Clouds were growling, the rain was pouring down, the vigorous lights were scattering all over the gloomy sky, but this havoc of nature was working as a beautiful shed for those two bodies, which were getting stained in its addictive essence underneath it.
Their mouths were feeling each other with no hurry or urgency. It was a slow, soft and extremely warm kiss, which was making both of them understand that bodies had their own language to converse with each other. That their bodies didn't need words to comprehend because they had feelings to understand each other.
And their bodies had clearly started grasping their language of feelings, and they both had initiated this wordless conversation together.
Theron sucked on her subtly sweet lips. She tasted heavenly. Something so surreal that he couldn't believe that it existed. She felt serene.
Ethereally serene.
And he already has this realisation that in the coming future, she was going to hold the power of wrecking him because he himself had started handing her that control over him…but would he regret it if she was going to be his destroyer?
The answer was a clear no. He had no problem in getting wrecked if she was going to be his wrecker.
What had this girl's mere kiss had done to him that he was willing to accept his own destruction in her hands?
He felt her trying to mimic his actions but her hesitancy and nervousness told her that she was extremely unfamiliar to these things. He knew she was untouched, but had she never even shared a kiss with someone else?
If he was the first man she had kissed then he didn't even know how he was going to calm that animal inside him, who was growling in satisfaction to know he was her first everything, and now he was going to make sure he would be her last and only.
He had become her first.
He would become her last.
He was going to remain her only….till her very last breath.
He tried to enter his tongue inside her, but she was still keeping her mouth closed.
“Open your mouth, dove,” he husked in between the kiss. Eizlina slowly parted her mouth and he entered his tongue inside it. Goosebumps formed all over their bodies the moment their tongues collided with each other.
He closed his eyes and sucked on her tongue, while pulling her closer in his arms. With every passing second, he was getting dangerously addicted to this girl, so dangerously that now it had started terrifying him too, because he had never gotten this much attached to anyone or anything.
It was like she had started becoming his need. A fatally dark need to live, to survive, to endure.
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