagine how hard you are making me right now. I simply want to bend you over my desk and fuck you till you lose your ability to walk. You don't know darling, you are just adding fuel to the fire of my desire.)

Her eyes widened slightly and lips parted as she heard me. Her face became beetroot. I am sure she didn't understand the meaning of the words as I said in Italian but seeing her reaction it makes me feel like she has sensed the vibe of the words.