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After dinner, Aarvi stood in front of the mirror, in her bedroom, brushing her hair, her thoughts still lingering on the warmth of the evening with Darshil. She caught his reflection in the mirror as he walked toward her, his expression soft and full of love.
Admiring yourself, are we? Darshil asked
Aarvi smiled, rolling her eyes playfully as he came to stand beside her, their reflections side by side. His gaze lingered on her for a moment before he gently placed his hands on her shoulders.
Maybe... but it's hard to compete when you're standing right here. Aarvi said
He chuckled, stepping closer until their arms brushed, his warmth radiating into her skin.
You don't have to. You're perfect and best as you are. Darshil said
Without any other word, Darshil leaned forward, resting his head on her shoulder. Aarvi closed her eyes, feeling the weight of him, his presence made her feel soothing and comforting.
After a moment, he pressed a soft kiss on her neck, her lips warm against her skin sending shivers through her spine.
Aarvi inhaled sharply, her body responding to his touch.
He steps closer behind her, gently placing his hands on her waist, pulling her slightly toward him.
Leaning in, his lips brushed against the back of her neck, placing a tender kiss and then he bit her earlobe that sent a shiver down her spine. Aarvi closed her eyes again, her breath hitching as his other hand slid over her bare stomach, drawing her closer to him.
Darshil... Aarvi whispered, her voice a delicate mix of surprise and desire.
Shh.... Darshil murmured against her skin, his lips trailing softly kisses up her neck. He turned her slowly towards him, their eyes locking, and before she could speak, he lifted her gently in his strong arms, making her sit on the edge of the dresser behind her.
He looked into her eyes, seeking her permission, his fingers delicately brushing the edge of her blouse.
May I? Darshil asked
Aarvi felt the intensity of his gaze, and with a soft nod, she gave him her consent.
I am all yours to ruin. Aarvi whispered in his ears as Darshil pulled her closer. He brushed a strand of hair from her face and tugged it behind her ear. He leaned forward towards her ear, smelling her hair.
You are not to be ruined, you are to be treasured and worshipped. Your body is a temple, and I will worship every inch of it with my hands, lips, and soul. Darshil whispered in her ear, while his fingers worked slowly, unbuttoning her blouse and opening the blouse revealing her bra.
Then his lips found her collarbone, then moved lower to her cleavage, kissing every inch of her skin. A soft moan escaped Aarvi's lips as she melted into his touch. Darshil's lips slowly moved up towards her lips as he captured her in a passionate kiss, Aarvi reciprocating with the same intensity.
Slowly her fingers moved to the buttons of his shirt, unfastening them one by one until his shirt was fully open. With a swift, fluid motion, Darshil shrugged his shirt off, tossing it carelessly onto the floor.
The soft lighting of the room casts shadows over his fit, muscular body. His chest, defined and strong, was the kind of physique sculpted by years of hard work and discipline. His biceps bulged slightly as he moved, every muscle in his arms and shoulders rippling with strength. Aarvi's gaze traveled down to his toned abs, each line of muscle sharply defined. But her eyes lingered on the tattoo etched over his heart- the one that bore her name, a permanent mark of his love and devotion to her.
Aarvi's breath caught in her throat as she reached out, her fingertips tracing the lines of his tattoo. She leaned forward and pressed her lips gently against it. The moment her lips touched his skin, Darshil felt a sharp jolt run through his body, like a current of electricity, making his heart pound faster.
His muscles tensed for a moment, but then he let out a soft, shaky breath. As Aarvi pulled a few inches back, without saying a word, Darshil gently cupped her face, his thumb brushing softly over her lips. His touch was light, almost teasing, but it sent a shiver down her spine. Aarvi's eyes fluttered closed, her heart racing as she leaned into his touch.
Darshil's lips crashed against hers with a hunger that spoke of unspoken desire, as though he had been waiting for this moment forever. His hand tangled in her hair, pulling her even closer, while his other hand rested firmly on her lower back, drawing her body against his. The kiss was all-encompassing, each movement filled with raw passion.
Aarvi responded with equal intensity, her hands finding their way to his shoulders, gripping tightly onto his strong, muscular frame. She could feel the hardness of his chest against her, the heat of his skin, and it only made her kiss him deeper. Their lips moved in perfect sync, a dance of passion and need, as though they were both trying to convey everything they felt for each other's magnetic kiss.
