Let's Make It A Night To Remember
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Huling na-publish Sun, Jun 7, 2015
"Raman." She whispers his name softly, making him look at her as a half smile crosses his lips.
"Yes?"
The devil asks her, knowing all to well what he is doing but wanting this, loving this, enjoying every single moment of it.
"Please."
She begs him uncaring that this isn't like her, this isn't Ishita Bhalla nee Iyer; all she knows is she wants his touch, his fingers, his mouth, teeth, tongue and lips on her or else she'll explode.
"Please what Ishita? Say it. I can't understand what you want unless you tell me."
She sucks in a breath, closing her eyes. She needs him more than she needs her shyness at this moment, she doesn't care if he thinks she's a wanton even as a part of her realises that's exactly what he wants her to be around him, with him - a wanton... so be it.
"Touch me." She says at last with quivering lips.
"Where?" He asks after sucking in a breath affected by how much he is affecting her.
"Everywhere."
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