His hands glided from my calves up my thighs, caressing every inch before settling at my waist. His hand was large; when he lifted my waist slightly, my senses slipped away completely.
My waist chain rang loudly.
My legs numbed as he pulled back slowly, then pushed in again.
I shivered as he pierced me with controlled smoothness and painful slowness, making me feel every single bit of him. The room faded into darkness; despite the dim light, I could see nothing but him. Emotion became my sight.
He thrust into me three more times in the same measured rhythm. I was drenched in the wetness of lovemaking.
He kissed my feet again, then gently parted my legs and hovered over me once more.
I wrapped my arms around him instantly, pulling him into a passionate, open-mouthed kiss. My hands slid down his back as far as I could reach.
He lifted one of my legs around his waist and began thrusting slowly.
His hips moved in slow, circular motions, digging into me, breaking me apart and gathering me again with every movement.
I was breaking from the sweet pain and collecting myself in the warmth and pleasure of his presence inside me.
I never knew a man could make me feel like this.
It was beyond understanding or explanation.
He was perfect.
Our breaths tangled wildly. Our lips stayed over each other. Our eyes locked as our bodies moved in rhythm, seeking only each other.
I had lost myself completely in him.
He reached depths within me, even if it ached and stretched me apart, and he did it all.
He pushed deeper, penetrating fully.
My moans turned intense, sweetly painful. His thrusts remained minimal, focused on depth, digging himself into me as my body aroused further, growing wetter.
Sweat beaded across my forehead. My mouth filled his with deep, breathless moans.
“Kun—”
He pushed harder, swallowing my words.
“Yes… that, Agastya… deeper…” I moaned into his mouth, pulling him closer, and my fingers dug into his back and biceps.
He bit my lip and pushed himself impossibly deeper.
I felt him throbbing inside me, growing even more. His piercing hit a place I couldn’t name.
It was too much.
I shattered beneath him, releasing and shaking violently as my body gave in completely.
I panted hard as he thrust again, shuddering me all over again. My legs trembled, and the sound of my anklet bells filled the chamber.
Oh, my goodness.
Is this really me?
When the haze thinned, even if only slightly, I looked into his eyes. His lips were trembling. Without thinking, I leaned forward and pressed my mouth to his, kissing him deeply.
