The room smelled of jasmine and anticipation 🌸
Soft lights. Quivering shadows.
Silence stretched—thick, loud, heavy… like it was holding its breath too 😮💨💫
She sat on the edge of the bed, fingers twisting into the silk, heart racing so loud she was sure he could hear it 💓🔥
He closed the door… slowly 🚪
The click echoed.
No escape now.
Only them.
No rush.
No hurry.
Just tension, sweet and sinful 😏❤️🔥
His footsteps were unhurried as he walked up to her.
Every step closer made her pulse jump.
He stopped right in front of her… close enough to feel his warmth 🫠🔥
Two fingers lifted her chin gently—
not possession,
but devotion 🖤
Her eyes met his.
Dark. Steady. Burning.
“I waited,” he said softly, voice low enough to send shivers down her spine 😮💨
“Not for tonight…”
A pause.
“…but for you.” ❤️🔥💍
Her breath hitched.
Her fingers curled into his sherwani, pulling him just a little closer 😘
“Then…” she whispered, lips trembling,
“don’t make me wait anymore.” 🔥💋
His forehead rested against hers.
Noses brushed.
Breaths tangled.
Every inch between them charged with want ⚡❤️🔥
Eyes closed.
Lips almost touching.
He smiled softly, like this moment was everything he ever prayed for 🖤✨
No words.
Just heat.
Just closeness.
Just us 💞🔥
Outside, the world slept 🌌
Moonlight watched quietly through the curtains 🌙
Inside, two souls finally exhaled—
finding comfort, desire, and forever
in the same heartbeat ❤️🔥💍
