HER SAFE PLACE

Sit on my face

Shivangi's POV

I shot him a glare, sitting up a little straighter. "The hell did you write in those divorce papers?" I snapped. "Do you have any idea? If anyone had seen them, our entire plan would've been exposed!"

Rocky smirked, completely unbothered by my panic. "Take a chill pill, babydoll," he drawled lazily, his hand casually playing with my nipple as if this was the most normal conversation in the world. "I know you wouldn't let anyone see it. And even if someone did, they'd think our divorce hit me so hard I forgot how to sign properly."

I stared at him, absolutely dumbfounded. The hell is wrong with this man? He literally wrote IWLYPTYCOMF in place of his signature and now he's acting like it's no big deal!

My glare must have given away my thoughts because suddenly, his smirk faded, and he stopped playing with my nipple. His expression changed, darkening with desire as he leaned closer. So close, in fact, that there wasn't enough space for air to pass between us.

"Babydoll," he murmured, his voice low and dangerous, "do you know what that means?"

I froze. My heart began to pound as panic set in. Shit. If he finds out that I know it means 'I Will Lick Your Pussy Till You Come On My Face,' I am so done for!

I gulped audibly, avoiding his gaze. "N-no," I stammered, my voice betraying me. "I... I don't know what it means."

Rocky smirked again, this time with an edge of wicked amusement. "Babydoll," he said slowly, his voice dripping with mischief, "you know I don't like it when people lie to me, right?"

I took a shaky breath, trying to steady myself. "I'm not lying," I mumbled, still avoiding his eyes.

He wasn't having it. Gently but firmly, he grabbed my chin, forcing me to meet his intense gaze. "Now," he said softly, but with a clear challenge in his tone, "say that again."

"I..." My voice faltered, my words stuck in my throat. Before I could even finish, his lips crashed onto mine in a searing kiss.

The next moment, he was on top of me, kissing me hungrily. His tongue explored my mouth with an intensity I'd never experienced before. It wasn't just a kiss-it was pure, unfiltered hunger.

His kiss was wild, almost desperate, as if he'd been starving for years. I could barely keep up. My hands instinctively moved to push him away, but he grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head, deepening the kiss further.

I tried biting his tongue to make him stop, but it only seemed to spur him on. I tapped his shoulder in surrender, but he ignored me completely, lost in his beastly desire.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he pulled back, moving from my lips to my neck. I gasped for air, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath.

"I know how much you can take, babydoll," he whispered against my skin, his voice rough and teasing.

Despite my exhaustion, a small smile crept onto my lips.

Rocky's lips trailed down to my chest, and he captured one of my nipples in his mouth. He sucked greedily, but after a few moments, he suddenly pulled back, frowning. "Why isn't anything coming out?" he complained, his voice filled with genuine confusion.

I couldn't help but laugh softly at his childlike pout. "Because it's over," I replied, still catching my breath.

He shook his head stubbornly, his pout turning into a full-on sulk. "Noooo," he whined, looking at me with wide, puppy-dog eyes. "I want more!"

I rolled my eyes, letting out an exasperated sigh. "There's nothing more left, Rocky. Practically, you're not getting anything, so now move and let me freshen up."