ch 66 WEDDING NIGHT
Aarav hovered over Ashiana, breath warm against her skin, his eyes dark but soft, full of something deeper than desire devotion.
His fingers brushed her shoulder first, slow, reverent.
he unhooks her blouse
The fabric slipped not harshly, not hurriedbut like he was unwrapping something precious, something treasured.
she gasped quietly, clutching the sheets beneath me as warmth spread up her neck.
"Aarav..." she whispered, half-shy, half-pulling him closer.
He didn't answer with words.
He lowered himself gently, his lips touching her collarbone first a soft, lingering kiss that made her eyes flutter shut.
Then another, just below it.
Then another slower, deeper traveling across her skin with a tenderness that stole her breath.
Every touch felt like a promise.
Every kiss felt like he was learning her, memorising her, worshipping her.
she curled her fingers into his hair, pulling him impossibly closer.
He looked up at her once only once checking, asking without saying a word.
she nodded, heart pounding, cheeks burning.
then he cups her both boobs.. gently first... then increasing her grip
her breath hitches her body arched
she moaned'' a..aarav''
then without a word he sucks her one boob with tongue teething her nipples with teeths
and squeezing her other one.
she gasps clutches his hairs.. he groans on her skin satisfidly
then he sucks the other one slow.. delibrate
then he drags her lips lips down her ribs to stomach
licking .. nibbing
then he licks her belly button
she moans'' aarraavvv..''
Aarav lifted his head just slightly from her bare stomach, his breath warm on her skin where he had just nipped her.
His eyes, heavy with desire and commitment, met hers.
He didn't speak loudly the words were a low, rough rumble that vibrated through the silence of the room.
He saw the residual shiver on her body, the flush of excitement that had risen up her chest, and the undeniable pleasure in her eyes.
"Did you like that? Let me do it again."
Before she could say something, his lips recaptured the spot more deeper more boldly
Ashina's voice caught in her throat, her hands tightening in the sheets beneath her, drawing him impossibly closer.
Aarav drags her lips down her body shiver beneath his touch.. he growls
"God, Ashiana, you are so beautiful. Absolutely breathtaking.''
ashiana smilles breathlessly '' Aarav... please dont stop...''
Aarav smirks ''never..''
then he Pauses at her legs
He trailed his hand from her her thighs to her downwards, his eyes fixed on hers.
His voice, thick with emotion and desire, was barely a whisper "I didn't know desire could feel so much like devotion. You are exquisite, ashiana. Every single part of you."
She smirks seductively boldly, Her toes trails down his bare chest, tilting his face slightly toward her.
Her voice was low, laced with absolute certainty"Then stop admiring and start earning your devotion, Aarav. I'm waiting."
Aarav's eyes flared, a look of pure, primal pleasure sparked by her challenge.
He didn't waste a second on words.
With a surge of raw strength that was entirely bold and possessive, he gathered her to him.
He pulled her upwards, hauling her effortlessly off the mattress and settling her directly onto his lap.
she gasps of sudden motion her hands clutched his shoulder for balance
The movement was a shift of power, placing her in a position of complete, thrilling vulnerability and control.
His hand immediately found the delicate silk of her panty.
There was no gentle handling, only an urgent need to close the distance between them.
With a decisive, tearing motion that sounded loud in the quiet room, he ripped the fabric away, discarding it onto the floor almost contemptuously.
He looked up at her, breathing heavily, the victory in his eyes unmistakable.
The moment the fabric was gone, the air crackled between them.
Aarav held her firmly on his lap, his gaze intense and unwavering.
demanding and affirming.
he pulled her hips close against his own, his voice a gravelly, possessive vow "You asked me to earn it, sweatheart. Watch me. From this moment on, you belong only to this feeling."
Ashiana met his challenge, the boldness radiating off her as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice breathless but steady, her desire overriding all shyness.
Her eyes darkened with fire, reflecting his intensity. "Good. Take what's yours, Aarav. I've been yours since the moment I said 'I do.'"
