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Gaurav and Ankita lay entwined in bed, their bodies alive with newfound passion. They gazed into each other’s eyes, which reflected a mix of exhilaration and guilt. At this moment, their inhibitions fell away. The rush of their forbidden intimacy ignited a long-suppressed hunger within them.
Ankita’s fingertips traced delicate patterns across Gaurav’s skin, sending shivers down his spine. “Gaurav,” she whispered, her voice filled with longing and defiance. “Today, I want to forget everything else. I want to be with you.”
Gaurav’s gaze locked with hers, his heart racing. ‘How did we get here?’ he wondered, feeling a mix of excitement and uncertainty. “Ankita,” he breathed, his voice husky with desire. “I can’t deny how much I’ve wanted this. How much I’ve wanted you.”
Gaurav leaned over and kissed Ankita’s lips with passion. She reciprocated with equal intensity. Their naked bodies felt each other’s desire, a magnetic pull drawing them closer. Gaurav’s lips brushed her forehead, a tender kiss that made Ankita close her eyes.
He kissed her cheeks, tracing the curve of her face. Then planted gentle kisses on her closed eyelids, causing Ankita to shiver with intimacy. ‘This feels safe’, she thought, allowing herself to revel in the moment. Their lips met again, deeper and more passionately.
Ankita moaned softly, her back arching as she pressed against him. Gaurav’s kisses trailed down to her neck, lingering on her pulse point, then moved to her shoulders. Ankita’s body shivered, her skin tingling with every touch. She encouraged him with her moans and gasps of pleasure.
Gaurav’s mouth found her breasts, kissing and licking her nipples, making Ankita squirm beneath him. Her breathing became shallow, her body trembling with anticipation. He moved further down, kissing her navel and teasing her by licking her belly button.
Ankita’s hands gripped the sheets, her body writhing with pleasure. ‘I’ve never felt this desired,’ she thought, encouraging him with soft gasps. Finally, he moved down between her legs. Ankita, sensing what was coming next, spread her legs shyly, a smile playing on her lips.
Gaurav positioned himself at her entrance, pausing to look into her eyes. “Don’t tease me anymore, Gaurav. Please love me,” Ankita whispered, her voice filled with need. As Gaurav slowly entered her, she moaned. Ankita’s eyes welled up with tears.
He stopped, looking at her with concern. “Are you okay? Is it hurting? I can stop if it’s too much,” he said softly, ready to pull out. Ankita shook her head, her eyes shining with emotion.
“They are happy tears,” she said, her voice choking with emotion. “I have never felt so loved, so desired in the past year. Today, I feel alive again. Today, I feel loved, desired, and young again.” She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer.
Her body trembled as she held him, her voice breaking with the depth of her feelings. “You have no idea what this means to me, Gaurav. This past year, I felt like a part of me was missing, but now I feel complete. You’ve made me feel cherished and wanted like never before.”
Her tears mixed with a soft, joyous laugh. “Don’t hold yourself back, Gaurav. Do everything with me today. I am all yours.” Gaurav smiled tenderly, kissing her tears away. He began to move within her, slowly at first, then building up the pace as they both got lost in the rhythm of their love.
Ankita’s moans grew louder, her body arching and shivering with every thrust. She felt Gaurav’s love in every touch, every kiss, every movement, and it filled her with an overwhelming sense of joy and contentment.
“Harder, Gaurav,” she gasped, surprising him with the intensity of her request. “Don’t hold back. I want to feel everything.”
Gaurav, taken aback by Ankita’s wildness, increased his pace, driving into her with more force. Ankita’s moans turned into cries of pleasure, her nails digging into his back as she urged him on. “Yes, Gaurav, just like that. Don’t stop!” she cried out, her body meeting his thrusts eagerly.
Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, each sensation heightened by the deep emotional connection they shared. Gaurav’s kisses continued to trail over her body, from her forehead to her eyes, cheeks, lips, neck, shoulders, breasts, navel, and waist.
Each kiss is a promise of love and devotion. Ankita felt herself being consumed by the intensity of their lovemaking, her heart swelling with happiness. They reached the peak of their pleasure together, and Ankita felt an overwhelming sense of fulfilment. She held Gaurav tightly, whispering his name, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm.
Gaurav followed soon after, his body tensing as he felt his climax approaching. “Gaurav,” Ankita whispered, her voice breathless yet filled with urgency, “where do you want to release your love?”
Gaurav paused, his eyes locking onto hers, filled with a mix of love and anticipation. He took a deep breath, his voice hoarse with passion. “Where should I?” he asked, searching her face for an answer.
Ankita’s eyes shone with intensity, and her cheeks flushed. “Today and every time we make love,” she began, her voice trembling with emotion. “I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel your love inside me, to feel how much Gaurav loves me.”
