Aarav's eyes darkened with hunger as he gazed down at Meher, her body trembling beneath him on the rumpled sheets. Her wide, innocent eyes met his, filled with a mix of trust and unspoken need. He smirked, his large hands gripping her thighs firmly, spreading them wider to expose her glistening folds. 'Look at this pretty little Bur of yours, Little Sin,' he growled, his voice rough and laced with filth. 'So fucking wet and needy, begging for my tongue to devour it.'
Meher whimpered softly, her cheeks flushing a deep pink, not fully grasping the crude words spilling from his lips. She only knew the heat building inside her, the ache that made her hips twitch involuntarily. 'Aarav...' she breathed, her voice a shy plea.
Hey beautiful readers ✨ If you're here, it means you've found Sinful Yearning — and that means the world to me. This story is more than just ink and fire — it’s a piece of my heart, and I’m so grateful you’ve chosen to walk through it with Meher and Aarav. Your reads, votes, and comments aren't just numbers — they’re pure magic. They push me to keep writing, dreaming, and creating stories that make your heart race and your soul ache. 💭 If you love this journey and want to support me even more: 💬 Leave a comment — I read every single one. 💛 Vote for chapters — it fuels the fire. 📣 Share the story with your fellow dark romance lovers. 🌸 Follow me for updates, sneak peeks, and steamy extras! And if you ever just want to say hi… my inbox is open 💕 With all my heart, Meera Dogra author of Sinful Yearning
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