Loving You: Manan Mature One Shots |18+|

Passionate love

Manik and Nandini had been married for almost a year, but their passion for each other remained as intense as the day they first met. Their love life was a scorching hot affair, filled with love, lust and an insatiable desire for one another.
As Manik stepped into the dimly lit room, his eyes immediately locked onto Nandini's figure.

She was lying on the bed, her slender body adorned in a sheer black nightgown that left little to the imagination. Her long, dark hair spilled across the pillow, framing her stunning features. The soft glow of the bedside lamp accentuated her flawless skin, making her look like a temptress from a fantasy. Manik's breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of his breathtaking wife.

Nandini's eyes sparkled with mischief as she watched her husband approach. She loved the raw desire that ignited in his eyes whenever he looked at her. "You're late, husband," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "I've been waiting for you all day."

Manik's heart raced as he heard her sultry tone. He kicked off his shoes and began unbuttoning his shirt, unable to resist the temptation any longer. "I couldn't get here fast enough," he replied, his voice hoarse with longing. "I've been thinking about you all day, about this moment."

He crawled onto the bed, his eyes never leaving her face. With a swift motion, he removed his shirt, revealing his muscular chest and abs, glistening with a light sheen of sweat. Nandini's breath quickened as she reached out to trace the contours of his body, her fingers dancing across his skin.

"You're so beautiful," she whispered, her eyes filled with adoration. "I can't get enough of you."

Manik captured her hand and brought it to his lips, placing a soft kiss on her palm. "You're the beautiful one, Nandini," he murmured. "Every day I thank the gods for bringing you into my life."

Leaning forward, he gently kissed her, their lips meeting in a tender embrace. But as their tongues danced, the kiss intensified, becoming a hungry exploration of each other's mouths. Manik's hands traveled down her body, cupping her breasts through the sheer fabric of her nightgown. He teased her nipples, feeling them harden under his touch, and she let out a soft moan, arching her back in pleasure.

Nandini's hands roamed over his body, unbuckling his belt and sliding it free from the loops of his pants. With nimble fingers, she unbuttoned his trousers, her touch sending shivers down his spine. She pushed his pants down, revealing his hard, throbbing cock, straining against his boxer briefs.

"Oh, Manik," she breathed, her eyes fixed on his impressive erection. "You're so ready for me."

Manik couldn't help but grin at the sight of her admiration. He loved the way she looked at him, with a mix of desire and possessiveness. He kicked off his pants and moved closer, positioning himself between her slender thighs.

"I've been ready since the moment I saw you this morning," he confessed, his voice thick with lust. "But I want to savor every moment with you."

With that, he leaned down and began to kiss her neck, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses along her collarbone. His hands slid beneath her nightgown, exploring the smooth skin of her back, and he slowly inched the fabric up, baring her body to his hungry gaze.

Nandini's skin was like silk, soft and warm to the touch. Her nipples were already hard, begging for attention. Manik obliged, taking one into his mouth and suckling gently, while his fingers played with the other, rolling and pinching it lightly. Nandini arched her back, pushing her breasts into his face, and let out a soft cry, her body trembling with pleasure.

"Oh, yes, Manik," she whispered, her hands gripping his hair, urging him closer. "Suck them, please."

He obliged, switching between her nipples, lavishing attention on each one until they were glistening and sensitive. Then, he began to kiss his way down her body, leaving a trail of kisses along her stomach, until he reached the hem of her nightgown. With a swift motion, he pulled the garment over her head, leaving her completely naked and exposed.

Nandini's body was a vision of perfection. Her skin, a soft olive tone, glowed in the dim light. Her breasts were full and round, her nipples taut and begging for more attention. Her stomach was flat, leading down to a patch of dark, curly hair that shielded her pussy from view.

Manik couldn't resist the temptation any longer. He buried his face in her sweet pussy, inhaling her musky scent. His tongue flicked out, parting her pussy lips and tasting her for the first time. She tasted like heaven, and he moaned with pleasure, his tongue delving deeper, exploring her inner folds.

Nandini's hands gripped the sheets, her body tensing as waves of pleasure rippled through her. "Oh my God, Manik," she gasped, her breath coming in short pants. "Your tongue... it's incredible."

He continued to feast on her, his tongue working its magic, flicking and probing, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves that sent her over the edge. Nandini's hips bucked against his face, her juices flowing freely as she climaxed, crying out his name.

"That's it, baby," he murmured, his voice muffled against her. "Come for me."

As her orgasm subsided, Manik slowly made his way back up her body, kissing and licking every inch of her skin. When he reached her lips, he kissed her deeply, sharing the taste of her pleasure.

"I want you inside me, Manik," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "I need to feel you."

Manik couldn't deny her anything. He positioned himself at the entrance of her glistening pussy, his cock throbbing with anticipation. With one smooth thrust, he filled her, their bodies becoming one.

Nandini gasped as he entered her, her pussy walls stretching to accommodate his girth. "Yes," she hissed, her nails digging into his back. "Fuck me, Manik. Make me yours."

He began to move, slowly at first, enjoying the sensation of being inside her. But soon, the pace quickened, their bodies slapping together in a frenzied rhythm. Manik's hands gripped her hips, guiding his cock in and out of her wet heat.

"You feel so good, Nandini," he grunted, his breath coming in short gasps. "So tight around me."

She matched his pace, her nails raking down his back, leaving a trail of fire. "Harder, Manik," she begged. "Fuck me harder."

Manik obliged, pounding into her with abandon, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. Nandini's cries filled the room, a mixture of pleasure and pain as he took her with a ferocity that bordered on primal.

"I'm close," she panted, her pussy clenching around his cock. "I'm so close, Manik."

Manik felt his own orgasm building, his balls tightening as he thrust into her with all his might. "Me too, baby," he grunted. "I'm going to fill you with my cum."

With a final, powerful thrust, Manik exploded inside her, his hot seed filling her pussy as he emptied himself into her. Nandini's body shook with her own orgasm, her pussy milking his cock, drawing every last drop from him.

They lay entwined, their hearts racing and their bodies glistening with sweat. Manik gently kissed her neck, his breath ragged against her skin.

"That was incredible," she whispered, her fingers tracing patterns on his back.

"It always is with you," he replied, his voice filled with adoration. "I love you, Nandini."

As they lay there, sated and satisfied, they knew that this was just the beginning of another passionate night