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So, I had always been the object of desire in my office. But that day, something was different about Aman. His gaze lingered on me, his eyes filled with an insatiable hunger that made my heart race. I was dressed in a traditional saree for our office's traditional day, and I could see him struggling to keep his eyes off me.
"Pranali, you look stunning today," Aman said, his voice low and husky. "That saree... it's doing things to me." I could see the effect I was having on him, and it thrilled me. I decided to tease him a little.
"Why, Aman, are you checking me out?" I asked, a playful smile on my lips. "Is there something about my saree that you find particularly... interesting?" I knew exactly what it was. The way the saree draped over my body, revealing just enough to tantalize, and the way it framed my armpits, which I knew he had a particular fondness for.
Aman's eyes darkened with desire. "You know exactly what I'm talking about, Pranali," he said, his voice rough. "I can't stop thinking about you... about what I want to do to you."
I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words. "And what is it that you want to do to me, Aman?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my breath coming in shallow gasps.
Aman leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "I want to kiss you, Pranali," he said, his breath hot against my skin. "I want to taste every inch of your body... I want to make you moan my name."
I felt my knees go weak at his words. "Aman, we can't... not here," I protested weakly, even as I felt my body responding to his words.
"Then let's go somewhere else," Aman said, his eyes never leaving mine. "Somewhere private... where we can do whatever we want."
I hesitated for a moment, but the desire in his eyes was too much to resist. I nodded, and Aman took my hand, leading me out of the office and into the elevator. The moment the doors closed, he was on me, his lips crashing against mine in a passionate kiss.
We stumbled out of the elevator, our hands roaming each other's bodies, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. Aman pushed me up against the wall, his hands gripping my hips as he ground his erection against me.
"I want you, Pranali," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "I want to feel you wrapped around my dick... I want to make you scream my name."
I moaned in response, my body aching for him. "Then take me, Aman," I said, my voice trembling with desire. "I'm yours... do whatever you want with me."
Aman's eyes darkened with lust, and he lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried me into a nearby conference room. He kicked the door shut behind us, his lips never leaving mine as he laid me down on the table.
He tore off my saree, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in my naked body. "Fuck, Pranali," he groaned, his hands roaming over my breasts, my hips, my thighs. "You're so fucking beautiful."
I reached for him, pulling him towards me, my lips meeting his in a searing kiss. I could feel his erection pressing against me, and I moaned into his mouth, my hips arching up to meet his.
Aman broke the kiss, his lips trailing down my neck, my breasts, my stomach. He reached the apex of my thighs, and I gasped as his tongue flicked out, teasing my clit.
"Oh, fuck, Aman," I moaned, my hands gripping his hair as he licked and sucked at my pussy. "That feels so fucking good."
Aman groaned in response, his tongue working me into a frenzy. I could feel my orgasm building, my body trembling with need.
"I'm going to come, Aman," I gasped, my hips bucking against his face. "I'm going to come so fucking hard."
Aman didn't stop, his tongue working me into a frenzy. I felt my orgasm crash over me, my body shuddering with pleasure as I screamed his name.
Aman didn't give me a chance to catch my breath, his lips meeting mine in a searing kiss as he positioned himself at my entrance. "I'm going to fuck you now, Pranali," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "I'm going to make you mine."
I moaned in response, my body aching for him. "Yes, Aman," I gasped, my hips arching up to meet his. "I'm yours... take me."
Aman didn't need any more encouragement. He thrust into me, his dick filling me up, stretching me to the limits. I cried out in pleasure, my body trembling with need.
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"Pranali, you look stunning today," Aman said, his voice low and husky. "That saree... it's doing things to me." I could see the effect I was having on him, and it thrilled me. I decided to tease him a little.
"Why, Aman, are you checking me out?" I asked, a playful smile on my lips. "Is there something about my saree that you find particularly... interesting?" I knew exactly what it was. The way the saree draped over my body, revealing just enough to tantalize, and the way it framed my armpits, which I knew he had a particular fondness for.
Aman's eyes darkened with desire. "You know exactly what I'm talking about, Pranali," he said, his voice rough. "I can't stop thinking about you... about what I want to do to you."
I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words. "And what is it that you want to do to me, Aman?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my breath coming in shallow gasps.
Aman leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "I want to kiss you, Pranali," he said, his breath hot against my skin. "I want to taste every inch of your body... I want to make you moan my name."
I felt my knees go weak at his words. "Aman, we can't... not here," I protested weakly, even as I felt my body responding to his words.
"Then let's go somewhere else," Aman said, his eyes never leaving mine. "Somewhere private... where we can do whatever we want."
I hesitated for a moment, but the desire in his eyes was too much to resist. I nodded, and Aman took my hand, leading me out of the office and into the elevator. The moment the doors closed, he was on me, his lips crashing against mine in a passionate kiss.
We stumbled out of the elevator, our hands roaming each other's bodies, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. Aman pushed me up against the wall, his hands gripping my hips as he ground his erection against me.
"I want you, Pranali," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "I want to feel you wrapped around my dick... I want to make you scream my name."
I moaned in response, my body aching for him. "Then take me, Aman," I said, my voice trembling with desire. "I'm yours... do whatever you want with me."
Aman's eyes darkened with lust, and he lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried me into a nearby conference room. He kicked the door shut behind us, his lips never leaving mine as he laid me down on the table.
He tore off my saree, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in my naked body. "Fuck, Pranali," he groaned, his hands roaming over my breasts, my hips, my thighs. "You're so fucking beautiful."
I reached for him, pulling him towards me, my lips meeting his in a searing kiss. I could feel his erection pressing against me, and I moaned into his mouth, my hips arching up to meet his.
Aman broke the kiss, his lips trailing down my neck, my breasts, my stomach. He reached the apex of my thighs, and I gasped as his tongue flicked out, teasing my clit.
"Oh, fuck, Aman," I moaned, my hands gripping his hair as he licked and sucked at my pussy. "That feels so fucking good."
Aman groaned in response, his tongue working me into a frenzy. I could feel my orgasm building, my body trembling with need.
"I'm going to come, Aman," I gasped, my hips bucking against his face. "I'm going to come so fucking hard."
Aman didn't stop, his tongue working me into a frenzy. I felt my orgasm crash over me, my body shuddering with pleasure as I screamed his name.
Aman didn't give me a chance to catch my breath, his lips meeting mine in a searing kiss as he positioned himself at my entrance. "I'm going to fuck you now, Pranali," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "I'm going to make you mine."
I moaned in response, my body aching for him. "Yes, Aman," I gasped, my hips arching up to meet his. "I'm yours... take me."
Aman didn't need any more encouragement. He thrust into me, his dick filling me up, stretching me to the limits. I cried out in pleasure, my body trembling with need.
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