Everything I Wanted❤ |COMPLETED|

Chapter 38

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" Who's it?" I questioned.

But he ignored my question.

His gaze fixed on me, his eyes running down my frame taking in every intricate detail as if memorising.

And then he took me by surprise.

His hand moved down, slowly unbuckling his belt in a swift move.

My breath hitched.

It was not like I was scared , but the anticipation of what we were going to do in his office, while the world waited outside felt ridiculously reckless.

" They can wait," he mumbled, reaching out to unbutton my shirt quickly.

For a second, I stilled.

Not because I did not want this but because I had never seen him so intense, his actions showed how much he craved this.

This closeness right now.

It felt as if he needed me like breathing.

His fingers fumbled with my pants, while his mouth trailed leaving wet kisses against my chest making me breath heavily.

I didn't know how to respond so quickly.

The need in his eyes burned deeper than anything.

I shuddered at the way he looked at me.

His lips swollen and glistening, his hair messily sprawled.

He bit on his lower lip slowly, pulling my pants down.

I gasped as I felt his fingers over my heat.

" Please don't stop me Kashvi," he breathed against my ear, his fingers pressing down.

I breathed deeply, arching my back.

How could I stop him?

Especially when I was burning under him.

My body aching in places for his touch.

" I really need you," he whispered.

But his eyes lingered over mine.

A pause.

It made my heart flutter.

With desire so deep he still waited for my permission.

Always caring about me.

I gave a slight nod.

He breathed in relief, his forehead resting over mine.

" Relax for me, hmm?"

I was absolutely madly in love with this guy.

My fingers cupped his jaw, as I felt him push forward.

My breath hitched.

My fingers tightened against his shoulders.

My body still responded in slight pain, clearly not used to his length.

I clutched his hair in mine, trying to control myself.

But it slipped slowly as he moved in a slow rhythm.

His pace increased as he held my waist, not taking a pause even for a second.

My body shuddered, skin flushed as I felt the pleasure seeping into my nerves.