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So, This is my first ever OS. It's a tad long, 'cause I got carried away with details LOL, but I hope you enjoy it - and I hope you all LIKE it. Do give me feedback. Comments/Likes/Encouragement/Feedback is ALWAYS a YES from me. I'm kanjous about comments - give me lots! LOL. Hope you all like it 😳
ATTENTION: This is kind of a 16+ OS. Be advised before reading…
"Let go of me!" yelled a very frantic girl. "Stop, leave me! Ugh, GET. OFF. OF. ME, NOW!" she kept screaming, but all her efforts went to vain. "I'm not letting go now, and I won't ever." He said while kissing her lips hard. "I want you. I want you all to myself. Just mine" said a man with a very deep and husky voice. "No, you can't! This isn't right! LEAVE ME, GOD DAMN IT!" she yelled. "How stupid do you think I am? You came here, I didn't tell you to come here. You willingly came, you know you love me, god. Don't ruin this, please!" he snarled at her. "No! Please, no...no..." He ignored her, and laid fierce kisses all along her jaw line, biting her and then licking her to cool her down.
He could feel her react to him perfectly, it was as if they were meant for each other, only no one bothered to realize it. He bit her soft silky skin, and kissed it to calm her. He kissed the hallow of her neck, and She moaned in response.
Her skin was as white as a rabbits. There were marks all over her, her beautiful clear skin was marked with Him, and only him. He was officially proclaiming her as his, forever. No one could take her away from him now.
He felt her shudder underneath his hold, and grinned at the fact that he had such an effect on this girl. "Who knew destiny could be so cruel." he thought to himself. He didn't dare say it aloud as he couldn't tolerate any more snide remarks from her. He didn't want to interrupt the beautiful moment between them.
He ripped her blouse open, and yanked her lacy black bra off, ripping the straps and causing it to snap back and hit her skin. "Armaaaaaan!" she cried, "Sorry, sorry Ridhima," He kissed her in between her bosom, leaving a trail of wet kisses. He kept kissing her over and over, no one, absolutely no one, could stop him now. She was his, and only his. No one could claim her as their own no more. He kissed her belly button, and licked her around it, sending Ridhima in a frenzy. She moaned, and kept moaning. "Armaaan, ooh, Armaan…" He stopped as he felt her nails dig in to his back, he knew she wanted this as much as he had. No matter how much she denied it, she wanted him. Feeling aroused, Armaan took Ridhimas face, and licked her lips, she pulled his face to hers, and kissed him. In between kisses Ridhima said "Stop… teasing…me…"
"Ridhima… I love you." he whispered in her ear. On hearing this, Ridhima gazed in to Armaan's eyes and whispered "Make me yours. I can't live this life without you anyways, I need you, now" He gazed at her beautifully angelic face - such beautiful features this creature had, she was absolutely stunning. There was no flaw to be found in her. Her big beady eyes, her eyelashes defending her from the world, her rosy pink lips which were so tempting - he couldn't keep his eyes off of her. She was stunning. Truly stunning.
Her eyes were shut tight, hiding those emerald green eyes behind her eyelids, and her eyelashes hanging as curtains. He lifted her chin ever so gently, and claimed her lips to his, and they poured all the love, passion, and admiration they held for each other. They craved for each other, no matter how tough the past few months had been, no matter the obstacles, fights, countless slaps and curses, they still loved each other.
"Armaan, I'm sorry I never waited for you… I'm sorry I married Siddhant. Armaan… I'm sorry." but before Ridhima could go any further, Armaan placed his finger on her lips, and silenced her. "Ridhima, say it… please," without needing anymore instructions, Ridhima said what Armaan was thriving to hear. "Armaan, I love you. I've loved you since the very moment my eyes landed on you, I've loved you every day, ever since you left - my world fell a part, I love you, Armaan. You're mine, and only mine. I promise, I'll be yours, from today and hence forth. No one will come in between us, never. I promise you Armaan, it'll be just us two." Without hesitating, Armaan pulled Ridhima into a tight embrace, and kissed her on the forehead.