A soft gasp escaped Aarvi's mouth as Darshil hooked her legs around his waist and carried her to the bed without breaking the kiss. He didn't stop there, instead he almost ripped off her bra. Opened her saree and his pants too.
He continued to kiss her feverishly, his hands gripping her hips tightly. He breaks the kiss to trail his lips down her neck, nuzzling against her skin.
Say you're mine. Darshil said in a low voice, his voice filled with desire
Aarvi tilts her head back, granting him better access as she moans softly. Her fingers dig into her shoulders, her body arching against his.
I... I'm yours, Darshil . Only yours. Aarvi whispers, her voice filled with desire.
Darshil's hands roam her body. He kisses every inch of newly exposed skin, worshipping her body like a religious experience. He looks into her eyes, his eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of her breasts.
He leans down, trailing kisses across her collarbone before dipping his head to take a nipple into his mouth. He swirls his tongue around the sensitive bud, sucking gently.
hands grip her thighs, parting them gently. He steps between them, his eyes locked onto hers.
Aarvi gasps and arches her back, pressing her breast further into his mouth. She threads her fingers through his hair, holding him to her chest. The sensation is overwhelming, and she can feel her legs trembling with anticipation.
D-Darshil.... ahh... Aarvi moaned
He trails his hand down her body, caressing her side, her hip, her thigh, before slipping his hand between her legs.
Aarvi's eyes flutter closed as she feels his hand between her legs. She's already wet, so ready for him. She spreads her legs wider, giving him better access. Her breath hitches as his fingers find her clit, rubbing gentle circles around the sensitive nub.
Ah... Darshil... please.... Aarvi moaned and whispered
Darshil then settled between her thighs. He rubs the tip of his erection against her wetness, coating himself with her arousal. He leans down to kiss her, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he slowly pushes inside her.
Aarvi nails dig into his back as she feels he entered her. She breaks the kiss, throwing her head back and moaning loudly. The sensation is intense, the pleasure bordering on pain.
Darshil hissed out a breath, but he didn't move until Aarvi's body adjusted to his size and her glimpse of discomfort faded. Only then he pulled out and pushed in. Her hips rise to meet his, pulling him deeper inside her.
He started slowly at first, then faster and deeper until he set a rhythmic pace. Aarvi's eyes fluttered close, but she opened them again when Darshil's hand closed around her neck, he continued the rhythm.
Keep your eyes on me. I want you to see who loves you, who worships you. Darshil said
Darshil, then buries his face in her neck, biting and sucking at her skin as he fucks her hard and fast. Aarvi's moans and screams got louder with each deeper thrust, her nails digging on his back, as she was claiming him.
That's like a good girl, scream for me Hazel. Let every fucking person hear who you belong to. Darshil groaned as his pace increased as he fucked her faster and deeper.
With the final thrust, he leans down to capture her lips, swallowing her cries as he finds his release after which he pulled out.
I love you so fuckin much Hazel..... Darshil said as he collapsed on her kissed her forehead.
He buries his face in her hair and Aarvi wraps her arms around him and she kisses his shoulder. Both of their heart racing, and were panting heavily.
Are you okay? Darshil asked, his gaze and voice soft and gentle.
Yes..... Aarvi said in a soft voice, her eyes filled with love. Darshil smiled and gently brushed his lips against her and then lay down beside her, pulling her in his arms.
The warmth between them was calming, and he ran his hand through her hair, gently caressing her. His voice was soft, filled with care.
Are you fine? Is anything hurting? Darshil asked, concern evident in his tone.
Aarvi smiled up at him, resting her head on his chest, her fingers gently tracing circles on his skin.
No, I'm fine. she replied softly, her voice filled with reassurance.
But as he shifted slightly, Darshil noticed something that made his heart skip a beat. His eyes darted to her lower body, and he froze. He saw a small stain of blood near her private area. Panic surged through him.
Hazel.... You're.... bleeding. Darshil whispered, his heart pounding. He sat up, gently pulling her along with him.
Aarvi looked down, realizing what he saw, and tried to reassure him, but Darshil was already on his feet.
