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VIHAAN SURYAWANSHI

My fingers slid down to her hand, my lips trailing to the sweet spot just beneath her jaw. She smelled of roses—soft, warm, divine. Her breath hitched, a quiet gasp slipping past her lips. “We are… standing in the bathroom, V-Vihaan,” she whispered, her voice trembling somewhere between hesitation and desire.

I hummed against her skin, letting the vibration linger. “Then let’s shift to your bedroom.” My hand moved to the back of her neck, gently tilting her face up to mine. My lips met hers, slow and deliberate. She moved with me, soft and unsure—until the knock at the door shattered the moment.