Her body trembled under his mouth, her nipples wet from his kisses, her moans filling the air. She wanted more, needed more, and this time she wasn’t shy. She pulled his face up, kissing him hard, her tongue urgent against his.
When they broke apart, her lips brushed his ear. “Take off your shirt,” she whispered, breathless, commanding and begging all at once. “I want to feel you… all of you.”
His eyes darkened, a groan slipping from him as he obeyed. The shirt came off in one swift motion, his chest bare, warm, trembling with the force of his heartbeat. She touched him instantly, palms sliding over his skin, fingers tracing the lines of muscle, making him shiver under her touch.
“More,” she whispered again, her hand moving lower, teasing him through his pants. He could barely breathe. She smiled at the way he shook, then tugged at his waistband. “Take this off too… I want you.”
His breath broke, heavy and wild, as he stood just enough to strip away the last barrier. When he lowered himself back onto her, naked, pressed against her body, her eyes widened, heat flooding her everywhere.
She arched into him, her kameez already off, her bra discarded, only her bottom left between them. His hands slid down, hooking her clothing, slowly pulling it away, revealing her inch by inch.
When she was bare at last, their bodies pressed skin to skin, hot, trembling, unstoppable. He kissed her again, deeper, harder, as though he could never get enough.
When they broke apart, her lips brushed his ear. “Take off your shirt,” she whispered, breathless, commanding and begging all at once. “I want to feel you… all of you.”
His eyes darkened, a groan slipping from him as he obeyed. The shirt came off in one swift motion, his chest bare, warm, trembling with the force of his heartbeat. She touched him instantly, palms sliding over his skin, fingers tracing the lines of muscle, making him shiver under her touch.
“More,” she whispered again, her hand moving lower, teasing him through his pants. He could barely breathe. She smiled at the way he shook, then tugged at his waistband. “Take this off too… I want you.”
His breath broke, heavy and wild, as he stood just enough to strip away the last barrier. When he lowered himself back onto her, naked, pressed against her body, her eyes widened, heat flooding her everywhere.
She arched into him, her kameez already off, her bra discarded, only her bottom left between them. His hands slid down, hooking her clothing, slowly pulling it away, revealing her inch by inch.
When she was bare at last, their bodies pressed skin to skin, hot, trembling, unstoppable. He kissed her again, deeper, harder, as though he could never get enough.
by WordWeaver & WebWeaver September 17, 2025
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