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The atmosphere was heavy, laden with sexual tension that you could almost touch. The desire in Arjun’s eyes was palpable, reflecting my own heightened arousal. The chemistry between us was like an explosive waiting to be ignited.
The swell of my breasts, full and rounded with perky, pink nipples, peeked out invitingly from the fabric of my top, which had ridden up slightly. They heaved with every breath I took, my excitement evident. Sensing his intense gaze upon them, I deliberately lifted my top further, allowing him an unobstructed view of their beauty.
Like a moth drawn to a flame, he leaned in, his breath warm against the sensitive skin of my décolletage. The sensation of his lips, soft and moist, making contact with the tender flesh of my breasts was electrifying. I let out a soft moan as he sucked on one nipple, rolling the other between his fingers. The exquisite pain of him biting down lightly had me arching my back, urging him to take more.
He complied, hungrily lapping at my breasts, alternating between them, sucking, nibbling, and biting, driving me to the edge of ecstasy. His hands, meanwhile, weren’t idle. One grabbed my hip, pulling me closer, while the other slipped underneath my skirt, fingers dancing over my wetness. The feeling of his fingers rubbing against me in rhythm with his oral ministrations was…
