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CHAPTER 3 - JANE

I stir in my sleep, as my body brushes against hairs, arousing a wave of pleasure inside me.

My eyes flutter open and I'm hit by the sun rays infiltrating the blinds. I groan sleepily, dragging up the duvet to cover my face.

The hairs brush against my skin again and I'm forced to look at my side. And there he is, with his eyes shut. He has no shirt on, and that's why the light hairs on his chest were messing with me.

My Vishal. He looks more handsome in his sleep, and I take a few seconds to admire him. His dark hair falls in curls to his face, and it makes my pussy twitch from hunger.

Needing to feel him, I snuggle closer to his body, wrapping my arms around him. He reciprocates, locking me in his arms.

God, this feels so nice. I shut my eyes, breathing in his mesmerizing scent. I let my hands run up and down his ripped arms. I want to feel every inch of him, starting with his big dick that keeps brushing my inner thighs through his pants.

But I fight the urge and ju