Page 250 of Rudra Nandani: The Saga of Control And Seduction

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My eyes were locked on hers. Her smile slowly faded, replaced by the rapid rhythm of her heartbeat, or perhaps it was the silent conversation our eyes shared in that moment.

“Rudra,” she breathed, followed by a soft giggle.

I smiled faintly and stepped closer, caging her perfectly against me. Her gaze fluttered briefly before surrendering to the warmth of my touch, her face tilting gently into my palm.

With careful fingers, I applied the paste to her cheeks.

She opened her eyes, looking up at me with a soft smile.“You’re far too stubborn, Rudra,” she whispered.

I didn’t reply, just watched her quietly.

I felt her hands press lightly against my chest as she shifted onto her toes. I slipped an arm around her waist and drew her even closer.

The energy between us shifted as she leaned in, and I gave in to the sensation of her lips meeting mine. At first, our kiss was slow, steady, savouring each other, but with each passing moment, the pace deepened, turning urgent and consuming.

I pulled her tighter against me. Her back met the wall with a soft thud, and she moaned into my mouth.

The sound lit a fire under my skin, rippling through me, tightening in my core until I felt myself harden in response.

My hand moved downward, brushing over her calf as I gently gathered her lehenga, all while our lips moved with growing hunger in a quiet, desperate passion.

The gallery around us was dim and silent, cloaked in shadows. Every slight movement echoed faintly in the stillness, adding to thethrill. Hence, we had to be quick.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer, and I felt one of her hands slipping between us. I paused, just enough to meet her eyes. Her cheeks flushed, and anticipation glistened in her gaze. She bit her lower lip, a quiet invitation, as her fingers moved to undo my lower garment.

When her hand wrapped around my erection and began to stroke gently, the soft clinking of her bangles broke the heavy silence between us. I couldn’t hold back, and I captured her lips again, kissing her with rising urgency.

Every muscle in my body was tightening, aching for release, yet she teased, drawing out the tension between us. In a few hurried, breathless moments, we adjusted our clothes just enough, and I slowly pushed into her.

Her moan was low, restrained, her body arching as she tried to keep quiet.

As the tip eased into her, a sharp gasp escaped both of us, but I couldn’t hold back. I thrust in with a firm pull.

And she cried out, her body trembling against mine. I froze for a moment, looking into her eyes as they glimmered with unshed tears gathered at the corners, and I bit my lip, holding still, letting her adjust to me. Those few seconds dragged like a storm waiting to break.

Then she leaned in and pressed her lips to mine in a deep, desperate kiss.

I began to move, slowly at first, our hips grinding against each other in sync. Her moans grew louder, breathless, and raw. I felt her hot breath against my ear, her fingers clutching at the back of my head, her body arching into mine with each thrust.

The faint jingling of her anklet bells echoed through the empty corridor, merging with the rhythmic sound of our bodies. My thrusts grew deeper, faster, and she bounced against me, barely able to keep still.

Her moans were rising, and so I captured her lips again, muffling the sound, losing myself in her taste, her heat.

My body trembled as the tension finally gave way to release, and in that exact moment, she shuddered against me. Her sharp intake of breath, her body tightening, everything made the sensation hit even harder.

She breathed out, soft and shaky, as I slowly lowered her backonto her feet.

Her legs wobbled beneath her, and she let out a small laugh, making me chuckle.

She playfully slapped my chest and smoothed her lehenga back down, adjusting her clothes. Her dupatta had slipped to the floor, and her hair was wild and tousled, but she looked beautiful, radiant.

I tucked myself back in and leaned against the wall, breathing deeply to calm the fire still buzzing through my veins.“Are you okay?” I asked, glancing at her.

“Yes,” she said with a smile.“Are you?”

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