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Aarvi looked at him with a sad pout as he wore his black suit jacket over his t-shirt.

“Do you need to go?” She asked, she did not have a nice feeling about all this. He had never been out this late before.

“It's Neal, he needs my help with something, I have to go, we have the pitch tomorrow, Adaa,” he said in a serious tone. He had left everything to her, but he could still sense the doubt in her voice sometimes.

She does not trust him fully and that seems fine because he does not trust himself either. He does not know when a situation will come where he will need to be back to his ways.

But that will only protect his Adaa, his Aarvi.

Otherwise, he will break his promise to her ever again.

“Don’t step out of the apartment, I will be back in 2 hours at the most and will call when I am before the door. Don’t open the door for---“

“Anyone,” She completed his sentence as he smiled.

“I know Ansh, you give me these instructions every time you are about to leave for work as if someone will walk through that door and shoot me,” She said, but Anshuman glared at her.

She immediately turned silent, “What have I told you about speaking of death?” He asked, taking small steps near her.

“To never… never say those words,” She replied, taking deep breaths, their proximity was affecting her thinking abilities.

“And what did you do?” He asked, his fingers reaching for her bra strap. She was just in her bra and shorts. She never wore proper clothes with him unless they were going outside.

“I said the words,” Her voice was not above a whisper.

“Yes, “

“You see princess, you have been a really bad girl,” he said, taking off his jacket as Aarvi took slow steps away from him. Seeing him taking control was something she loved and feared at the same time.

Anshuman walked towards her and she walked back till her back hit the wall. The intense eye contact was enough to rage their breaths as he stared at her lips, taking his time in enjoying her fear and excitement.

He let his fingers caress the skin of her arms before he slowly moved to her collarbone. A shiver went down her spine as she closed her eyes for a moment.

His hand wrapped around her neck as she gasped and opened her eyes; his dark ones stared back at hers.

“Ansh,” She uttered his name, but he tightened his hold a little more on her neck, but not enough to hurt her but give her the taste that he had all the control over her body, soul, and mind.

She was his!

Ansh did not waste another second as he turned her around and let her butt feel his raging hard-on. Aarvi smiled to herself. She had that effect on him.

He rubbed it between her ass-cheeks as she gulped.

The wetness between her legs with the throbbing was not helping at all; she felt the need to have him, but as soon as she pressed her butt back to his front, he pulled himself away and held her hair in a punishing grip.

“Bad girls do not get my cock,” he whispered, biting her shoulder as the throbbing increased.

“Teach me a lesson, sir,” she said seductively as her eyes filled with lust. Her throat ran dry from hunger in his eyes as he held her small waist.

“Strip!” he ordered as her pussy throbbed.

Standing at a distance from her, he let his eyes drink her nakedness as she lowered her eyes, her cheeks reddened with the amount of shyness she felt.

“Ansh,” She called his name as he stared at her.

“I am waiting,” he said, taking a seat on the couch. This was not fair, she was about to get all naked and he was still very much clothed.

“The lights—“

“Will stay,” he cut her off in between before she could demand anything. They had always done everything in the dark, and she never allowed him to see her there or anywhere.

It was shocking how she would become a freak in lust but still be shy. The rear and deadly combination always set him off the edge.

She licked her lips as she stared at him; he knew she wanted this as much as he did, they had waited long enough for him to have a glance at her.

Aarvi shivered as she pulled the long t-shirt off her body and left it on the floor. Ansh took a deep breath as he saw his breasts caged in the black bra.

Aarvi was not meeting his eyes when she pulled off the pajama pants down her legs, only to reveal the red thong she had been wearing.

“Fuck!” She was beautiful. Ansh could not understand how she was not confident about her body till now.

He stood up and pulled her body to his; his big hand settled on her sexy waist as he looked at her; her dark hair pulled into a bun which he had been pulling a few minutes ago.

