Next morning Harshad and Pranali lay entwined in the soft embrace of their bed, their naked bodies glistening in the morning

light. The night before had been a whirlwind of passion, a testament to their deep love and desire.

Exhaustion had claimed them, allowing them to sink into a peaceful slumber, unaware of the world around them.

It was already 9 am in the morning As the sun's rays danced across the room, gently caressing their skin, Harshad stirred. His eyes fluttered open,

adjusting to the brightness that invaded his dreams. He turned his head slightly, his gaze falling upon Pranali's sleeping form beside him. Her long, dark hair spilled across the pillow, framing her serene face. A soft smile played on her lips, hinting at the contentment that filled her dreams.

Harshad's heart swelled with affection as he admired his beautiful partner. He reached out, gently brushing a

stray lock of hair from her cheek. The touch was light, almost imperceptible, but it was enough to stir Pranali

from her slumber. She sighed, a soft sound that escaped her lips as she opened her eyes.

"Good morning," Pranali whispered, her voice husky with sleep. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she noticed Harshad's gaze upon her. "Did you have a good sleep, my love?"

Harshad chuckled, his deep voice rumbling softly. "I did, but I think someone was a little more tired than I was." He teased, his eyes glinting with amusement.

Pranali blushed, a delicate pink hue spreading across her cheeks. "Maybe a little more" she admitted, her fingers tracing the strong lines of his jaw. "But it was worth it." She leaned in, her lips brushing his gently, a tender kiss that spoke volumes of their love.

As they pulled apart, Harshad's eyes drifted down, taking in the sight of Pranali's bare body. Her skin, a warm caramel hue, glowed in the morning light. His gaze lingered on the curve of her waist, the swell of her hips, and the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed.

"You're beautiful baby and mine" harshad murmured, his voice filled with admiration. "Absolutely breathtaking."

Pranali's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, but she smiled, her eyes sparkling with pleasure. "You're not so bad yourself," she replied, her fingers trailing down his chest, tracing the contours of his muscles.

Harshad's breath hitched as he felt her touch, his body responding to her caress. He shifted slightly, his arousal

pressing against her soft skin, a silent invitation.

Pranali giggled, a playful sound that filled the room. "Someone's awake down there," she teased, her eyes

twinkling.

"All because of you," harshad whispered, his voice thick with desire. "You have a magical effect on me, Pinu."

Pranali bit her lip, a playful gesture, and moved closer, her body pressing against his. The warmth of her skin sent shivers down his spine, and he groaned softly, his hands moving to cup her face.

"I love you," harshad said, his eyes searching hers. "So much."

Pranali's heart melted at his words. She leaned in, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced,

exploring each other with a fervor that belied their relaxed demeanor.

The kiss deepened, becoming a hungry exchange of desire and love.

Harshad's hands roamed her body, tracing the curves and contours with reverence. He caressed her soft skin,

his touch both gentle and possessive. From her shoulders to her waist, he explored every inch, his fingers

leaving trails of fire in their wake.

Pranali arched into his touch, her body responding to his every caress. She ran her hands through his hair,

pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. Their breaths quickened, and their hearts raced as the passion between

them ignited.

As the kiss broke, they both panted, their chests heaving. Harshad's eyes were dark with desire, and he gazed at Pranali with an intensity that made her heart flutter.

"I want you," Harshad whispered, his voice hoarse with need. "Right here, right now. We can't miss the chance of morning sex."

Pranali's breath caught in her throat. She nodded, her eyes never leaving his. "I want you too," she replied, her

voice steady despite the trembling within her.

With a swift movement, Harshad rolled over, positioning himself above pranali. His body aligned with hers, skin

against skin, and he paused, taking in the sight of her beneath him. Her eyes were wide, a mixture of anticipation and surrender.

Slowly, he lowered himself, his lips seeking hers once more. The kiss was gentle at first, a soft exploration, but it soon deepened, becoming a hungry exchange. Their tongues danced, tasting and teasing, as their bodies moved in perfect harmony.

Harshad's hands traveled down Pranali body, his fingers tracing the path of desire. He caressed her thighs, his touch sending shivers through her. With each stroke, he brought her closer to the edge, her breath coming in quick gasps.

As Pranali's moans filled the room, Harshad's movements became more urgent. He thrust into her, his body

moving in a rhythmic dance, their pleasure building to a crescendo. Their bodies moved as one, each touch and kiss fueling the flames of their passion.

The room echoed with their cries of ecstasy, a symphony of pleasure as they reached the pinnacle of their

desire. In that moment, they were one, their love and passion intertwining, binding them together.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, They lay entangled, their hearts still racing. Harshad brushed the

sweat-soaked hair from Pranali's forehead, his eyes filled with adoration.

"I love you," harshad whispered, his voice hoaked with emotion. "Always and forever."

