
Shreyansh kisses my lips sensually, one hand resting against the wall while the other grips my waist. His rough palm squeezes my delicate skin, unknowingly leaving bruises.
Both of us moan into the heated kiss, pulling away only when the lack of oxygen becomes unbearable. I breathe heavily, my chest rising and falling, my hooded eyes locking onto Shreyansh's dark gaze.

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