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Songs for the chapter : Dil di dua by Amrinder Gill. Something just like this by Chainsmokers and Coldplay.
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The Evening rolls around as the gold-red sun disappeared under the horizon, the December fog is settling around the colorful town, and canary yellow streets were lightening up the narrow streets, as the sky awashed with Twilight.
The flock of birds were flying back to their home, streets, shops, markets were bustling with tourists, shopers, and locals. People were getting ready for a night filled with fun, where for a night they can forget about their problems and just live.
The noble town with its glorious heritage, the beautiful town with its identical, but colorful houses with slanted red roofs has connected many people.
Like right now at Whitby Beach a man is proposing the love of his life, or Somewhere at a small cozy Café an old couple is reliving the day they met each other for the first time, and fallen in love, or somewhere in Pannett Park a little boy with dimples is sharing his toy truck with a sweet little blue eyed girl.
There is a mystique connection in the breeze, as two people are bound in a kiss that is so tender and at the same time so fierce, the world should stop on its axis and take note of their connection.
They pushed their lips more firmly as the world cease to exist for them, every sound felt far away, the people around were blurred as they savor the feeling of being connected like that for the first time.
Bringing his hands down from her hair, he cups her cheeks, the ball of his thumb gently brushing, his dark gazing at her with want, and when he tilted his head, Shehnaaz parted her lips with a soft sigh, her eyes fluttering shut as he kissed her again.
She was glad for the support she had grabbing his strong biceps, he pinned her tightly to his body as he kisses her again and again, she impulsively wrapped her arms around his neck as she stands on her tip toes and runs them through his hair.
He bends down a little to kiss her more firmly, he was aware of the all of his blood was pumping towards only one direction right now, he can feel the shock waves of pleasure straight to his hardness, as she tugs at his hair.
Fuck. It's too much feeling.
But he was unable to think of anything but how much he wants to keep on kissing her. He had kissed many woman in his life, he had his fair share of experience of passionate kisses, but kissing Shehnaaz, there is no comparison.
It's like he had never been kissed before.
Every stroke of his tongue against her made her shudder with delight, that set a throbbing awareness between her thighs, an ache, a desire for some satisfaction like none she had experienced before. They both were panting when he finally broke the kiss, he heard a low pleading sound coming from her, her lips pink and wet with his kisses, she looks up with adorable dewy eyes, he brushed his lips to her a few times more.
