❝When love is at its best,
One loves so much that
He cannot forget.❞
The years he spent loving her from afar. She was out of his league, also for her, he was non-existent.
Now, when he is a successful Movie star, will his first love find a happy en...
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Knowing Fareeha was in their room, and will not be ever be leaving him. Sarfaraz was in no hurry with the shower. He took time to drown in a perfumed bath to smell good for her. After a shower, hurriedly he wrapped a towel around his dampened waist. Running his fingers through his wet hair, Sarfaraz walked out of the bathroom.
Fareeha inhaled the overload of the musky scent and slowly rose from the edge of the bed. She grinned at him.
"Dude, are you planning to burn my nostrils?"
"Sorry, sorry, I was just." He gave her an embarrassed look.
Fareeha grinned, slipping her dupatta off her shoulder, - "I don't mind." She winked.
Sarfaraz's face instantly lit up. He walked to her, and she turned. Pushing aside the hair from her back, she gestured at the zip of her dress. He smiled, carefully pulling down the zip. Fareeha inhaled deeply, closing her eyes as he slid the Kurtha off her shoulder and glided his hands over her smooth skin.
Fareeha wriggled out of her Kurtha, turned to him, and, looking into his eyes, unknotted her trousers. Pulling it down, she boldly stood in her lingerie. Sarfaraz grabbed her hand, pulling her for a mind-numbing kiss.
Fareeha gripped his broad shoulders, responding eagerly to the kiss. One day without him, made her restless to be close to him again. Sarfaraz lifted her, and she clasped her legs around his waist. Continuing to kiss, he carried her to the bed and dropped her.
"Hadi," she breathed against his lips, - "I--" smooch, - "love--" smooch, "You." Smooch, - "I--" smooch, - "want--" smooch, - "you."
***
He nodded, touching her over her panties, - "Same." He whispered, realizing the built-up was quick. Showing her eagerness.
"I just--want to be in your arms forever." Fareeha panted.
"Same." He winked and kissed her chin, traveling his mouth through her throat, collarbone, and towards her cleavage. Fareeha breathed in deeply as he kissed her breasts, his hands gripping her panties tight. Impatiently, he yanked them off her. She kicked it, grabbed the back of his head, and pulled him up for the kiss.
After a brief kiss, Sarfaraz carefully turned her. Fareeha sighed, burying her face into the bedsheet. She moaned as he hungrily kissed her back, and in an instant snapped the hooks of her bra with his teeth. She gasped, but he didn't stop kissing her lower back.
Her skin was so velvety soft, and their reunion made him more impatient.
"Hadi!" she moaned, turning to him. Lovingly, she held his face and kissed his lips softly. His hands found her breasts. Fareeha closed her eyes, arching her back, responding to his mouth pleasuring her sensitive nipples.