“You look so beautiful Adaa,” he whispered against her lips before he pressed his to hers, not even giving her a moment to adjust to his roughness. He let his hands roam on her back as he kissed her hungrily.

Her hands went to the edge of his t-shirt, he took a moment and pulled it off his hulk-like body. Not only him, but she was also seeing him naked for the first time.

She had felt him hundreds of times. He had also kissed every inch of her skin but this time. It was new for both of them. They were confessing their love to each other in their twisted way.

“Ansh,” She moaned his name when lips traced her neck; she could feel goosebumps rising; the fact that he was seeing her was making her so turned on.

He was about to undo her bra when he pulled away and made some distance between them. Aarvi frowned as she looked at him.

‘Did he not like me naked?’ she could not help as the thought ran through her brain. She tried to hide the pain but it was very visible in her eyes.

Ansh sat on his knees on the tiled floor as he held her hand before she could walk away. From her blurry vision, she looked at him.

“Adaa,” he said, the name he always called her. His Adaa.

Anshuman took a deep breath as he stared into her eyes; he had waited for this moment all his life, “Adaa, there is something in my pocket, can you help me take it out?” He asked in his usual rough voice as she shivered.

Nodding, she sat on her knees as well before she put her hands in his pockets; her nakedness still bothering her.

Her breath stuck in her throat when her hands came in contact with something cold; Aarvi looked at him as he nodded.

Aarvi pulled it out as her eyes fell on the most beautiful set of rings she had ever seen.

“You are the reason I breathe Adaa, you are my sanity, you embrace the devil in me, the evil in me, and still look at me as if I am filled with light,” Aarvi gulped as she looked at him, and then at the rings in her hands.

“I know your family’s approval means a lot to you promised. These are just our promised rings, with the sign of infinity,” he took the smaller one from her hand and held her left hand in his.

“I… umm…” He did not know how to ask it away; his face gave away the cutest hot look she had ever seen, no words were needed when she held his hand and straightened her fingers for him to put a ring on it.

He could chain her and she still would not complain. She loved him to hell and back.

Her eyes shined as he finally made her wear the ring; she never thought one day they would be in such an intimate position and he will make her wear the ring, but it happened.

She smiled at him as she made him wear the other ring; he breathed as she finally put the ring on his finger. He kissed the ring as her cheeks turned red.

“You have me chained, Adaa,” he said as she gulped.

“Swear on the devil?” she asked as he smiled.

“Swear on the devil,” he replied before he pulled her to his lap; his lips found their backs to hers as she kissed him back with equal passion.

“Undo it,” he said as he let her hands on his pants; he was insanely hard on her.

Aarvi bit her lip as she looked at him with anticipation and pure lust in her eyes; she did not shy away as she pulled the button of his jeans from the buttonhole. Aarvi took a deep breath before she pulled down the jeans along with his boxers, revealing his cock that was waiting to be freed.

Aarvi licked her lips as she stared at his manhood. She was about to go down on him but he held her hair and pulled her mouth to his.

“Not today,” he said as she whined in the kiss. He let her straddle his legs as she sat on his manhood, the only thing separating them now was the piece of cloth covering her pussy.

“Ahhhh,” Aarvi moaned into the kiss as his hands went over her body, sending sensations down her spine. She rubbed herself over his clothed manhood as he held her ass cheeks in his big palms.

“Fuck, adaaaa!” he groaned as he pulled her even closer if that was possible.

“What are you willing to do for me?” he asked as he pulled her head by her hair; Aarvi bite her lip as she felt even more wetness slide down her thong; she was soaked by him. She wanted him so badly.

“Anything, Sir,” She said, rubbing herself on his manhood even more, he was naked while she still had her lingerie on.

His hands went to her ass cheeks as he spanked her butt harshly, “Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh,” A loud moan escaped her lips as her nails dug into the skin of his bicep.

“Count and thank me for spanking you,” he ordered as she nodded.

Spank!

