Armaan’s breath caught in his throat as he looked at his Abhira. She looked breathtaking in the soft warm glow of candles. Her sweat-stained face, her heavy breathing, her disheveled hair, everything came together to make her look like a sensual goddess. Armaan was in awe of her stationary ki dukan as he took in her spectacular form. She whimpered when he ran a digit from her forehead down the valley between her mounds to her wet core.
“Sshhh!” Armaan reassured her with a gentle hand.
He placed a soft kiss on her throbbing lips before shoving his tongue inside her warm cavern. She tasted exquisite, with a hint of vanilla. He played with the softest part of her stunning body as she clutched the satin sheets with all her might. The sweet torture that began as a game of dominance was now becoming unbearable for her. She arched, giving him more access but Armaan was not giving up!
“Armaan! Please!” Abhira pleaded, her voice, a mere whisper now, all trace of her confidence gone.
“Not before you say it!” Armaan was equally adamant, though he was also on the verge of giving up.
“I won’t Armaan and you know it.” Abhira tried to instill some kind of firmness in her rejection.
“Please?” Armaan was the one now pleading as he ran his pink tongue over her naval.
Abhira shivered as desire shot through her like wildfire,unable to hold onto her resolve any longer she gave in.
“I will never ever disobey you Sir! I am sorry for not listening this time Armaan Sir! Please forgive me and punish me in any way Sir.”
A huge grin broke his desire-filled face…
Just a teaser.. May delete later.. Or may turn into an OS..
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