He began with agonizing slowness.
His fingers, heavy and knowing, moved with a deliberate, worshipful lightness.
He circled her clitoris once, twice, the movement so gentle and measured that it was more of a promise than an act.
He lifted his head just enough to watch her face, his eyes asking, 'Did you feel that?' He wanted her to feel every molecule of building tension.
A sharp, shallow breath caught in her throat.
The slowness was a sweet torment, a beautiful, stretched-out anticipation.
Her hands, which had been clutching his shoulders, trembled with the effort of restraint.
She was flooded with an intoxicating mix of vulnerability and burgeoning power, feeling entirely seen and desired.
Her lips parted, releasing a low, involuntary moan
Her sound was the signal he needed.
His expression darkened with fierce satisfaction, and the pace instantly accelerated.
His touch became bold, demanding, and utterly dominant, moving with a powerful, rapid rhythm that banished all thought except the white-hot sensation.
He was earning his devotion, pushing her swiftly past the brink of control.
The shift was immediate and breathtaking.
The sweet ache shattered into an overwhelming, delicious pressure.
She cried out, her head falling back as the world dissolved into sensation.
Her entire body arched, a vessel vibrating with exquisite feeling.
She was no longer just receiving she was being consumed by the passion, utterly unravelled in the safety of his arms
Just as the waves of pleasure peaked and Nisha's breath hitched the definitive sign she was about to surrender aarav made a sudden, bold move.
He smoothly and completely pulled his fingers away from her.
Ashiana's hips involuntarily thrust forward, seeking the lost contact, but finding only air.
She gasped, a raw frustration, her eyes shutter open to look at him, wide with shock and incredulous desire.
aarav held her gaze, a dark, utterly satisfied smirk playing on his lips.
His breathing was heavy, but his control was absolute.
He leaned in, his voice low, husky, and filled with challenging devotion
"Not yet, my love. That pleasure is ours, together. I want to see how long we can wait before we shatter completely."
then she frustatly '' Aarav.. this.. this not.. fare...''
He slowly brought his own hand up, still wet with their shared intimacy.
His gaze never left hers as he deliberately, boldly brought the finger that had just devoured her to his own lips.
He sucked the moisture from it with a low, appreciative sound, the act utterly possessive and provocative.
His voice, thick with a deep, dark rumble, was meant only for her ears
With a deep, guttural sound, he cupped her jaw, pulling her mouth to his in a fierce, punishing kiss that demanded everything.
Simultaneously, he lowered her back onto the pillows, his body following hers down onto the mattress.
The kiss was harder, deeper, and utterly consuming,
He crushed his body against hers, letting her feel the full weight of his desire, a powerful promise that he was ready to shatter completely with her
Aarav broke the kiss, sitting up , his eyes still smoldering with passion.
He reached down and, with a quick, decisive movement, slid his pants down and off, letting the garment fall heavily to the floor.
Ashiana's gaze was immediately drawn to the powerful sight revealed.
Her breath hitched, and her eyes widened in a moment of pure, raw awe at the sheer size and intensity of his erection.
Before she could fully process the sight or look away in shyness, Ashiana took control.
He reached out, his hand firmly but gently capturing her wrist, and with a confident, unwavering motion, he guided her hand to the base of his shaft, forcing her fingers to curl around his hardness.
He watched her face, his breathing heavy, his voice low and utterly dominant: "Look at what you do to me, ashiana. This is yours, too. Feel it. Learn it."
The heat and rigid texture against her palm sent a lightning bolt straight through her. Her voice was a barely audible, stunned whisper: "aarav... it's so big."
Aarav leans forward '' its yours only..''
she smirks and squeezes it harder
he groans and shuts his eyes
then he flips over him and squeezes again
Aarav groans harder his hands clutches her thighs
She lowered her head, opening her mouth around him, enveloping his thickness in a move that was both tentative and absolutely desire.
