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❝Pioneering the art of constructing love, my Kanmani.❞
Xavier teased her skin, slowly caressing her cheeks and her lips trembled.
❝You don't dare!❞
And he kissed her.
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When he had compromised his dreams and...
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She missed me. She so fucking missed me.
That was the only thought that captured Xavier's mind when he halted his car to the side of the road, unbuckled his seat belt, and turned towards her.
In a flash of a second, he unbuckled her seat belt and scooped her in his arms. He heard her scream in shock, her hands fisting the fabric of his shirt. He placed her over his lap as his lips crushed over her lush lips.
Heaven.
It had been tormenting to avoid her, to see her every day and not talk or not be able to look into her beautiful black eyes. It was a painful punishment that he had inflicted on himself and he definitely would have died if he had endured it any further.
She kissed him back slowly at first, savoring the heat of his mouth against hers. But soon, desire overwhelmed restraint, and she shifted atop him, straddling his lap with a newfound boldness. Her hands cradled his face, kissing him hungrily. He nibbled at her lips, biting her lower lip lightly before capturing her mouth in a hard, demanding kiss.
"Ah, Xavier..." she moaned.
One hand traced along his jaw, slowly gliding over the back of his head. Her small fingers tangled in his hair, yanking his head down sharply as her body straightened, her beautiful face hovering above his. He groaned in pleasure, meeting her gaze. They weren't just looking at him—they were devouring him, burning with a wild passion.
She mimicked what she had learned from him, dominating with pure, unfiltered desire. He ached to throw her down and take her, hard and fast, right there. But he held back, knowing better. She was new to this fire, untouched by the darkness of his desires, and he had to be patient, even as it drove him mad.
His right arm coiled around her waist, pulling her closer, while his left hand slipped into her hair. With one swift tug, he freed it from the band that held it captive, releasing a cascade of jet-black waves.
She broke the kiss, her wet lips glistening, holding that damned irresistible pout. She shook her head, and the silky curtain of jet-black hair cascaded down her back, a few loose waves framing her face, swaying like bells as she tilted closer.
Fuck, she's so beautiful.
She leaned in again, her lips finding the rough edge of his jaw, nibbling lightly, teasing him. His body strained harder, every muscle tense, every nerve screaming for her. He held her closer, almost desperate, as she returned to his lips, kissing him with the same hunger that burned in his veins.
