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"The fire in me wants to burn you"

"Can we do this", Vikranth asked Meera, her heart is was pounding against her rib like it's going to explode. And only the sound of pattering rain filled in the room.

To his surprise, Meera nodded her head as yes in a confused way. Vikranth furrowed eyebrows relaxed with a tinge of lust sparking eyes, he had a dark smirk feeling the thought he is finally going to make her his.

Meera knew what she is going to do is not the right thing. But she wants him because of this uncontrollable love on him and she doesn't want to lose him at any cost even if that's her virginity.

What is there in this?? If I keep on avoiding him then, I am afraid that one day he will avoid me totally, so I think this the best way I can make him mine. I am selfish and I am crazy for accepting this but I don't care. All is fair in love and war right?? And it is not going to be a big deal, she justified her decision and then quite boldly she looked at Vikranth.

He got up from the bed and looked at her, Eventually Meera also rose from the bed and sat in the foot of the bed. Her throbbing heart was echoing in her. She gulped to control her nervousness, her rushing hormones.

He removed his T-shirt as he doesn't want to waste any time after this and his intimidating eyes were staring her intently like a hungry lion gawking at its beautiful prey. She felt so tensed when stepped before her where she is facing his hip, his bulge was deliberately visible from the sweatpants that he is wearing. His perfect body has already made her wet.

He slowly reaches out his hand to touch her cheeks, she closed her eyes when his fingers went further to her neck. His touch just melted her, her heart, her soul, and her body everything. At that moment Meera decided to be his slave, his servant, and his everything.

He grabbed her hand and pulled up to stand facing him.

She is small in front of his large frame, grabbing all her courage she looked to meet his eyes.
Vikranth suddenly slammed his lips on hers and kissed her like a hungry man. She encircled her hands around his neck and started kissing him back but before his dominative aggressive gesture she couldn't cope up with him. He encircled her waist roughly and lifted me up to match with his height.

After kissing until her lips were swollen, he stopped. She felt so hot inside were her blood was rushing like crazy.

She didn't meet his eyes as she is too shy but inside she likes it. She likes this kind of feeling that Vikranth creating in her. Each passing second her heart was in excitement for becoming his.

Vikranth hands reached her hip and he started raising up her salwar top to remove that. She didn't look at him, the dim yellow light was showing her dusky porcelain skin like gold, she was dazzling to his eyes.
Vikranth clenched his jaw when his eyes landed on her breast that was heaving up and down for her breathing.
He badly wanted to tore that lace bra covering her tempting breast. He is too aroused to see her perfect figure which is exactly like what he has imagined in his wildest dreams.

Vikranth touched her bare waist and pulled her so close to him, their lips were separated by just an inch. Meera thought he is again going to kiss her when he leaned in but to her surprise, he gritted this on her ears:
"You are fucking beautiful baby,"
Hearing that she blushed and she couldn't understand what she is truly feeling inside.

He didn't wait for a single second and started to untie her Salwar pant. She touched his hands as opposition as the lights were still on and she is very shy to show herself fully to him and added to that he's looking at her with his eating eyes.

"Please..... the lights", she stuttered and can't form any words.

"Why you don't want that", Vikranth chuckled kissing her collarbone.

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