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He bit her hungrily,while untucking her saree pallu,as he looked at her, removing his blazer,he throw on chair behind him.

Untucking plates of saree from waist,he removed it.

"It's hard to wear saree" She admitted.

" I will help you" He muttered kissing her shoulders and neck.He rolled her petticoat at her waist, removing her innerwear, without any warning,he inserted his finger,her hand clutched his shirt.

He shift his hands to her thighs ,she gasps softly arms wrapping around his neck.

This time she kissed him desperately ,his hand reaching to his belt opening it and button it goes down around his ankle her bare legs wrapped around his waist and removing his boxers too.He pulled her more closer by hips, rubbing his erection on her clothed core,which make her throw her head back with a whimper.

Aryaman lose it.

His mouth finding the biens from his lips on her neck.He suck it hard enough to make her moan.

Her breath stuttering,legs tightened around him .as she took his name in most sensual way- Aryaman.

He easeup with wet kisses over the red mark he left on her neck, soothing it before I placed a another kiss hungrily.

He pushed her slightly made her lean back on the table,as she supported herself with her elbows looking him.

He lean down slowly sitting down, leaning his hands closer to her core, removing her innerwear too in one go,he dipped his face on her core, nibbling it.

Her hands reaching his shoulders to scratch.He runs his tongue around me as her thighs squeezes.His tongue lapping at her folds, tracing the edges of entrance , flicking against her throbbing clit.She couldn't hold herself,she exploded a little with a whimper,him sucking every inch of her.

He slipped his two finger around her, inserting it with a rhythm pace not mercy.

And soon it is replaced with his cock,no asking,just pushing himself in her,as she moans louder.His hands grabbing her bossoms tightly. He leaned forward on his palms hovering her with rhythmic pushing only increasing his pace,he holds her ankle taking her toe in his mouth,he put her leg on his shoulder, grinding himself in her.

He flipped her,her bossoms touching the cold glass of table,when he pushed himself again in her,just rhythmic pace..Not stopping.. claiming marking her to him.

The tension grew,urging for a release,he moved his pace more and finally releasing himself in her..They cleaned themselves.

"Help me..to wear saree" She said as she took her saree.

" I only know how to remove"

She glared him,but he only kissed her.

" I still hate you" She said.

" I love you too baby" He winked .

And for the first time since she walked in, the tension between them shifted… not into a battle—

But into something far more dangerous.