Meher's body trembled as she perched on Aarav's lap, her back pressed against his broad chest, the heat of his skin searing into her. His strong hands gripped her narrow waist, fingers digging in possessively as he guided her hips, rubbing her slick pussy up and down the length of his massive dick. The thick shaft throbbed against her folds, hot and unyielding, coating itself in her dripping arousal. She let out a soft whimper, her innocence clashing with the building ache between her thighs.
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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