Misc. Erotica The Nine Nights

[shailu4ever]

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The anticipation that hung thick in the air made every nerve in her body feel as if it was set alight. This wasn’t just a game anymore. This was the unveiling, not just of her body, but of everything they had both been hiding.
 
Everything they had kept back from one another — until now.
 
“I can feel it... her energy, her heat... it’s all for me now.” Her chest rising and falling beneath his touch, he could sense her surrender. “She’s so close. So close to giving herself fully. I’ll make her ache for it. Make her beg.”
 
Slowly, his hands worked, moving with agonizing slowness, teasing her as much as he was teasing himself. Each movement was deliberate, each brush of his fingers against her skin sending a shiver of longing through both of them.
 
Though he could have undid the buttons in an instant, he took his time. As if savoring the feel of her shirt, the soft silk of her skin beneath it.
 
His fingers traced the edge of the second button, his knuckles grazing her chest, making her breath catch in her throat. The touch was light, yet it sent a spark through her, leaving both of them gasping for more.
 
“I could just rip it all off, but no... not yet.” His thoughts were dark, hungry, but also filled with a strange patience. “She’ll burn for this. I want her to feel the anticipation like I do.”
 
By the time he reached the third button, Kavya’s skin was flushed, a soft pink coloring her cheeks. The space between them felt like it was on fire, a growing heat that they could no longer deny.
 
The air felt thick, charged with an almost unbearable tension, every small touch between them a slow brush of desire that neither of them had the courage to fully admit. Their breaths, now desperate and sharp, matched in their urgency.
 
With every button undone, she was offering him a piece of herself, a slow surrender, a reveal of the woman he had longed to see, to know in every possible way. To possess.
 
“She’s mine. Her body... her heart... this is where it starts.”
 
The last button came undone, and for a moment, time seemed to pause. The fabric parted, revealing the delicate white lace of her bra beneath.
 
Her chest rose and fell, each breath deeper than the last, the soft curve of her breasts visible beneath the delicate lace, the sight of her overwhelming him. 

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