She began to suckle and draw on him, her movements gaining confidence with every passing second, tasting him fully for the first time.
A ragged gasp tore from Aarav's throat.
The immediate, wet heat was a devastating shock of pleasure, instantly short-circuiting his dominance.
He closed his eyes, his hands shooting out to grip the sheets on either side of her head, fighting the urge to surrender entirely.
The world narrowed down to the intense, rhythmic pleasure she was delivering.
Ashiana.. sweetheart... oh myy," he managed, his voice strained by the intensity, "You are unbelievable."
Aarav's hands, which had been gripping the sheets, now moved up to gently but firmly cup the back of Ashiana's head.
He shifted her position, applying the perfect amount of pressure to angle her head and mouth exactly as he desired, controlling the depth and rhythm.
It was a move of powerful, surrendered pleasure he was giving himself over to her, but guiding her action to maximize the intensity for them both.
"Yes... just like that," he grated out, his hips instinctively thrusting in a silent instruction. "More... that's perfect."
then he pulls her out from him and kisses her
He couldn't wait another second.
A deep, desperate roar escaped his throat.
In a swift, powerful motion, he flipped Ashiana beneath him, pinning her body to the mattress.
He positioned himself over her, already slick with their shared passion.
With a final, unstoppable groan of pure relief and raw need, he drove himself inside her in one deep, decisive thrust.
The collision of their bodies was hard and complete, a profound culmination of all the anticipation and passion.
He buried his face in her neck, holding himself deep within her as the world exploded around them. His voice was ragged with primal satisfaction
"Every touch of you is a blessing. You don't know how long I've waited to be this close."
With his initial, deep penetration, Aarav paused for a heartbeat, savoring the feeling of their complete union.
Then, he began to move, his rhythm becoming a forceful, primal dance deep and complete, a powerful expression of his release and devotion.
He started slowly, filling her completely with each stroke, his eyes locked on hers, ensuring she felt every ounce of his intensity.
she moans '' AAHHH.. A.. AARAVV..'' her eyes shuts close
The deep, rhythmic strokes were overwhelming.
Ashiana gripped his shoulders, her body instinctively meeting his powerful thrusts.
The air rushed from her lungs as the pleasure intensified, eclipsing all previous sensations.
Her eyes were half-lidded, glazed with ecstasy, her voice a strained, breathless plea"Oh, God... Aarav... I feel you, so deep... Please, don't stop!"
As the pleasure swelled, his movements became faster, driven by an urgent need to bring them both to the final edge.
She arched her back, giving him access to everything, her own internal contractions heightening the friction.
The intensity escalated dramatically.
Aarav's thrusts became deeper, harder, and relentlessly rhythmic, driving both of them toward the breaking point.
The power and depth of his movement shattered the last of Ashiana reserves.
The pressure built into an unbearable, exquisite peak, and she cried out loudly, a raw, uncontrolled sound that filled the room a noise of pure, complete surrender.
She arched fiercely beneath him, her whole body tightening in a final, powerful spasm.
Hearing her cry, feeling her body tighten around him, was the final trigger.
He let out a deep, guttural roar, his own climax hitting him with overwhelming force.
He buried his face in her neck, holding himself deeply inside her, his body trembling uncontrollably as he spilled his passion.
His final, desperate words were choked out against her skin, a mixture of devotion and utter relief"AHH.. Ashiana ! My love my.. sweetheart... I love you! I love you so much!"
He collapsed onto her, their sweat-slicked bodies joined, their frantic breaths slowly evening out as the powerful, shared aftershocks pulsed through them.
''fuck.. Ashiana'' he breathlessly.
The world blurred.
The room faded.
There was only Aarav his warmth, his breath, his hands, his love surrounding her completely.
The lights dimmed, the curtains swayed lightly in the night breeze and the rest of the night unfolded in whispers, soft laughter, trembling breaths, and two hearts finally becoming one
a night written only for them.