Ridhima slowly pulled Armaan's shirt over his head, and she unbuckled his pants, and threw them to the floor. Armaan stripped his boxers off, and Ridhima threw the remaining articles of clothing on the ground. Armaan pulled Ridhima's silky soft naked body under him, and kissed her hard on the mouth, caressing the small of her back with one hand, and holding himself up with the other. He bit her lip, hard. "Armaaan" Ridhima moaned, and grumbled. In response he sucked her lower lip and stopped the oozing blood. He licked her lips, sending a shiver down Ridhima's spine.
Armaan was finally inside of Ridhima, and there was no stopping him now. He thrust himself inside of her, as she moaned, louder and louder. No one would believe that Ridhima, just being divorced of 5 minutes, would be in her ex-boyfriends home, in his bed doing the deed she shouldn't have. Though Ridhima had come willingly, she would've thought the events of the day would have led up to THIS. The minute Ridhima's divorce was finalized, she rushed to Armaan to stop him from leaving for Lonavla. He was going to leave for her - so she could have a happy life. Ridhima burst in to Armaan's home and yelled his name, on hearing no response she screamed that she had divorced Siddhant Modi, and it was finalized. On hearing that, Armaan rushed to Ridhima, grabbed her and enveloped her in to a tight embrace. Slowly Armaan led them both to his bedroom, and things took a turn.
Ridhima dug her nails into Armaans back, as Armaan nibbled on Ridhima's earlobes, still moving inside of her. Armaan pulled Ridhima on top of him, as Ridhima softly, but so urgently planted several kisses all along his face, teasing him and taunting him. "Ridhima…" moaned Armaan. "Just kiss me already, god damn it. I want you so bad" Armaan still hadn't had enough of her, he wanted so much more of her, so much more. Ridhima kissed Armaan passionately on his lips, making Armaan gasp ever so softly.
Armaan positioned himself inside of Ridhima, sending a loud groan up her throat, "Armaaaaaaan, ahhh, more… harder Armaan, harder…" Armaan thrust himself in side of her harder, moving himself to the rhythm Ridhima and him were following. Their bodies were moving perfectly in sync, they were two bodies, but one soul.
Armaan came out of Ridhima and slowly crept up to Ridhima's neck, biting her hard, leaving a love bite causing Ridhima to erupt, driving her to the edge. "Armaan! You're crazy, absolutely crazy…" she said huskily as she took Armaan's face, and kissed him straight on the lips, harder than ever. Armaan could have never imagined that he would have his Ridhima, all to himself. Finally, after the past treacherous months, Armaan and Ridhima were together at last. No one could separate them now, he thought. "I love you, Ridhima. I love you so much. No one can take you away from me anymore" groaned Armaan. "I love you, Armaan. I really do" said Ridhima.
Waking up to a new morning, Ridhima looked to her left and saw Armaan sleeping with an absolutely angelic face. Ridhima held her self up on one arm, and kissed Armaan's forehead, and blushed at the thought of the night they had just shared. "I'm divorced. Finally, no more hold backs from society, from Papa, from Siddhant - from anyone." said Ridhima to herself. Before Ridhima could think any more, she felt soft lips kissing her eyes, then nose, then mouth. "Good morning, Mrs. Ridhima Armaan Basket Gupta Malik," said Armaan with a huge grin on his face, "Armaan, we're not married yet!" said Ridhima with a giggle, …but I do like the sound of my new name! I love you Mr. Armaan Malik. Forever, and always. I promise." Ridhima snuggled close to Armaan, as he enveloped her in a tight embrace. "I love you too, Baby, I love you too." said Armaan while slipping a ring onto Ridhima's finger. "I love you, Basket. Will you marry me?" asked a hopeful Armaan. "Armaan?! Of course. Definitely. You're mine! I love you, Armaan!" with that, they sealed the proposal with a soft but passionate kiss.
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