Pranali smiled, her eyes shining with happiness. "And I love you," she replied, her voice filled with the same

depth of feeling. They lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow of their love. Pranali got up from the bed wore her lingerie and went inside the bathroom to freshen up.

Harshad beared has grown so large in last few days and Pranali was constantly reminding him to cut it down. But harshad being the lazy person he is left it to grow.

Harshad groaned as he felt the cool air on his bare skin. He had been lying in the bedroom in his boxers enjoying a lazy

Sunday morning, when his girlfriend, Pranali enter in the bedroom and decided to take matters into her own hands. With a playful glint in

her eye, she announced her plan to save his beloved beard. It was a task she took upon herself with great

enthusiasm, and Harshad, being the good sport that he was, played along.

Pranali pulled Harshad out of bed and made him set on the chair.

As he sat there, shirtless and clad only in his boxers, Harshad watched as Pranali approached him, her

movements graceful and purposeful.

She was a vision in blue, her curves accentuated by a delicate lingerie set

that left little to the imagination. The sheer fabric hugged her body, showcasing her full breasts and the

tantalizing glimpse of her dark nipples through the thin material. Her long, slender legs were on display, the lace garters holding up the matching stockings adding to her allure.

"You're not going anywhere, handsome," Pray purred, her voice low and sultry. With a swift motion, Pranali grabbed the back of the chair he was sitting on and dragged it across the room, positioning it in front of a large mirror.

Harshad couldn't help but admire her confidence and the way her body moved with each step, the

lingerie accentuating her every curve.

"Now, let's get started," Pranali said, her breath hot against his ear as she straddled his lap. Harshad's breath

caught in his throat as he felt her weight settle on him, her warm thighs pressing against his now-stirring

manhood. The sensation of her soft, round ass on his lap sent a jolt of desire through his body.

Pranali reached for the barber's cape, a silky black fabric, and draped it over harshad shoulders, letting it fall down his chest and cover his lap, ensuring that any stray hairs would be caught.

Her fingers brushed against his skin,

sending shivers down his spine. As she adjusted the cape, her breasts brushed against his chest, her nipples

hardening at the contact.

"You know, I've always loved your beard, baby. But I preferred you in clean shave" Pranali whispered, her warm breath tickling his ear. "But it's getting a bit wild, and I think it's time for a trim." Her fingers gently caressed his jawline, her touch sending a pleasurable tingle through his skin.

With practiced ease, she picked up the barber's scissors and comb from the nearby table. Harshad's heart raced

as he realized this was more than just a haircut. This was an erotic roleplay, and he was more than willing to play

along.

"Let's start with the sides," Pranali said, her voice taking on a professional tone. She gently tilted his head to the

side, her fingers combing through his thick, dark hair. As she snipped away, her breasts brushed against his arm,

her nipples grazing his skin with each movement. Harshad closed his eyes, savoring the sensation.

"You're such a good boy, letting me take care of you," Pranali cooed, her voice dropping to a whisper. "I bet you'd be just as obedient if I asked you to do other things." Her words sent a rush of heat to his groin, his cock throbbing against the confines of his boxers.

As she worked, Pranali's fingers occasionally grazed his ear, sending shivers down his spine. Her touch was

gentle yet purposeful, and he could feel her breath on his neck, warm and tantalizing. She hummed softly, a

contented sound that only added to the sensual atmosphere.

"There, that's better," Pranali said after a while, stepping back to admire her handiwork. Harshad opened his eyes to see her standing in front of him, her hands on her hips, a satisfied smile on her face. The mirror reflected their intertwined bodies, her in her sexy lingerie and him in his boxers, the barber's cape adding a touch of playful eroticism.

"But I'm not done yet," Pranali continued, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I think we should take care of this

wild hair down here too." With that, she reached for the waistband of his boxers and slowly slid them down his

thighs, revealing his thick, erect cock.

Harshad gasped as the cool air hit his exposed cock, making it twitch with anticipation. Pranali's eyes widened

at the sight, her mouth watering at the prospect of what was to come. She knelt between his legs, her hands

gently caressing his thighs as she leaned forward, her tongue darting out to taste him.

Her lips wrapped around the head of his cock, taking him in deep, her warm mouth engulfing his length. She

sucked and teased, her tongue swirling around the sensitive underside, driving Harshad wild with pleasure. Her

fingers gently cupped his balls, massaging them as she continued to pleasure him with her mouth.

"Mmm, you taste so good, Baby" Pranali murmured between licks, her voice muffled by his throbbing shaft. She looked up at him through her lashes, her eyes smoldering with desire. "I want to feel you inside me while I finish saving

your beard."

