She glided across the sheets toward his broad chest and shoulders, erasing the inches between them, and reached up to cup his cool cheeks in her warm grasp.
"Look at me," she whispered against his lips, watching the nervous anticipation on his features.
Drawing a shaky breath, he met her gaze, his expression softening with intense, devoted emotion.
She leaned forward, pressing close against him. The sudden warmth of her presence sent a thrill through his entire frame, his breath catching as he looked up at her with complete adoration.
"Should I stay right here?" she asked softly, her touch lingering as a gentle shiver ran down his spine.
"Manasa... you're testing my patience," he murmured, his heart racing. He wanted nothing more than to prove how deeply he cared for her, yet every word felt caught in his throat.
A smile touched her lips. "Do you still want to take care of me?" she asked, amusement dancing in her eyes.
He swallowed hard, his hands resting on the bed as he looked up at her with unwavering loyalty. "I want you to be completely at ease."
"Open your eyes, Fizzy," she commanded softly.
He blinked, obeying her instruction even as his pulse raced. "Manasa..." he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion as he locked eyes with her.
"Such a devoted creature you are, Fizzy," she murmured, her fingers tracing a slow path down his spine from the back of his neck to his waist.
A shiver ran through him, a soft breath escaping his lips. He leaned his head against her shoulder, seeking the comfort of her closeness.
Her fingers threaded through his silky hair, gently pulling back to tilt his face upward. She traced the sharp line of his jaw and the curve of his throat as he swallowed nervously.
Leaning down, she pressed a soft, lingering kiss against the sensitive skin of his neck. A quiet gasp escaped him, his eyes fluttering shut as he murmured her name like a sacred prayer.
Manasa. The name echoed like a spell, reigning completely over his heart and soul.
She pulled back slightly, admiring the way his strong frame yielded entirely to her presence. Capturing his face in her hands, she leaned close, whispering right against his ear.
A thrill ran through him at her proximity, his breath catching in a quiet sigh of pure devotion.
"You're so wonderfully composed," she whispered against his skin.
"Then make me yours completely, Manasa," he whispered back, his eyes dark with longing.
At his words, she gently pressed her palms against his chest, guiding him back onto the mattress.
He looked up at her, utterly captivated as she knelt above him, her dark eyes locking onto his. His heart ached for her closeness, his hands reaching up in a submissive, yearning gesture.
Leaning down, she pressed close to him, her gaze intense. "Say it again," she murmured, her voice a low, commanding whisper that made his pulse race.
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