ISHWASA : His warrior Begam | COMPLETED ✔️
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ISHWASA X MUBARIZ
Jab mohobbat itni badh jaye ki wo lafjon me bayan na ki ja sake to koi tareeka to chahiye na apni mehram ko batane ka ki unse mohobbat kitni beshumar ho gayi hai.
Bas mahroo hamare bhi lafj khatam ho gaye hain, itni betahasha mohobbat ho gayi hai aapse ki ab appke jarre jarre par hamara nam likhne ka jee chahta h. Apne aap ko aap ko saupane ka jee chahta hai. Aapko is kadr khud me samana chahte hain ki khuda khud bhi aapko hamse juda na kar paye."
" When love gets so much increased that it can not be described in words then we need to find a way to tell our beloved about how much we love them that how much we love them.
Mahroo my words too felt finished. I love you so damn much that I want my name to be imprinted on each and every pore of your body. I want to submit myself to you now. I want you to diffuse in me such a way that god himself could not be able to put us apart."
He again claimed my lips but this time I can feel the urgency, the desperation in his actions which I never felt before.
He always kiss me lovingly and slowly but this one was totally opposite. His hands roamed on my entire waist but when he traced my belly button with his fingers a sound escaped my lips without my permission," Ahhhmmm".
My body shaking with the sensations and he left my lips only to look into my eyes.
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ek ariz to me bhi deserve karti hu na ??.me good girl hu 🙂
*Haayeeee
Bhaisab sharam aa gyi ye pad ke toh
*Taking ss of these lines and keeping them in my notes to show my future husband😭 ( or abhi 18 ki hu mein 🤡). These are just too good.✨🌹
*Marry me khwahish💖😘
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