The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the city. Krish stood on the balcony of his apartment, the cool evening breeze tousling his hair. He had been waiting for this moment all week—the chance to spend a night with Nila, the woman who had captured his heart.
Nila arrived just as the first stars began to twinkle in the sky. She wore a flowing, deep red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, and her hair cascaded down her shoulders in soft waves. Krish's breath caught in his throat as he took in her beauty.
“Hey, you,” she said with a playful smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “What’s the plan for tonight?”
Krish stepped closer, taking her hand in his. “I thought we could start with dinner, but I have something special planned afterward.”
Nila raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh? I like the sound of that.”
They shared a delicious meal, laughter and conversation flowing as easily as the wine. Krish couldn’t help but admire the way Nila’s eyes lit up when she talked about her passions, her laughter ringing like music in his ears. As the night wore on, the chemistry between them crackled like electricity.
After dinner, Krish led Nila to the rooftop terrace, where fairy lights twinkled above them, creating a magical atmosphere. He had set up a cozy spot with cushions and blankets, and a small speaker played soft, romantic music in the background.
“Wow, this is beautiful,” Nila said, her eyes wide with delight. She settled onto the cushions, and Krish joined her, their knees brushing against each other.
As they talked and shared stories, the tension between them grew palpable. Krish could feel his heart racing as he leaned closer to Nila, their faces inches apart. He could see the desire in her eyes, and he knew she felt it too.
“Can I kiss you?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Nila nodded, her breath hitching in anticipation. Krish closed the distance between them, capturing her lips with his. The kiss was soft at first, but it quickly deepened, igniting a fire within them both. Nila’s hands tangled in his hair as she pressed closer, and Krish wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against him.
As they broke the kiss, both breathless, Nila looked up at him with a playful smile. “I think we should take this inside.”
Krish’s heart raced at her suggestion. He took her hand, leading her back into the apartment, where the atmosphere was charged with anticipation. He closed the door behind them, and before he could say a word, Nila was in his arms again, their lips crashing together with urgency.
They stumbled toward the bedroom, their hands exploring each other’s bodies, igniting every nerve ending. Krish’s fingers traced the curve of Nila’s waist, while her hands roamed over his chest, feeling the heat radiating from him.
Once in the bedroom, Krish gently pushed Nila onto the bed, his eyes dark with desire. He took a moment to admire her, the way the moonlight illuminated her skin, making her look ethereal. “You’re stunning,” he murmured, his voice thick with longing.
Nila smiled, her cheeks flushed. “And you’re making me feel things I’ve never felt before.”
With that, Krish leaned down, capturing her lips once more as he slowly began to undress her. He took his time, savoring every moment, every gasp that escaped her lips as he revealed her soft skin. Nila’s hands found their way to his shirt, and she eagerly pushed it off, her fingers exploring the contours of his body.
To be continued.....
Nila arrived just as the first stars began to twinkle in the sky. She wore a flowing, deep red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, and her hair cascaded down her shoulders in soft waves. Krish's breath caught in his throat as he took in her beauty.
“Hey, you,” she said with a playful smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “What’s the plan for tonight?”
Krish stepped closer, taking her hand in his. “I thought we could start with dinner, but I have something special planned afterward.”
Nila raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh? I like the sound of that.”
They shared a delicious meal, laughter and conversation flowing as easily as the wine. Krish couldn’t help but admire the way Nila’s eyes lit up when she talked about her passions, her laughter ringing like music in his ears. As the night wore on, the chemistry between them crackled like electricity.
After dinner, Krish led Nila to the rooftop terrace, where fairy lights twinkled above them, creating a magical atmosphere. He had set up a cozy spot with cushions and blankets, and a small speaker played soft, romantic music in the background.
“Wow, this is beautiful,” Nila said, her eyes wide with delight. She settled onto the cushions, and Krish joined her, their knees brushing against each other.
As they talked and shared stories, the tension between them grew palpable. Krish could feel his heart racing as he leaned closer to Nila, their faces inches apart. He could see the desire in her eyes, and he knew she felt it too.
“Can I kiss you?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Nila nodded, her breath hitching in anticipation. Krish closed the distance between them, capturing her lips with his. The kiss was soft at first, but it quickly deepened, igniting a fire within them both. Nila’s hands tangled in his hair as she pressed closer, and Krish wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against him.
As they broke the kiss, both breathless, Nila looked up at him with a playful smile. “I think we should take this inside.”
Krish’s heart raced at her suggestion. He took her hand, leading her back into the apartment, where the atmosphere was charged with anticipation. He closed the door behind them, and before he could say a word, Nila was in his arms again, their lips crashing together with urgency.
They stumbled toward the bedroom, their hands exploring each other’s bodies, igniting every nerve ending. Krish’s fingers traced the curve of Nila’s waist, while her hands roamed over his chest, feeling the heat radiating from him.
Once in the bedroom, Krish gently pushed Nila onto the bed, his eyes dark with desire. He took a moment to admire her, the way the moonlight illuminated her skin, making her look ethereal. “You’re stunning,” he murmured, his voice thick with longing.
Nila smiled, her cheeks flushed. “And you’re making me feel things I’ve never felt before.”
With that, Krish leaned down, capturing her lips once more as he slowly began to undress her. He took his time, savoring every moment, every gasp that escaped her lips as he revealed her soft skin. Nila’s hands found their way to his shirt, and she eagerly pushed it off, her fingers exploring the contours of his body.
To be continued.....
nuvva?? .. Btw it's beautiful like a poem.. But if u stop it here it' would be nice jus like a poem.... Wat do u think bangaram??..... Said not said louder explicitly wud b beautiful isn't it ma 
I love this... just an amazing story 
also I want you just like you expressed on ur story