𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢- 𝐀 𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

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Third Person’s Pov:-

“Do you trust me?” he asked, his voice a mere whisper against her skin.

Her gaze softened, and though her voice failed her, she gave a slight nod.

That was all he needed.

His lips descended on hers, soft and hesitant at first, testing her boundaries.

Paridhi froze, overwhelmed by the new sensations flooding her.

But as his lips moved gently against hers, coaxing her, she found herself responding.

Her hands instinctively tugged against his hold, but he tightened his grip, pinning them firmly above her head.

“Stay,” he murmured against her lips, his tone leaving no room for protest.

Her heart thundered in her chest, her vulnerability exposed, yet she couldn’t deny the excitement coursing through her veins.

Abhimaan deepened the kiss, his movements becoming more fervent. He nipped at her lower lip, drawing a soft gasp from her.

Seizing the opportunity, he slid his tongue into her mouth, exploring every corner with an intensity that left her breathless.

Her fingers curling into fists above her head. He pulled back slightly, his lips brushing hers as he spoke.

“Don’t hold back, Pari. Let me hear you.”

Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, but she couldn’t hide the soft moan that escaped her lips when his hands began to roam.

One hand slid down to her waist, pulling her flush against him, while the other trailed down her arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

His fingers paused at the hooks of her blouse, teasingly tugging at them.

She inhaled sharply as the hooks came undone, her blouse slipping slightly off her shoulder.

“Maan...” she murmured, her voice trembling with a mix of shyness and anticipation.

He paused, his gaze locking onto hers.

“If you want me to stop, just say the word,” he assured her, his voice softer now.

But she didn’t.

Instead, she looked away, her cheeks burning as she gave the faintest shake of her head.

Encouraged by her silent consent, he let her hands go, and the next moment, her fingers found their way into his hair, pulling him closer.

He leaned down, pressing open-mouthed kisses along her jawline and down her neck.

She tilted her head back, granting him more access as his lips traveled lower.

Her hands tightened in his hair as he kissed the hollow of her throat, his teeth grazing her skin lightly.

“Maan...” she gasped, her voice barely audible as her senses were overwhelmed by his touch.

He kissed her hands before pinning them beside her head again.

His lips resumed their exploration, trailing kisses down her collarbone and to the curve of her chest.

Her breathing grew erratic as he pressed his palm against her blouse, feeling the rapid beat of her heart beneath his touch.

Her body arched involuntarily, a soft moan escaping her lips.

“Shhh Relax, Pari,” he urged, his voice husky with desire.

“It’s just you and me here.”

Her inhibitions began to crumble as his words sank in. She closed her eyes, surrendering to the moment.

His hand reached up to touch Paridhi’s cheek, and she quivered just by his touch.

Abhimaan couldn’t hold back anymore. Without waiting, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers.

The kiss was gentle at first, but soon it deepened, carrying all the emotions he had held back for so long.

Paridhi froze for a moment, her heart racing, but soon she gave in, her small hands reaching up to cup his cheeks.

His touch was warm, yet it sent a shiver through her. She lost herself in the kiss, unaware of how his hand had moved to her thigh.

When he gripped it firmly, she gasped softly, her body tensing at the sudden sensation.

“Maan…” she whispered, her voice trembling.

But the way his lips moved against hers left her unable to form a complete thought.

He took her gasp as permission to explore further.

Slowly, he slid his tongue along her lower lip, silently asking for entry.

Her lips parted hesitantly, and he deepened the kiss, tasting her sweetness.

Paridhi felt like her entire world was spinning.

Her heart pounded loudly in her chest, drowning out every other sound.

She clutched at him, pulling herself closer, even as nervousness coursed through her veins.

The way he kissed her made her feel cherished, yet at the same time, she felt a fire awaken within her that she didn’t know existed.

When his grip on her thigh tightened, she furrowed her brows, a soft gasp escaping her lips.

It wasn’t painful, but it sent a strange, electric sensation coursing through her body.

Her fingers gripped his shoulders, holding on tightly as if she might lose herself if she let go.

