Fated To Be One (Unedited)

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{third person's pov}

Garv's low voice dripped with desire as he spoke, his body pressing against hers as his hands roamed over her curves.

"You're driving me crazy in that dress," he murmured, his lips hovering near her ear. "Every inch of you is intoxicating, and I can't get enough."

Her eyes cascaded down on his compliments, her smile never leaving for a second.

She hugged him back listening to his heartbeat, her body calm and her resting on his chest.

"You have no idea what you do to me, berry," he whispered, his voice low and tender."When you look like that, so beautiful, I can't control myself around you."

"Who's asking you to control?" She spoke, her voice a low whisper. The room was too silent but the air felt comfortable.

Garv chuckled softly at her words, his hands roaming over her back in a soothing gesture.

"You make it damn hard to control myself, berry," he admitted, his voice still low and rough. "I just want to hold you close, to touch you every single way possible. It's like you have this power over me, and I can't resist it."

"Uh huh, is it?" She asked, breaking the hug and looking at his face, locking her eyes with his. His eyes showing passion and possession for her.

He took in her features, the way her hair framed her face, the way her smile curved up, and the way her body looked in that dress. He wanted her, all of her, and he felt a primal urge to claim her, to make her his and his alone.

"You know damn well it is," he said, his voice gruff with desire.

"Then what are you waiting for, husband?" She huskily whispered into his ears, her one hand on his neck caressing his Adam's apple with her thumb. her hand on his neck sending a shiver down his spine. Her touch on his adam's apple, gentle yet possessive, only fueled his desire further.

Garv's control snapped. He couldn't resist her any longer. His hands on her hips tightened as he pulled her closer, pressing her body against his. He leaned down, his lips hovering over hers for a brief moment before he claimed her mouth in a passionate kiss.

Ishika's one hand immediately coiled around his neck pulling him closer, while her other hand clutched his arms feeling his biceps. The kiss is passionate yet fast. She could feel him devouring her lips.

Their bodies meshed together, and in a swift move, he lifted her up and carried her to the bed, gently laying her down on the soft mattress. Their lips never broke apart as they fell onto the bed, his weight pressing down on her as he continued to kiss her with an almost desperate hunger.

Ishika's hands roamed on his body unbuttoning his shirt, still in the kiss her breath getting uneven as she struggled to breath.

He broke the kiss for a moment, breathing heavily as he looked down at her, his eyes darkened with desire.

"You're driving me mad," he muttered, his voice husky with need. "If not me, then who will love?" Ishika asked, opening all the buttons of his shirts, struggling to remove his shirt.

He lifted himself up slightly, helping her remove his shirt before tossing it aside. His chest was bare now, revealing toned muscles and tanned skin.

"No one else, sweetheart," he said, his hands roaming over her curves."You're the only one I want, the only one who can drive me this crazy with just a touch."