With that, she stood up, her hands reaching behind her to untie the straps of her lingerie. The blue fabric slid down her body, pooling at her feet, leaving her completely naked. Harshad's mouth went dry as he took in the sight of her perfect, bare breasts and her smooth, shaved pussy, already glistening with arousal.

Pranali positioned herself on Harshad lap once more, her hands gripping his shoulders for support. With a slow, deliberate movement, she lowered herself onto his waiting cock, her hot, wet folds engulfing him inch by inch.

Harshad groaned, his eyes rolling back as he felt her tight heat surround him.

Pranali began to ride him, her hips moving in a slow, sensual rhythm. Her breasts bounced with each movement,

her nipples hardening as they brushed against his chest. Harshad's hands found her waist, guiding her as she set the pace, her wetness coating his length with each thrust.

"Oh, yes, fuck me while I save your beard," Pranali moaned, her voice breathless. "I love feeling you deep inside me."

Her words only served to heighten his arousal, and he thrust up to meet her, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

As she rode him, Pranali's fingers returned to his beard, her touch now more purposeful. She trimmed and

shaped, trimmer snipping away any stray hairs, her touch gentle yet firm.

The contrast of her soft, skilled

hands on his face and her tight, wet pussy riding his cock was almost too much to bear.

Harshad's hands roamed her body, exploring her curves, his fingers tracing the lines of her waist and hips. He squeezed Pranali ass, pulling her closer, feeling her clench around him with each stroke. Their breath mingled, their bodies slick with sweat, as they moved together in a primal dance.

"I'm close," Pranali panted, her voice strained as she neared her climax. "Oh, Harshad, keep fucking me like that."

Her words spurred him on, and he thrust harder, his cock pounding into her, their bodies slapping together in a frenzied rhythm.

With a final, desperate moan, Pranali's body stiffened, her pussy clenching around him as she came, her juices flowing freely. Harshad followed soon after, his cock throbbing as he filled her with his release, their cries of pleasure filling the room.

As their heart rates slowed, Pranali collapsed against his chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Harshad held

her close, his hands stroking her back, feeling the rise and fall of her chest. They sat there for a while, basking in

the afterglow, their bodies still intertwined.

"That was incredible," Harshad whispered, his voice hoarse with passion. "You're the best barber I've ever had."

Pranali giggled, her body shaking against him. "And you were the best customer," she replied, planting a soft

kiss on his freshly trimmed beard. "I think we should do this again soon."

With that, Pranali stood up from harshad lap, her body still glistening with sweat, and stretched, her breasts swaying with the movement.

The sound of their heavy breathing and the faint rustle of the curtains in the gentle breeze filled the room as they basked in the afterglow.

"I'm starving," Harshad stand up from chair and murmured in Pranali ear, his voice deep and husky from the exertion. He ran his hand through

Pranali's long, dark hair, "I could eat a horse."

Pranali giggled, her brown eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, we don't have any horses here, but I can make something quick and delicious."

She gave him a playful wink, her full lips curving into a seductive smile. "How about some Maggi? It's our favorite, and it'll be ready in no time."

Harshad's stomach rumbled in agreement, and he watched with growing hunger as Pranali walked towards cupboard to take her undergarments. She donned herself into a white bra and black panties with a pretty hat. The lacy fabric hugged her curves,

accentuating her full breasts and the gentle swell of her hips. She moved with graceful confidence, her skin

glowing in the morning light.

In the kitchenette of the suite, Pranali switched on the Induction, filling the air with the familiar, comforting smell of spices as she prepared the Maggi. She hummed a tune, her hips swaying to the rhythm, her movements fluid and sensual. Harshad, unable to resist, grabbed his phone and started recording, capturing her every move.

Pranali noticed his gaze and the phone in his hand, and she smiled, her eyes locking with his. She turned the simple task of cooking into a seductive dance, bending over to stir the noodles, her bra-clad breasts straining against the thin fabric, the black panties hugging her round ass.

She teased harshad, knowing how much he loved to watch her, and she relished the power she held over him in that moment.

As the Maggi bubbled and boiled, filling the room with its savory aroma, Harshad couldn't contain himself any longer. He approached Pranali from behind, his eyes never leaving her luscious form. He snaked his arms around her waist, his hands cupping her breasts, feeling the weight of them in his palms through the thin material of her bra.

"Mmm, Harshad," Pranali purred, leaning back into his embrace. "You're making me hungry for something else now."

Harshad nuzzled her neck, his lips trailing  kisses along her sensitive skin. "Let's eat, and then I'll devour you all over again," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

They stood side by side at the kitchen counter, the steaming bowls of Maggi in front of them. Harshad fed Pranali a forkful, his fingers brushing against her lips, and she savored the taste, closing her eyes in pleasure. She then took the fork from him and fed him, their fingers intertwining as they shared the simple meal.

Between bites, they kissed, their mouths hungry for each other.

