(18+) "We shouldn't, your son is my fiancé." I whispered sounding unsure and very hostile. He watched me carefully with his dark blue eyes before tilting his head gently to the right, the same blue eyes that had just watched me undress a couple minutes ago. "Darling, I really don't give a fuck right now." His chest r...
Wandering hand move down her waist and to her awaiting core feeling the small fabric separating his touch from her aching center. "Hmm maybe I'll just push these to the side" he whispers in her ear.
A story of a hindu girl and a Muslim boy Will they Fight for their love? Or will sacrifice their love? Stay tuned to find out the answers...
"Tell me, was this part of your smut book?" He asks as he moves his hand up my dress, " Oh God." I breathe out as his hand starts to move. Longer Chapters in This story!!!