“Oooooneee, thank you, sir,” She moaned as his hands rested on her ass her cheeks. She was sure just after two spanks her butt was red. The pain was turning her on even more as he felt her release even more wetness.

“Take it like a good girl,” he said as he spanked her butt even more harshly this time. A loud cry escaped her throat as she looked at him in pain and pleasure.

“Aahhhhhhhhhhhhh, twooo, th-thnak you, sir,” her voice heavy with pleasure as she ground her clothed pussy to his manhood.

If possible, Anshuman felt himself turning even harder, this girl was going to be the death of him.

He let another spank land on her ass. This time she bit her lower lip so hard that a tear escaped from her right eye.

“Four *pant* *pant*, thank you *pant* sir,” She said as she panted in between. Anshuman could not control himself as he let his fingers travel to her thongs only to find them soaking wet.

“stand up and strip it off,” he ordered as she stood up with her wobbling knees, her legs felt like jelly as she looked into his eyes and then at his manhood.

She bit her lip, closing her eyes for a moment before her hands went behind her back to open the hook of her bra.

It dropped down her boobs the second she unhooked it; She let out a shaky breath as she looked at him; his eyes full of lust and adoration.

“your thong as well,” his raspy voice was such a turn-on for her as she let her fingers down her sexy waist and into the thong before she slid it down her legs; it polled near her knees as she bent a little to put them away.

She was standing all naked in front of him and he was watching her, he was watching every part of her, everything she hide under the layers of clothes and shyness was right in front of him.

She was bear in front of him.

Letting out a breath, he ordered, “Come here,” she walked to him as he let her legs straddle him. Her wet pussy came in contact with his hard but at the same time soft manhood.

“Aaaaahhhhhh,” A moan escaped her lips; she felt so sensitive down there. He started to rock her hips against his as his dick got a little bit of contact with her wet pussy.

“ugh!” She groaned as she let her head fall back, he was making her suffer, this was pure torture. She was riding him but at the same time she wasn’t.

More wetness leaked from her as she hid her face in his neck but kept riding him.

His manhood was hard and round against her clit, rubbing on just the right places making her release slow moans.

“Sirrr, pleaseee,” she purred like a cat near his ear as he made her rub against him faster. This was the first time they had done this.

The anticipation of riding him was so close yet so far. Her pussy twitched as she bit her lip; Another spank landed on her ass and she stopped her movements for a split second.

“Keep moving,” he ordered. Keep himself back from pounding into her, and, man, her screams are going to make their nabours remember his name. He could bet his life on that.

Her movements turned a little faster as he looked at her, closing her eyes; he knew she was close.

“Fuck!” a curse left her lips as she pushed him down on his and let her pussy rub faster against his manhood.

“Aahhh,” a slow moan escaped his lips as he looked at her beautiful body, taking control of her emotions. She loved being the dominant sometimes and he loved giving her control.

He let himself melt against her touch as she cried, her pussy leaking even more wetness as she let out a sharp cry.

“AHhh… uhhhh,” She did not wait for him as she pulled her thighs up a little, finding his very hard cock wet with her cum.

She slid him inside her as they both moaned at the feeling of fullness.

She started to move her hips against his and he followed the rhythm. She laid on him as her naked breasts touched his chest.

Her nipples rubbed against his chest as she bit her lip every time she moved.

He felt so good inside her, so full, “Fuck, I love you, Ansh,” she moaned as he slipped her under him.

“I can’t breathe without you, Adaa, I can’t,” he whispered against her lips before he started giving her slow thrusts.

She moaned to each one of them, she was so sensitive right now she could not form words, how good the hardness inside her felt. She let her hips move in sync with his and he bit his lip when she clenched around him.

Her warm walls felt so, so good around his hardness, he could feel the veins of his cock appearing as she bite his shoulder.

Her hands moved to his back, pulling him even closer if possible. She let her nails dig into his back as he loved having her marks on him.

They got lost in each other just like that.