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She tightened the grip on his hair and pulled. “Abhi!” she said.

He paused at her stomach and slowly moved up her body again. When their eyes met, his breaths were loud and his chest was heaving.

“I want you, Abhi,” he said.

He looked tense as though he was hanging by the thread too. “I’m going to give you relief soon—”

She shook her head vigorously. “No! I want you in every way. I-I… want you inside me.”

His eyes blazed as he watched her face. Despite the passion and raw desire she saw on his face, she also felt his hesitation.

“I don’t have protection. I don’t want to risk you—”

“I’m on the pill,” she said. “Take me, Abhi,” she whispered. “Make me yours.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, his expression changed. He let out a growl and kissed her again. The kiss was dark, possessive and passionate.

Her nails dug into his shoulders when she felt him settling between her thighs. With her heart pounding hard with anticipation, she waited for him to fill the emptiness deep inside her.

He broke their kiss to raise his head and looked at her. Then locking his gaze with hers, he slowly moved into her.

There was burning pain along with pleasure. He was huge. Despite being aroused, the pain threatened to overwhelm her. But he eased it and pushed away the thoughts of pain when he kissed her.

A surge of pleasure rose up inside once again. He swallowed her gasp as he continued to fill her. Soon, her insides clamped around him as he lay still, letting her adjust to his size. And by the time he began to move, she craved the pain along with the intense pleasure.

He built up a rhythm that drove her to the brink. She twisted and writhed underneath him as the surge of pleasure rose. Pressure built deep inside wanting to burst. She heard his rough grunts as he increased the intensity of his thrusts, driving deep into her and joining their bodies in the most intimate way.

Soon, she lost control. Her body shook as pleasure exploded from deep within. Crying out his name, she clung to him, clenching around him tightly from deep within. She felt his deep groan as he moved into her harder, losing control like her. Soon, he let out a roar, calling out her name.

She didn’t know how long their bodies shook together. But when she regained her senses, she saw her tormentor’s face looking at her with a look that shook her from inside out.

“You are so fucking beautiful. And you are mine.”

CHAPTER 33

The rest of the weekend exploded in passion. They spent every moment making love. Her tormentor made her lose all of her inhibitions. They made love outside on the porch and even on the sand while waves crashed against their bare bodies. In between, they ordered simple meals which they enjoyed eating together while talking about their childhoods.

She didn’t feel bad that their weekend together got over. Because even after the magical weekend, they spent every spare minute with each other.

Abhiram Simha broke into her room each night with dinner, but stayed the entire night.

Ava’s cheeks heated as she recalled how each morning she had to literally push him out of her bed, so she could get ready for the classes. But when she asked him to leave, he would kiss her, making her lose her mind and almost making her want to skip classes and remain locked with him inside her bedroom.

Good thing I’m on the pill.

Sheer attraction or teenage hormones. Whatever the reason might be, they couldn’t get enough of each other.

“Abhi!” she said breathlessly when he pushed her against a wall and began kissing her neck. They were inside a janitor closet where cleaning supplies were kept. She had been in the hallway when he caught her wrist and dragged her into the room. “Someone might come!”

Even as she said that, her hands went under his sweatshirt, touching and feeling his lean, muscled chest. He groaned when her hand slid lower.

“No one will come,” he said while pushing up her white dress. “Everyone is busy.”

She gasped when he held her hips and lifted her easily against the wall. She clung to him, her hands curled around his wide shoulders and her heart thudding violently in anticipation.

She didn’t have to wait long. The pleasurable burn and pressure when he thrust into her made her moan out loudly. Their joining was urgent as always. He drove into her repeatedly without a pause. Burying her face into his neck, she desperately tried to control her moans and gasps. But it was impossible.

She let out a loud cry when climax hit her hard. It was followed by his loud groan which she was sure could be heard outside.

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