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Atharv's hand slid around her waist, pulling her flush against him. Ruhani gasped, her hands pressed against his chest, but she didn't push him away.
"You're trembling my cute sexy whore " he whispered, his lips brushing her temple. "Is it fear... or desire?"
"I... I don't know," she breathed.
He tilted her chin up, eyes locked onto hers. "You will."
Then his lips claimed hers-slow, demanding, and deep. Ruhani melted into him, the heat between them crackling like fire. His touch roamed her back, possessive yet patient, and she couldn't stop the soft sound that escaped her throat.
"Mine," he murmured against her lips. "And I'll make sure you feel it... everywhere abd everyday as I will fuck you daily 🥵🥵🥵🥵
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