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Farooq's gaze softened, a warmth radiating from him that seemed to fill the hollow spaces in her chest. "You won't lose me," he promised, his voice steady and reassuring. "I'm not going anywhere. We'll carve our path together, even if the world tries to pull us apart."
Soni felt the knot in her stomach loosen slightly at his words. For a moment, she allowed herself to imagine what it might be like—pursuing happiness hand-in-hand with Farooq, leaving behind the suffocating expectations of a life she had never chosen for herself. "I am ready and willing to be your submissive slave," she whispered, her heart racing with both fear and excitement at the thought of submitting to his every desire.
Farooq's eyes widened, a mixture of surprise and exhilaration flickering across his face as he watched his plan unfold before him. Soni, once so coy housewife, was now under his control, her every move dictated by his wishes. He reveled in the power he held over her, relishing in the rush of adrenaline that coursed through his veins. It was all coming together just as he had planned, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at seeing his scheme come to fruition.
Farooq pressed his lips gently against hers, the heat of their kiss igniting a fiery sensation that spread from her mouth to her pussy. The taste of him was intoxicating, like a sweet and spicy blend that filled her senses. As their lips moved together in a passionate dance, she felt a pulsing throb between her thighs, aching for more of his touch. His hands cupped her face as they explored each other's mouths, sending electric currents through her body. She was lost in the moment, consumed by the intense desire he awakened within her.
Farooq pulled her into a fierce hug, his muscular arms enveloping her in a comforting embrace. With ease, he lifted her off the ground, effortlessly supporting her weight as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Which is your bedroom, I want to make love to you on your bed."
Soni's breath caught in her throat at his words, a shiver of anticipation racing down her spine. The bedroom was a sanctuary she had rarely shared, a space filled with whispers of dreams and unfulfilled desires. "This way," she managed to murmur, pulling away just enough to guide him through the dimly lit hallway. Each step Farooq carried Soni in her arms felt like an electrifying journey into the unknown, her heart pounding. She glanced at Farooq, his eyes dark and intent, as if they were sharing a secret only they could understand.
As they reached the door, Soni hesitated for a moment, the weight of her choices crashing down like a wave. But the look in Farooq's eyes was intoxicating, drawing her in like a moth to a flame. With a trembling hand, she pushed the door open, revealing a room bathed in soft golden light. The air was thick with the scent of lemongrass, a lingering reminder of her favorite candle that often flickered in the quiet moments she spent alone. As Farooq stepped inside, still holding her within his embrace, Soni felt a rush of warmth flood her cheeks. This was not merely a room; it was a canvas of her solitude, now poised to be transformed by the fervor of their mingled desires.
Farooq set her down gently, his hands still resting on her waist as he surveyed the space. The bed was draped in soft, white linens, inviting and innocent, yet charged with the promise of what was to come. He stepped forward, drawing Soni with him until they stood beside the bed. His fingers curled around her chin, tilting her face upward to meet his gaze.
"Are you sure about this?" he whispered, the intensity of his voice igniting the air between them. Soni's heart raced as she nodded slowly, each beat echoing the unspoken yearning that had built between them like a pressure cooker waiting to explode.
Farooq's lips curled into a soft smile, his thumb brushing her cheekbone tenderly. "Then let's make it unforgettable," he said and as he leaned down, capturing her lips with his own. The kiss was gentle at first, a delicate exploration that sent shivers through Soni's entire body. But as she responded, twining her arms around his neck, it deepened into something more fervent. Farooq's hands roamed from her waist to her back, pulling her closer as if trying to merge their very beings into one. Soni felt the world outside fade away, the muted sounds of city
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