Come on..... let me take care of it. Darshil said
Without waiting for her protest, Darshil carefully helped her out of bed and carried her to the washroom. He grabbed a soft cloth and ran it under warm water. Kneeling in front of her, he gently cleaned her private area with such care and tenderness, his every movement deliberate and soft. His touch was light, ensuring she felt no discomfort.
Aarvi watched him, her heart swelling with emotion. The man she once feared and misunderstood was now taking care of her like she was the most fragile thing in his world. His love and devotion were clear in every gentle touch, in the way he treated her with so much care.
When he was done, he turned on the warm water in the shower.
Letâs get you cleaned up. Darshil said softly
He leads her under the gentle stream. He washed her hair with delicate strokes, massaging her scalp as he worked the shampoo through her locks. Then, he moved to her body, his hands gliding over her skin, cleaning her perfectly. He made sure every movement was tender, never rough or rushed.
Once they were done, Darshil wrapped a towel around his waist. He then wrapped her in a fluffy towel, and without a word, he lifted her into his arms. Aarvi rested her head against his chest, feeling safe in his embrace. He carried her out of the washroom, gently laying her down on the bed.
He quickly dried himself off and wore a comfortable t shirt and trouser before coming back to her side. He helped her into fresh clothes and comfortably made her wear a nightgown, then handed her a glass of water.
Drink this. Darshil said, his words still filled with concern.
Aarvi took the glass, her eyes soft with affection as she looked at him. She could see how much her well-being meant to him, and it melted her heart.
Iâm okay, Darshil. You donât need to worry so much. Aarvi whispered, taking his hand in hers.
He gently cupped her face, his thumb brushing her cheek.
I can't help it Hazel. The thought of anything happening to you.... it's unbearable. Darshil said
Nothingâs going to happen to me. Iâm right here with you. Aarvi said
I love you so much.... More than anything in the world. Darshil said
Aarviâs eyes glistened with emotion. She leaned forward and kissed him softly on the lips, a silent promise between them. When they pulled back, Darshil pulled her into his arms, cradling her gently. He kissed the top of her head.
Are you sure you're okay? Iâll get the doctor if we needâ Darshil said but Aarvi cuts him off
Darshil, relax. Iâm fine. Aarvi said
Darshil wrapped his arms around her more tightly, feeling her heartbeat calm against his chest. He kissed her forehead once more, silently vowing to always protect her.
But the silence didnât last long. His heart weighed heavy with concern, and he couldnât hold it back any longer.
Hazel.... Darshil whispered
Aarvi hummed in response, her head nestled comfortably against his chest.
Iâm sorry! Darshil said.
Aarvi opened her eyes, shifting to look up at him.
I knew it was your first time, and I should have been more gentle with you⦠but I couldnât control myself. Iâm so sorry. Darshil said
Aarvi blinked, her gaze softening at his words.
Darshil, you donât have toâ Aarvi said but Darshil interupts
No....I should have been more careful. I donât want to hurt you. If you donât want me to touch you again, I wonât. I promise, Iâll neverâ Darshil said
Aarvi reached up, placing her hand gently on his lips to stop him.
Darshil stop.... You didn't hurt me. Aarvi said, her voice soft and gentle.
Darshilâs eyes searched hers, still filled with worry.
But there was blood, and Iâ Darshil said
Shhh..... Aarvi hushed him, shifting closer and hugging him tightly, her arms wrapped around him like a shield.
Itâs okay. Iâm okay. You didnât do anything wrong. I trust you Darshil, please don't blame yourself. Aarvi said
He held her close, still tense, unable to let go of his guilt. Aarvi buried her face in his chest, her fingers tracing small circles on his back. Darshil exhaled deeply, pulling her even closer, but the guilt still lingered in his chest.
I just... I love you so much. I never want to see you hurt because of me. Darshil said
Aarvi smiled softly against his skin, pressing a kiss to his chest, right over his heart.
You didnât hurt me, Darshil. Iâm right here, and Iâm not going anywhere. Just hold me. Aarvi said
Darshil wrapped his arms around her more securely, his heart finally beginning to settle. After a few moments of quiet, Aarviâs breathing slowed, and she drifted off to sleep in his arms, completely at peace.
Darshil looked down at her, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.
Iâm never letting you go. Darshil whispered softly, watching her sleep, his heart full of love.
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