"Get over here," he growled, his voice a deep rumble of pure need. He grabbed her by the hair, not gently, and pulled her limp body off the bed and onto her knees before him. The *shuff-thump* of her knees hitting the floor was followed by her desperate, whimpering breaths. "Open your fucking mouth. You made a mess; now you clean me up."
She obeyed instantly, her lips parting as he guided the broad, leaking head of his cock to her mouth. The second it touched her tongue, he pushed forward, not waiting, filling her mouth with his thick, salty heat. She gagged softly, tears springing to her eyes as he started a ruthless, shallow rhythm, fucking her face.
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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