Part 36
Part 36
His lips migrated down to her neck, his warm breath and rough stubble tickling her skin, and her body erupted with goosebumps.
He pinned her on the wall and stared at her beautiful face. His chest pressed against hers, only their harsh breath filled the room. His hand got hold of her duppata, which he threw in some corner of the room.
She tried to hide herself by gasping loudly at his move, but poor her. The devil himself was restraining her with both hands in his one large one.
Lowering his face, his jaw rubbed against her soft skin, making her tremble like a dry leaf.
"Stop moving kitten," he whispered, licking her earlobe, then nipped her skin, eliciting a moan from her, making him even angrier.
His lips moved up to the side as he kissed her cheek, then the side o
