Misc. Erotica The Nine Nights

[shailu4ever]

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Kavya's face was flushed, her expression softer now, changed, as though some unspoken understanding had passed between them. Her eyes, dark, deep, locked with his, and for a moment, time stilled.
 
There was no challenge in her gaze now, no teasing or game. There was only an invitation, pure and unadulterated, an open promise of everything he had ever wanted.
 
Her breath hitched, and in that silent exchange, the world around them seemed to fall away. It was just them.
 
That look, that silent invitation, was all it took to break the final restraint that had held Naveen back.
 
With a primal roar that tore through the evening air, he surged forward. His muscles screamed in protest, but he ignored them.
 
There was no slowing down now. His body, driven by pure instinct, ignored the burning in his lungs, the ache in his legs. He was no longer chasing a woman.
 
He was chasing her, chasing everything she had awakened in him.
 
He pushed past his limits, his breath ragged, closing the gap between them. She was within reach, so close now, the finish line just ahead. With every step, his heart pounded harder, faster.
 
His entire being was focused on one thing: catching her.
 
And then, as the cool water of the shore lapped at her ankles, he reached her.
 
With a fierce, sudden motion, he wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her off her feet. She gasped as her body collided with his, sending them stumbling into the shallow surf.
 
The cold water was a shock, but it didn’t matter. They were both consumed by the heat of the moment, their bodies pressing together, skin to skin.
 
The wetness of the waves barely registered against the feverish intensity between them.
 
The sand, the water, all forgotten. Their chests met, breath mingled, hearts pounded in unison. She was in his arms, and the game had ended. He had won, but they both knew this wasn’t really a victory. Not in the way he had imagined it.
 
In that moment, there were no more games. No more chases.
 
There was only raw need, vulnerability, and the unspoken understanding that whatever came next, it would be everything they had both been waiting for.

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