I kissed her deeply, then smirked, “No… we’re not crossing a line. We’re drawing a new one—just for us.”
Shwetha: “This is wrong…”
I kissed her lips again and whispered, “If you really feel that way, I’ll stop… I won’t touch you.”
But as I pressed her breasts once more, I leaned into her ear, murmuring, “I love you… and I want to have you.”
She locked her eyes with mine, her voice trembling, “I love you too… but I’m not ready yet.”
I pulled back slowly, brushing her cheek. “Okay, love… I’ll wait for you.”
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