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He laid me on his bed, with my head propped up by soft, luxurious pillows. He climbed on top of me, sealing his mouth over mine. I breathed him in as our lips crashed together. My fingers weaved into his hair to pull him closer. I never wanted him to stop.

He trailed kisses down my neck as he moved lower, until his mouth found my nipple. He bit down on it through my clothes. I yelped at the pain but felt the familiar ache between my legs, begging to be relieved. He grabbed the neckline of my tank top with both of his strong hands and ripped it in half, all the way down through the hem. He pulled my exposed bra cups down under my breasts, smoothing his palms over my flesh. While his tongue massaged my bare nipple, his hands moved to the button of my jeans, undoing it with deft fingers.

He pushed off of me and stood in front of the bed. I longed for him to return and encase me with his warmth, but he began working my shoes and socks off my feet instead. He gave each one a gentle kiss as he revealed undiscovered skin. My breath hitched every time his lips made contact. Then he peeled my jeans down my waist. I pushed my hips up in a bridge, allowing him to slide them down and off my legs.

He stepped back from the bed to take in the sight before him—me, with my cotton bra around my ribs, bare tits ready for him, and my arousal soaking through my matching white panties.Why couldn’t I have worn something sexier tonight?I clamped my knees together to hide my pedestrian panties.

“Open them,” he commanded.

I did as he said, letting my knees fall apart, opening wide for him. His eyes shone with approval. Keeping them glued to me, he worked the buttons of his shirt and discarded it onto the floor. His chiseled abs and arms were ripped like stone.

He stepped out of his shoes and removed his socks, kicking them away. My eyes roamed to the deep V cut of his hips that pointed to the protrusion in his pants. He undid his fly and pushed them along with his boxers down to the floor, revealing his long, thick dick. So smooth and already oozing precum at the tip.Oh God.I licked my lips as the image burned my eyes—so hot, like the sun. My legs parted wider in response to what I was seeing. I could feel my wetness dripping down the sides of my panties.

He inched closer to the bed like he was hunting me down, guided by the scent of my arousal. Perching himself at the foot of the bed, he pressed my thighs down with his palms. He buried his nose into my panty-covered pussy, inhaling deeply. My breathing grew ragged with anticipation. He released his hold on my thighs. He caught the edge of my panties in his mouth and tugged them down, pulling them off with only his teeth. Like a beast ripping away flesh with its fangs. Everything he did was with raw animal intention.

He pressed kisses on my inner thigh until he reached my pussy. He licked my slit, causing my back to arch off the mattress at the shock of pleasure.

“You’re wet for me already,jaan,” he whispered against my folds before devouring me. The pressure building between my legs was so painful. I needed release. I wanted him inside of me. I grabbed his head with my hands and pulled his face up to mine, raising my pelvis to meet his.

“So impatient,” he said before he kissed me, letting me taste my arousal on his tongue. “If you don’t stay still, I’ll have to tie up those hands. Maybe you’d prefer that?”

I had never been tied up in bed before, but something told me I would love whatever he did to me. He had such control over my body.

He continued his torturous assault on my pussy with his mouth. He moved to my clit, sucking my nub between his teeth, and biting down. Pain flashed in my clit, causing me to cry out. He soothed the pain with his tongue, massaging it with gentle strokes. Blood rushed to my area, which only heightened my pleasure, to my surprise. His tongue lapped at my slit as his thumb took over massaging my nub in rhythmic circles. I felt my pelvic muscles clench. Sweat coated my body. My hands fisted his hair, holding on for dear life.

“Oh God,” I moaned loudly. My body convulsed in waves of pleasure as I found my release.

I lay limp on the bed, trying to catch my breath. I was in disbelief of what had just happened. I had never come so hard in my life.

Shyam rose from between my legs, his lips wet with my arousal. His dick was so hard that its vein protruded like it was about to burst. I had never been with a man who enjoyed going down on me as much as he seemed to.

He kissed the valley between my breasts before moving up to my neck. Small bites nipped at my neck. I felt my toes curl and my body tense with pleasure.How can I still be so turned on?

“We’re not finished yet,” he hummed in my ear and sucked my lobe. He moved to my mouth, abusing me with his kisses. His dick pressed into my belly, wetting my skin with precum. I slid my hand between us and stroked him. I wanted his wetness all over me. To mark me. His gaze went from confident sex god to heavy-lidded and in need of his own release. I fed off his desire for me. I relished pulling this controlled man over the edge with me.

“I need you, Shyam,” I breathed into his face. I hooked my legs around his ass to urge him into me. He couldn’t resist. I felt the head of his cock press into me.

“Wait! You’re not wearing anything!” I had almost lost myself in the moment and become irresponsible. I was on the pill, but we hadn’t talked about our sexual history.

“No. I want all of you,” he growled. Sensing my nervousness, he reassured me, “I’m clean. Are you?”

I nodded.

“Do you trust me?” his eyes probed me.

I do. “Yes.”

His dick pressed through my inner folds. He was so large that I tensed up as he filled me.

“Breathe, Amelia,” he whispered, coaxing me with a passionate kiss. I exhaled into his mouth and relaxed my muscles, allowing him to slide through my cream.

It was the first time I had had anyone in me without a barrier. The sensation was so much more intense than what I was used to.

He rested inside of me for only a couple of seconds, giving me a chance to stretch to his size before drawing out. Before I had a chance to mourn the loss of him, he slammed back into me with such force that the headboard banged into the wall behind us. He pumped into me faster, his balls slapping against my ass.

I felt my muscles tighten again. I couldn’t believe I was coming again so soon. “I can’t believe—”

I couldn’t finish my sentence before I exploded into pieces. “Shyam,” I cried out as my pleasure peaked.

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