Sorry I didn't add any explicit content even though i add the mature tag. Some readers like to read explicit content and I don't judge them. But this story is written for plot not for Erotic scenes. I f you want you can go and look for those stories which have nothing except mature content. I added some scene where they share intimacy and lip kisses and mature threats from lead character except that nothing explicit here. I didn't add explicit content because to reach wider audiences. Some readers feel uncomfortable to mature content.
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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------As Zaid lifted Mahra gently, the air between them was filled with anticipation and tenderness. Each touch, each caress, was unhurried and intentional, as if they were discovering one another for the first time. He brushed his fingers along her shoulders, his gaze soft yet intense, taking in every detail of her with awe and admiration.
Mahra's heart fluttered at his touch, the warmth of his skin igniting a longing she hadn't fully realized until now. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close, her fingers threading through his hair as they shared another deep, lingering kiss.
Their movements were slow and deliberate, letting the moment stretch as they explored the uncharted depths of their love. Every whispered word, every gentle touch, strengthened the bond between them, creating memories woven with trust and desire. Zaid's hands caressed her skin, his touch leaving trails of warmth that made her feel cherished and adored. They were lost in each other, savoring the beauty of being so close.The night passed in a blur of tender whispers and loving embraces, and as they held each other close, Mahra knew this was the beginning of something beautiful. They had crossed into a new chapter, one filled with trust, passion, and a deeper connection than ever before. When morning came, they lay wrapped in each other's arms, content in the knowledge that they were exactly where they belonged—with one another.
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His silence his pride ( continuation)
Storie d'amoreHe came very close to her. Mahra pushed his chest in a snap of second he took her hands and pinned above her head. Mahra had read enough romantic books to corrupt her mind. Mahra close her eyes in anticipation. She felt Zayed's breathing in her ear...
