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**”Bound by Desire”**

Vanshita had always been curious about submission—about giving up control to someone she trusted completely. That’s why, when Ayushman, my best friend and occasional flirtation, suggested we try something new, I agreed before I could second-guess myself.

We were at his place, the dim glow of a single lamp casting shadows across the room. He had that smirk, the one that always made my stomach flip—confident, knowing. “You sure about this?” he asked, his fingers tracing lazy circles on my wrist.

I swallowed hard, nodding. “Yeah. Just… go easy on me at first.”

He chuckled, low and dark, before pulling out two silk scarves from his drawer. “Hands above your head,” he murmured, guiding my wrists to the bedpost. The fabric slid snugly around them, tight enough to hold but not hurt. My pulse spiked as he tied the knot, testing it with a tug.

Then came the blindfold. Soft black silk, dipping me into complete darkness. My breath hitched as the world vanished, leaving only the sound of his voice, his touch. “You look fucking perfect like this,” he growled, his hands skimming down my sides.

I shivered as his fingers hooked under the hem of my shirt, lifting it slowly over my head. Cool air hit my bare skin, my nipples hardening instantly. He traced one with his thumb, and I gasped, arching into his touch. “So fucking responsive,” he muttered, before his mouth closed over me, hot and wet.

I whimpered, tugging at the restraints as his tongue flicked my nipple, his teeth grazing just enough to make me jerk. His hand slid down my stomach, slipping beneath the waistband of my leggings. My hips lifted instinctively, desperate for contact.

“Patience,” he teased, dragging his fingers over my panties, feeling how soaked I already was. I clenched around nothing, my pussy throbbing. “Fuck, Ayush—”

He yanked my leggings and panties down in one smooth motion, the cool air hitting my wet folds. Then his mouth was on me, licking a slow, torturous stripe up my slit. I cried out, my thighs trembling as his tongue circled my clit, flicking it roughly. “Oh my god—!”

He didn’t let up, sucking my clit between his lips, his fingers plunging into my pussy without warning. I thrashed against the restraints, my moans loud and shameless. “You taste so fucking good,” he growled against me, curling his fingers just right.

I was already close, my body coiling tight, when he suddenly pulled away. I whimpered in protest, my hips chasing his touch. “Ayushman, please—”

His chuckle was wicked. “Begging already?” His hands gripped my thighs, spreading me wider as something blunt—the head of his cock—rubbed against my entrance. “You want it?”

“Yes, fuck, yes—”

He slammed into me in one deep thrust, stretching me perfectly. My back arched off the bed, a broken moan tearing from my throat as he filled me completely. He didn’t give me time to adjust, pulling out and driving back in, his hips snapping hard.

The bed rocked with each thrust, his cock hitting that spot inside me that made my toes curl. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he grunted, his grip bruising on my hips.

I was a mess beneath him, my moans high and desperate, my pussy clenching around him. The blindfold only made everything more intense—the slap of skin, the way his breath hitched when I clenched around him.

“Gonna come,” I panted, my whole body trembling.

He fucked me harder, his thumb finding my clit, rubbing tight circles. That was all it took—my orgasm crashed over me, my pussy squeezing his cock as I screamed his name.

He followed right after, his thrusts turning ragged as he buried himself deep, his groan rough against my ear. “Fuck, Vansh—” His cock pulsed inside me, filling me with his cum as he ground into me, milking every last drop.

We stayed like that for a moment, both of us panting, before he finally pulled out. He untied my wrists gently, removing the blindfold. The light made me blink, but his smirk was worth it. “Still think I should’ve gone easy?”

I swatted his chest, but I was grinning. “Asshole.”

He kissed me, slow and deep. “You loved it.”

And fuck, I really did.

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