The room was completely quiet, save for the rhythmic humming of the air conditioner. Prem and Simran stood just a few inches apart, the tension between them heavy and undeniable.
"Tumhe lagta hai yeh sahi hai?" Simran whispered, her voice trembling slightly as she looked up at him. Her eyes were dark, filled with a mix of hesitation and intense desire.
Prem didn't answer right away. Instead, he took a step closer, closing the remaining distance between them. He reached out, his fingers gently brushing a stray lock of hair away from her face, his touch lingering on her cheek. His skin was warm against hers.
"Sahi aur galat ka pata nahi," Prem murmured, his voice deep and laced with an unspoken hunger. "But I know I’ve wanted this for a very long time."
Simran’s breath hitched. The warmth of his hand sent a shiver down her spine. When his thumb lightly traced her lower lip, her defenses completely melted away. She leaned into his touch, her gaze locking onto his lips.
Without another word, Prem pulled her closer by her waist. The sudden closeness made her gasp, but the sound was instantly swallowed as his lips met hers.
The kiss started slow, a gentle exploration filled with months of suppressed longing. But within seconds, the restraint broke. The kiss turned deep, urgent, and fiercely passionate. Simran’s hands found their way into his hair, pulling him closer, while Prem’s grip tightended around her, lifting her slightly until she was pressed completely against him.
Every breath they shared felt electric, the world outside the room completely fading away as they gave in to the heat of the moment.
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