The silence was thick, heavy with the scent of sweat and sex and shattered inhibitions. Harshad’s gaze never left Priya’s as he slowly, deliberately, pulled himself out of Shivangi with a soft, wet sound that seemed to echo in the hushed room. Shivangi gasped at the sudden emptiness, her body clenching around nothing, a fresh wave of heat flooding her at the sheer audacity of what was happening.
He’s really going to do this.




















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