Abhimaan broke the kiss and moved lower, placing his lips against her navel.

Paridhi’s breath hitched as his lips brushed against her bare skin.

She shivered, her hands instinctively moving to cover herself, but he gently took her wrists, his touch reassuring.

“Maan…” she whispered again, her voice barely audible.

“Trust me,” he murmured, his voice soft and soothing.

Her eyes fluttered closed when he pressed a kiss just beside her navel.

She gasped softly when she felt his teeth graze her skin, followed by a gentle kiss that left her trembling.

His lips moved across her waist, leaving no part untouched, as if he wanted to memorize every inch of her.

Paridhi’s entire body felt hot, her cheeks burning from both embarrassment and the unfamiliar sensations coursing through her.

She bit her lip, trying to suppress the soft sounds that threatened to escape her.

When he moved back and lay down beside her, propping himself up on one elbow, she looked at him with wide, uncertain eyes.

He stared at her, his gaze intense yet filled with tenderness.

Slowly, he reached out, his fingers tracing a line up her arm, her shoulder, and then to the strap of her bra.

His touch was light, like a feather brushing against her skin, but it left a trail of fire in its wake.

“Pari…” he whispered, his voice deep and husky.

Her breath quickened as she realized what he was about to do.

When his finger hooked under the strap of her bra, she let out a soft gasp, her eyes widening.

Overcome with shyness, she instinctively moved closer to him, wrapping her arms around his waist and hiding her face in his chest.

He chuckled, a warm sound that sent butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

“Why are you hiding?” he teased gently, his fingers stroking her hair.

“I…I don’t know…” she murmured, her voice muffled against his skin.

He pressed a kiss to the top of her head, his other hand resting on her back.

She felt his fingers move higher, brushing against the clasp of her bra.

Her entire body tensed as she realized what he was doing.

“shh” he said softly, and with a gentle flick of his fingers, he unhooked it.

Paridhi’s breath hitched, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

She gripped his shoulders tightly, too nervous to move. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her shoulder.

The warmth of his mouth made her shiver, but his tenderness helped calm her racing heart.

“Shh calm down Rani sa” he whispered in her ear.

His voice was deep and soothing, and she felt her nerves settle slightly at his words.

The cool air brushed against her bare skin, making her shiver.

Instinctively, she brought her arms up to cover her chest, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Abhimaan gently took her hands, pulling them away as he pressed soft kisses to the back of each one.

“Don’t be shy,” he said softly, his gaze filled with nothing but adoration.

Her lips parted, but no words came out.

She simply nodded, trusting him completely despite the whirlwind of emotions she was feeling.

Abhimaan leaned down, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Then, he kissed the tip of her nose, each of her cheeks, and finally her lips.

His kisses were slow and deliberate, as if he was savoring each moment.

When his lips trailed downward, Paridhi tilted her head back, her eyes fluttering shut.

She felt his mouth move to her chest, leaving soft kisses that sent a wave of heat coursing through her.

Her fingers curled into the sheets beneath her, her breathing uneven.

“Maan…” she whispered, her voice trembling.

He looked up at her, his eyes locking with hers. The intensity of his gaze made her heart skip a beat.

He pressed his lips against her soft skin, his kisses growing bolder.

She gasped softly when he nipped at her nipple, the brief sting quickly soothed by his tongue.

Paridhi’s body arched beneath him, her soft moans filling the room.

She felt overwhelmed by the sensations, her heart racing as he lavished her with attention.

Every kiss, every touch felt like a declaration of love, and she found herself surrendering completely to him.

When his lips brushed over her sensitive nipples, she gasped, clutching his hand tightly.

He smiled against her skin, his lips curving into a smirk that made her heart race even faster.

“Open your eyes,” he murmured.

Her eyelids fluttered open, and she met his gaze. The intensity in his eyes made her stomach flip, and when his lips closed around her nipple, a broken cry escaped her lips.

“Ahhh…” she moaned softly, her body trembling under his touch.

He alternated between gentle sucking and soothing her nipples with his tongue, his touch igniting a fire deep within her.

