𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐕𝐢𝐞

|29| Chapter

Before you dive into the chapter, I want to give you a heads up. The content ahead contains mature scenes (18+), and I want to ensure that you're comfortable with such content. If explicit content is not your cup of tea, I recommend you waiting until the next chapter!!

Those who are still continuing well my dear pervy readers, this chapter is for you all.🌚🤭
Get ready for a steamy ride! I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Happy reading!

Saanvi POV:

He continued kissing me as if his life depended on it. I had never experienced this kind of feeling in any kiss before. Well, it's not like anyone kissed me other than him; it has always been him.

But this kiss was something new, something more demanding, something more possessive. I didn't know why he left me alone in the morning, but I felt insecure. I knew he loved me, I knew he would not leave me no matter what, but that kind of overthinking took over. I came to some conclusions, so I cried at the thought of him dumping me.

"Concentrate, baby," he said, and I blushed, panting. In a very low whisper, I said, "The shower is still running, Aan." He replied, "To hell with the shower. Let's not get distracted now."

He dropped me on the ground slowly and started removing my dress very slowly and sensually. His fingertips lightly touched my naked body and I shivered.

I stood there in front of him with just a bra and panties, trying to cover myself. But he caught my hand, saying, "You're so beautiful, Vie." I lowered my head, saying, "But there are many scars on my body, Aan."

He kissed my forehead, said, "And that is what makes you special, Vie. I love you with all your scars and flaws, baby. And don't you dare hide your perfect body from me, okay?" I nodded slowly, and he chuckled, removing his shirt.

I was completely soaked in water, he lifted me once again, kissing me hard. This time, I couldn't keep my hands to myself, and I knew he was also losing his self-control. I could hear the shower turning off.

He slowly moved to the bedroom without breaking the kiss. In one swift motion, he threw me onto the bed and towered over me. I said, "Aan, the sheets will get wet."

He sighed, saying, "I know you're nervous, and this is your first time, Vie. But please trust me, will you?"

How did he know that I was nervous? Was it that obvious? Or was it because I kept saying random things?

I managed to give him a nod, seeing the amount of lust and love this man had for me in his eyes.

"You don't know how long I've fantasized about this moment," he said heavily, eyeing my naked body, licking his lips while he hastily removed his pants and my bra. "Or how many times I dreamed of having you like this, naked and desperate for me, baby."

His words made me more wet. We both always shared a connection like this; it had been there since day one, a type of magnetic pull that was hell-bent on bringing us closer to each other. It was so potent.

He said, "I'll try my best not to be rough, baby, but I won't make any promises." He kissed my lips and moved to my neck, attacking it with wet kisses. I whimpered at his touch. When he touched my soft spot, I moaned, and he bit me there. I moaned even louder. He slowly licked the place, saying, "The cute little sounds you make are making me so fucking hard, Vie."

He nipped at my skin and started going down and down until he took one of my nipples into his mouth while his other hand was squeezing my other one. "Oh fuck," I became a moaning mess. This feels so good.

I grabbed a fistful of hair as he kept sucking and biting my nipples, while his other hand got to work on twisting and pulling the right one. I moaned at the sensation it was causing. Once the pulsing between my legs couldn't be ignored any longer, I pulled him away from my body.