Harshad's hands roamed over her body, exploring the curves of her hips, the softness of her stomach, and finally resting on her breasts again, this time beneath the white bra. He teased her nipples, pinching and rolling them gently, making Pranali gasp and moan between kisses.

"Oh, Harshad, we should stop," Pranali breathed, her voice laced with desire. "We're going to be late for our return if we don't leave soon. I have to be on set in evening."

But Harshad was lost in the moment, his desire for her overwhelming any sense of time. He slid his hand inside

her panties, his fingers finding her wetness, and Pranali shuddered, her knees weakening at his touch.

"No, we're not going anywhere for now" harshad growled, his voice thick with need. "Not until I've tasted every inch of you again."

Pranali laughed, a playful, challenging sound, and with a swift move, she slipped out of his grasp and ran out of the kitchen, her bare feet padding softly on the suite's plush carpet.

"Catch me if you can!" Pranali called out, her laughter echoing through the spacious suite.

Harshad, fueled by desire and determination, gave chase. He pursued her through the hall, around the Dinner table, and past the plush couch, his strong legs eating up the distance between them.

Pranali darted into the dinning hall, her long hair flying behind her, and she dived onto the couch, giggling as she bounced on the soft mattress.

Harshad pounced on her, his body covering hers, and they rolled across the couch, their laughter turning into

passionate kisses. He pinned Pranali down, his muscular frame pressing her into the sheets, and she squirmed

beneath him, her hands running through his hair, pulling him closer.

"You can't escape me, my love," Harshad whispered, his hot breath fanning her neck. "I'm going to have my way with you right here, right now."

Pranali's eyes gleamed with surrender and desire. "Then take me," she breathed, her hands tugging at his

clothes, eager to feel his skin against hers.

Harshad lifted her onto his shoulders, her legs wrapped around his waist, and carried her to the center of the room. He set her down gently, his eyes never leaving hers. The bedroom, with its plush carpet and soft lighting, became their playground of passion.

They undressed each other feverishly, their hands tearing at clothes, desperate to feel skin on skin.

Harshad's cock, hard and throbbing, sprang free from his boxers, and Pranali's eyes widened at the sight of his length and girth. She reached for him, stroking his shaft, her touch sending shivers down his spine.

"I want you inside me," Pranali whispered, her voice hoarse with need. "Now."

Harshad obliged, positioning himself between her spread legs. He guided his cock to her entrance, teasing her wetness with the tip before thrusting forward, filling her in one smooth motion.

Pranali gasped, her back arching off the bed, her breasts jutting forward as she welcomed him inside her body.

Harshad set a relentless pace, his hips slamming into hers, their bodies slapping together in a primal rhythm. The bed creaked beneath them, the only other sound being their heavy breathing and the wet, slick sounds of their lovemaking.

Pranali's hands gripped the sheets, her fingernails digging into the fabric as she rode the wave of pleasure building within her. Harshad's name was a constant mantra on her lips as he pounded into her, his eyes never leaving her face, watching as she spiraled towards her climax.

"Oh, Harshad Baby your dick feel so good in my pussy. I will miss having your cock once we get back." Pranali cried out, her body tensing, her pussy clenching around his cock. "I'm cumming, I m cumming!"

Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, sweeping her away on a surge of ecstasy. Harshad felt her pussy pulsate around him, milking his cock, and he couldn't hold back any longer. With a final, powerful thrust, he emptied himself inside her, his hot cum filling her as they both cried out in release.

They collapsed onto the bed, their limbs entangled, their hearts racing.

Harshad rolled onto his side, pulling Pranali close, their sweat-slicked bodies fitting together perfectly. He kissed her temple, his hand stroking her hair, as they basked in the aftermath of their passionate encounter.

"Don't worry Pinu this time we are not going to live apart. We will be again living together in our flat. " Harshad said, his voice laced with amusement and satisfaction.

Pranali giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "But it can't happen because I have contract with channel and production house to not disclose my relationship status."

Harshad said "Nothing will happen to that contract until we r not doing any public display of affection in front of media. And I can't live without you for long. "

They lay there for a while, content in each other's arms, their hunger satisfied in more ways than one.

Harshad Whispered in Pranali's ear "Don't think too much Baby. Now hurry up. We have to pack our luggage and leave for mumbai Soon."

Harshad quickly started packing their luggage and Pranali went inside the bathroom to change herself. Harshad packed all their stuffs and soon they left for mumbai. Once they arrive in the city Harshad went to drop pranali at her home. The car reached near Pranali apartment and They give each other a passionate kiss.

Harshad - "Baby go and do your work with new energy. I will see you soon."

Pranali - "Take good care of yourself Hotness".

They both wave each other goodbye and Pranali went inside her building and soon after harshad started his car and left for his home.