89. Rendezvous Meet Up

“Sara, I am long waiting to feed on you,” saying such lustre provoking words, Dev buried his head in the crook of her neck to torture her more with his lips, “-in real.”

“Devil, stop, we aren’t dreaming. We should stop now.” Akshara pleaded, requested, and even ordered him to stop, but all her efforts gone in vain.

“Allow me in, Sara; we are pronounced couples of Ayruzglow.” Dev mentioned their approval status as they could share their life by Queen of Ayruzglow and Las Oajar.

“We can’t make love,” Akshara told him as he was forwarding his approach deeper below, exploring her boundaries. “Instead, we can make out.”

Dev took her in his arms, shared his seductive sight. When he received the same signal, he threw her on the fluffy bed. Akshara bounced back to him while he placed his hand beneath her waist to pull her towards him.

When her waist was exposed, Dev buried his head in her belly and used his lips, tongue, and teeth to do its work of lusty torment. Lust ate her alive, and she