As I lay here, my heart racing faster than a galloping horse, my new husband, Vaibhav, approaches me with a look that sends shivers down my spine. He's so... confident, so sure of himself, as he starts to gently untie the strings of my wedding sari. The fabric whispers as it falls away from my body, revealing my shy, trembling frame. His eyes are like molten lava, burning with desire as they trace the outline of my exposed skin.
I can feel the heat of his breath on my neck as he leans in closer, his hands skimming over my breasts, sending waves of pleasure crashing through me. I gasp as he takes one in his mouth, teasing the sensitive peak with his tongue. My body arches instinctively, seeking more of his touch. He notices, and with a smug smile, he continues to explore me, his fingers dancing over my hardened nipples.
"Just a student with a pen and a purpose. I’ve turned my passion for storytelling into a way to support my family — every word I write is a step closer to easing their burdens. Writing smut may not be everyone’s cup of tea, but for me, it’s a lifeline. If my words have ever made you smile, blush, or feel something real — consider being part of my journey. Even the smallest support means the world. Every rupee counts. Your kindness could be the difference I’ve been praying for. Thank you for being here. Thank you for believing in me."
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