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He gently touched her bosom with his lips. At this very first touch, Jhankar instinctively pulled him closer into her arms. Vikrant slowly took one of her buds into his mouth, while his fingers traced delicate patterns on the other. Jhankar tried to stifle her voice, keeping it trapped within her lips, but Vikrant was making it harder for her. With every kiss and every touch, he was pushing her beyond her restraint, making sure every attempt to hold back failed.
“Vikrant…”
Looking into her eyes, he smiles proudly as Vikrant changes positions. Jhankar could feel the tightness in her body growing more intense. And feel his hardness on her thigh. A sweet nervousness and strange restlessness tickled her and troubled her at the same time. Yet, beneath it all, there was a growing excitement, an eager anticipation for their union.
Jhankar holds his face and lifts it up so she can kiss his lips and show him her affection fully. But Vikrant immediately grabs both her hands and, using one of his own, pins them gentlyabove her head. Looking deep into her eyes, he says in a deep, commanding voice:
“Today is my day. I want to worship you…”
“What about me? I have every right to touch you too…”
He smiles at her bold reply. She pushes him onto the bed and claims his lips in a passionate kiss. Neither of them is fighting for dominance; instead, they are completely immersed in each other, savoring every sensation. As they kiss, it feels as though they want to spend their entire lives this way—lost in each other, expressing their love through every breath and every touch.
Vikrant, holding her face and kissing her cheeks, gently trails his fingers along her neck as he eases her back onto the bed once again and says to her,
"Not just me, even my entire life belongs to you now."
As he lightly caresses her every curve with the pads of his fingers, shaping them tenderly with his hands, it's as if he wants to carve her into his memory forever—as a beautiful moment etched deep into his heart and mind. Whether it's through the way he looks at her or by touching her and feeling every inch of her body against his own, he wants to remember her in every possible way. His lips slowly move downward, kissing her body as if he wants to leave his name imprinted on every inch of her skin. Vikrant kisses her stomach with deep reverence, slowly moving further down, when his eyes meet Jhankar’s, who is looking back at him with a strange nervousness. She slightly shakes her head, trying to stop him, and Vikrant, smiling gently, asks her,
“You really want to stop me…”
Jhankar, swallowing nervously, simply keeps looking at him in silence because she doesn't want toshe would rather not stopunexplainable nervousness keeps creating a strange tingling within her, something that is beautiful in its own way, yet makes her feel shy at the same time. She quickly bites her lower lip, and with that silent consent, Vikrant slowly places his lips on her vertical lips. A sharp moan instantly escapes Jhankar’s lips, which is more than enough to heighten Vikrant’s excitement.
His tongue relentlessly pushes Jhankar to the point where she can't hold back her moans even for a single moment. As she gently runs her fingers through Vikrant’s hair want to grab his hair to stop him, but like she didn't want to, she starts to plead in a desperate, breathy voice, asking him to stop.
“Vikrant… Something's coming…”
“Let it go, Jaan…”
Jhankar tries to force herself to open her eyes, but even that feels impossible. Suddenly, a wave of pleasure crashes over her, and she completely surrenders to it. Taking deep breaths, she tries to regain control of herself only to suddenly feel Vikrant’s fingers on her honeypot. She immediately opens her eyes and looks at Vikrant, who is smiling at her while rhythmically moving one of his fingers in and out. Just as her breathing begins to settle a bit, he slides in a second finger, his smile growing wider. Jhankar once again feels a knot tightening in her lower abdomen, causing her breath to become erratic as she writhes and calls out to Vikrant in desperation.
“Vikrant… I want you.”
“Okay, love…”
He immediately increases the pace of his fingers, doing everything he can, because he is so concerned about their first consummation. Suddenly, her entire body tightens again, overwhelmed by a different kind of heat—one that rocks herthrough waves of iwith waves of intense pleasure and euphoria, crashing over her.
Vikrant knows very well that Jhankar is almost completely ready for him. He immediately positions himself between her legs, wrap her legs around himself and begins to slowly, gently thrust inside her. But Jhankar suddenly grabs his shoulder and digs her nails into his skin, making it clear just how painful this is for her. He look at her and try to comfort by slowly pushing himself without giving her any pain, but it is impossible. Instantly, Vikrant seals her lips with his own, and with one firm motion, he enters her.
Jhankar wraps her arms tightly around him while biting his lips, and Vikrant, staying completely silent, gently strokes her hair as he holds her close, waiting patiently for her pain to ease. He, too, is in pain, but he knows that whatever he’s feeling is nothing compared to what Jhankar is going through. So he simply waits, focusing only on comforting her by hugging her. Jhankar slowly runs her fingers through his hair and brings his face in front of hers. Vikrant looks into her eyes and sees tears glistening at the corners. Just as he's about to say something out of concern, Jhankar places a finger on his lips and softly says,
"I'm completely fine… I love you."
She gently leans forward, kissing his eyes, then softly presses her lips against his while smiling and nodding her head. Vikrant understands her signal and slowly starts to thrust again. The pain is still visible on Jhankar's face, and it is also reflected on Vikrant's face, but gradually, the pain transforms into pleasure. With soft smiles on their faces, both of them remain lost in each other’s eyes.
Soon, Vikrant begins to increase his pace, and an overwhelming joy spreads across his face as the intensity between themdeepens. Jhankar and Vikrant are both lost in the ocean of pleasure, riding wave after wave, completely immersed in each other. Soon, they reach the peak together. Holding one another tightly in their arms, they collapse into an embrace, Vikrant falling onto her with a loud, guttural groan. Jhankar, clutching him tightly, tries to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling with deep, rapid breaths.
Vikrant looks at her face, and for a moment, it feels to him as if he has truly gained all the treasures of the world. Kissing her forehead tenderly, he wraps his arms around her even more tightly and begins to shower her with kisses again and again.
Jhankar, still not fully recovered from the overwhelming sensations, continues to respond to his kisses, sometimes with her eyes closed, sometimes looking into his eyes, kissing him back softly with every breath.
Both of them know, deep in their hearts, that sleep will likely not come to them tonight because neither of them wants to miss a single moment of this blissful night they’re sharing together.
CHAPTER 35
THEIR HAPPINESS
Jhankar, in her sleep, moves even closer to Vikrant, and he immediately kisses her on the forehead. As soon as she feels it, she smiles softly and, with her eyes still closed, says:
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