With one hand, he cupped her other breast, his fingers teasing her sensitive nipple until she was lost in the sensation.

Paridhi felt like she was drowning in the overwhelming emotions he was stirring within her.

Her body responded to his touch in ways she didn’t understand, but she trusted him completely.

After a while, Abhimaan pulled back, his breathing heavy. He looked down at her, his gaze filled with tenderness and desire.

“Are you okay?” he asked softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

She nodded, her cheeks flushed.

“I’m…just nervous,” she admitted.

He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips, his touch reassuring.

“I’ll be gentle” he promised.

Her heart swelled at his words, and she smiled softly, her fingers brushing against his cheek.

Her fingers dug into his flesh as she gripped his shoulders tightly when he grabbed the hem of her shapewear and then removed it with her panty, the only cloth from her body leaving her naked.

He slides the strands of her hair behind her hair. Giving a kiss on her forehead he locked his hand with her then moved his body down.

She bit his lip, blushing hard as she felt his fingers touching her wet folds.

He smiled into the kiss before breaking it and placing his lips on her cheek.

“Ahh,” she muttered as he pinched her folds teasingly.

Pressing a gentle kiss on her forehead, he slowly slid a finger inside her, taking care to watch her reaction.

She gasped,

“Ahh,” her voice tinged with pain.

Tears slipped down her cheeks before she even realized she was crying.

She clutched his biceps tightly, seeking solace in his warmth.

His lips caressed her earlobe before sucking it. His finger froze there, letting her get comfortable.

He kissed away her tears, his voice tender.

“Shh, Rani sa. I’m just preparing you for what’s to come,” he whispered, caressing her cheek to reassure her.

When he added a third finger, she screamed, her body stiffening in response. Concern etched on his face, he asked softly,

“Pari, should I stop?” She shook her head.

Unable to meet his eyes, her face buried in his chest.

The pain was overwhelming at first, but slowly, it started to replaced by something more pleasurable.

Moments later, her cries turned to gasps of pleasure. Her head fell back onto the pillow as she moaned loudly.

Her skin stretched around his finger, making her feel sensations she had never experienced before.

The pain subsided, and she craved more pleasure. His face dipped into her neck as she moved her neck back.

His face dipped into her neck as she moved her neck back. His finger moved back and forth inside her.

Her hand raised to his hair, and she ran her fingers through it in response.

She cupped his cheeks suddenly, forcing his head up, then smashed her lips against his.

His heart raced at her bold move. He quickened his pace down to her core before sliding another finger inside her.

She moaned louder after breaking the kiss. Her hips started moving against his fingers. Her feet curled, and one hand gripped the bedsheet in a fist.

Suddenly, wild sensations left her body, and she felt calm by the release.

Her mouth parted to exhale-inhale while her chest moved up and down slowly.

She felt so out of energy that she spread her hands on the bed. She lazily opened her eyes to look at him.

She looked away timidly. Her cheeks warmed from blushing.

She gasped feeling his hot breath near her core. She gulped and exhaled softly as he pecked the inside of her thigh.

“D..don’t..”

She failed to string her words together when he put his lips on her wet folds.

She bit her lower lip, rolled her eyes back as she felt immense pleasure building inside her.

“Ahh....”

She moaned, gripped the sheet tightly as he parted her folds a little before sliding his tongue inside her core.

Her eyes filled up as she felt overwhelmed by emotions suddenly.

His beard pricked her skin as he sucked her down there.

She felt the urge to pull her thighs together but his head in between, is working like a barrier.

“Maannn!!”

She whispered as he ate her out. He placed his hand on her belly to stop her from moving much.

She dared to look at him by moving her neck up a little. It looked erotic- him, with head snuggled between her thighs and giving her the wave of pleasure.

“Mmmm... you are sweeter than my favorite dessert.” He whispered against her entrance, making her blush hard at his straightforward comment.

She dropped her head back on the pillow. It did not take her much to release.

Crimson formed on her cheeks as she felt him licking her down there.

He wiped his lower lip with the pad of his thumb then came up to her.