She paused, her gaze unwavering. “I know it’s wrong, I know it’s forbidden, but I don’t care. The love I feel with you, Gaurav, it’s worth everything. Every risk, every consequence. I don’t feel guilty. I don’t care about the repercussions. All I want is to feel you, every part of you, inside me. Shoot your cum inside me, Gaurav. Let me feel every bit of your love. Let me drown in it.”
Gaurav’s eyes lit up with this new declaration of love, and a tender smile spread across his face. “Ankita, I love you,” he whispered, his voice breaking with emotion. He felt the waves of his climax overtake him, and he released inside her, his heart and soul pouring out with his love.
They lay together, wrapped in each other’s arms, the world outside forgotten. Ankita smiled up at Gaurav, her heart full. “Thank you, Gaurav. For making me feel alive again.” Gaurav kissed her gently. “I will always love you, Ankita. Always.”
As Gaurav and Ankita lay together, wrapped in each other’s arms, they eventually drifted into a peaceful sleep. A few hours later, they woke up feeling refreshed and happy. They decided to take a bath together, enjoying the warmth of the water cascading over their bodies.
They laughed and splashed playfully, the atmosphere filled with joy and intimacy as they gently washed each other. It felt like a perfect moment, a little world just for them. After their bath, they returned to the room, and Gaurav took the lead in helping Ankita get dressed.
As she stood in front of him, a smile spread across her face, feeling cherished and adored. Gaurav carefully hooked her bra, his fingers lingering gently, making her heart flutter. He buttoned her shirt with such care, his touch soft and reassuring.
Ankita had never experienced this kind of attention before; her husband had never helped her like this. At that moment, she felt like a princess, being treated with love and tenderness. Gaurav’s actions spoke volumes—he was showing her just how much he cared.
Each small gesture made her feel special, loved, and valued. At that moment, Ankita had a profound realization. These small gestures of care and attention made her feel cherished and valued in a way she hadn’t felt in years.
She understood that the love and joy she felt with Gaurav were not just physical but deeply emotional and fulfilling. This clarity hit her with a force that reinforced the emotional stakes of their connection. The risks they were taking suddenly seemed worth it. This love made her feel truly alive and appreciated.
When they were both dressed, they shared one final hug, holding each other tightly, savouring the warmth of their connection. They leaned in for a passionate kiss, a promise of more to come. After checking out of the hotel, they walked out hand in hand.
Their hearts were light, and their faces glowing with happiness. As they made their way home, a smile remained on Ankita’s lips, and she found herself grinning from ear to ear. She couldn’t help but think of the beautiful moments they had shared.
Gaurav was lost in thought, eagerly anticipating their next secret meeting. However, As Gaurav and Ankita approached their homes, reality began to set in. The bustling streets, the honking of cars, and the distant sounds of people talking contrasted with the peaceful intimacy they had just shared.
The environment felt starkly different from their intimate bubble. They realized they still had to face the challenges of their everyday lives and the complications of their situations. But despite the weight of those thoughts, they felt a spark of hope.
Their newfound love was a bright light in the darkness, giving them strength to navigate whatever lay ahead. Once they reached home, they got busy with their lives, returning to the routines and responsibilities that awaited them. The day passed in a blur.
Each of them carried the secret memory of their shared intimacy, their hearts still warm from the connection they had forged. Before sleeping, Gaurav picked up his phone, feeling an urge to check on Ankita. He typed a quick message, “Are you okay?”
The reply from Ankita shocked and surprised him. His heart pounded as he opened her message, revealing a one-time view photo she sent on WhatsApp. In the photo, Ankita was topless, her bare skin glowing softly in the dim light. She wore nothing over her waist.
Her curves were accentuated by the way she had covered her breasts with both hands, leaving just enough exposed to reveal the hickeys he had given her. Her eyes, captured in the mirror’s reflection, held a mixture of vulnerability and seduction that took his breath away.
Below the picture, Ankita wrote, “These hickeys are marks of your love, Gaurav. Although I feel a bit of pain, thank you for this pain. You will now be forever in my thoughts.”
Gaurav stared at the screen, his emotions swirling. The sight of her, so raw and open, combined with her words, hit him with an intensity that made his chest ache. He felt a rush of desire, tenderness, and a deep sense of connection.
The hickeys, usually a casual mark of passion, now seemed like sacred symbols of their bond. He could almost feel the warmth of her skin under his lips again, the way her body had responded to his touch. Her message was more than just a declaration.
It was a gift, a piece of her soul she had shared with him. He typed back, his fingers trembling slightly, “You’re always in my thoughts too, Ankita. Goodnight.” They wished each other good night and went to sleep. Both were sure that they would have an amazing sleep tonight after so long.
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