She opened her eyes as she felt him caressing her cheek.

“You want to continue, Pari?” Abhimaan whispered softly, his face just inches from hers.

“Yes,” she replied in a barely audible whisper.

“Are you sure? Because if it starts, it won’t stop,” he murmured, his eyes searching hers for certainty.

He needed to know if she was truly ready not just for the intimacy but for the love they were about to share.

It wasn’t merely physical for him it was deeper, more meaningful.

He didn’t want her words alone he sought her answer in her emotions.

“Yes,” she affirmed again, pulling him closer and kissing him with a mix of nervousness and trust, her eyes holding the certainty he needed.

Abhimaan kissed her forehead gently before pulling back.

Unbuckling his belt, he slid out of his pants, discarding them to the floor.

Paridhi’s gaze instinctively dropped to him, and she swallowed nervously, her eyes flicking back up to meet his.

“Eyes on me,” his voice came out firm yet tender, grounding her.

She obeyed, locking her gaze with his. Leaning down, he kissed her softly, a promise of care and patience in his touch.

“I’ll be gentle,” he whispered against her lips.

And she blinked up at him, trusting his words.

He positioned himself between her legs, spreading them gently with his knees.

The head of his length pressed against her entrance.

Paridhi squeezed her eyes shut as she felt him begin to enter her.

“Ahh!” she cried out, her body tensing at the sensation.

“Shh,” he murmured, stroking her hair to calm her.

“Relax, Rani sa. Just take deep breaths,” he encouraged her softly.

He gave a gentle push, sliding part of his length inside her, making Paridhi bury her face into the pillow.

With another careful push, he entered her fully, and she yelped in pain, her body tensing under him.

He leaned down, whispering soothing words into her ears, his voice soft and full of care as she adjusted to him.

When he saw the tears streaming down her face, he made the decision to pull out, but she held him firmly in place.

“You can move,” she said, meeting his gaze with a quiet determination.

“We can stop we’ll do this another time,” he began.

But Paridhi interrupted him, holding him tighter.

“Please,” she whispered, her plea leaving no room for doubt.

He stared into her eyes, searching for any trace of hesitation but found none.

Unable to resist, he slowly started moving. She clutched his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as her breaths became ragged.

Her anklet jingled faintly as she moved her leg, the sound echoing softly in the room.

Abhimaan thrust deeper, his movements slow and deliberate as he buried his face in her neck, leaving tender kisses along her skin.

The moonlight spilling through the window illuminated her face, casting a soft glow over her features.

Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as he kissed her collarbone and trailed down to her cleavage.

Her gasps and moans filled the dimly lit room, blending with the rhythmic creak of the bed.

As she relaxed, he increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder, making her body tremble beneath him.

Paridhi held him tightly, her walls clenching around him, sending shudders through his body.

He groaned deeply, his movements more fervent as her cries grew louder.

“Maaannn,” she moaned, his name leaving her lips in a breathless voice that sent a surge of desire through him.

Her voice, laced with both pain and pleasure, only spurred him on.

He nibbled on her neck, his hand caressing her breast and teasing her sensitive nipples, making her arch her back in response.

The way she whispered his name, the way her body responded it was intoxicating.

Her nails scratched at his back as he thrust harder, hitting her sensitive spot and drawing louder cries from her.

She curled her toes, her body surrendering entirely to him.

When she finally reached her high, her body shook uncontrollably.

Abhimaan followed soon after, groaning deeply as he released himself inside her.

Both of them stilled, their breathing heavy, their bodies slick with sweat.

He propped himself up on one elbow to avoid putting his full weight on her, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

Her eyes remained closed, her lips parted as she tried to catch her breath.

He pressed a kiss to her forehead, then her shoulder, his touch tender and filled with love.

He could see how exhausted she was her lips swollen, her sindoor slightly smudged, and beads of sweat dotting her forehead.

Yet, she looked breathtaking.

The sight stirred something within him, but he held back, knowing she needed rest.

Carefully, he pulled out, the sound almost echoing in the quiet room.

He kissed her forehead and covered her with the blanket.

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