Touched by Time: Tanya’s Forbidden Passion

A SpicyRaaz Original Confession

I first saw Aarav Mishra in my office, his eyes piercing through the crowd of suits and ties, like a seasoned predator surveying his territory. His gaze found mine, and I felt my breath hitch, my heart pounding in my chest. He was unlike any man I'd ever met - intense, brooding, and fiercely intelligent.

Our interactions were limited to work at first, but every conversation left me wanting more. His passion for his craft was infectious, and his stories of exposing corruption and injustice made my heart race. I found myself drawn to him, not just physically, but intellectually and emotionally. I craved the raw, real connection I felt when we spoke, the way his eyes lit up when he talked about his work.

One evening, after a particularly grueling day, we found ourselves alone in the office. The air was thick with tension, and I could feel my body respond to his nearness. He turned to me, his eyes dark and full of desire, and I knew I was lost.

"Tanya," he whispered, his voice husky with desire, "I want you."

I hesitated, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts, but my body screamed for him. I wanted him, needed him, more than I'd ever wanted anything in my life. I took a deep breath and stepped towards him, my body pressed against his.

"I want you too," I breathed, my voice barely a whisper.

He groaned, his hands sliding up my back, pulling me closer. His lips found mine, his kiss hungry, demanding, and I melted into him, my body responding to his touch. I could feel his hardness pressing against me, and I moaned, my hands fumbling with his shirt, desperate to feel his skin against mine.

He pulled away, his eyes dark with desire, and I could see the lust, the need, the raw hunger in his gaze. He wanted me, and I wanted him, and there was no turning back. He lifted me up, his hands cupping my ass, and carried me to the nearby couch, his lips never leaving mine.

He laid me down, his body covering mine, his hands exploring every inch of me. His fingers traced the curve of my breasts, his thumb brushing against my hard nipples, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine. I arched my back, my body begging for more, and he obliged, his mouth capturing my nipple, his tongue teasing and taunting.

I moaned, my hands tangled in his hair, my body writhing beneath him. He moved lower, his mouth trailing kisses down my stomach, his fingers tracing the waistband of my pants. I gasped, my body trembling with anticipation, as he slowly pulled them off, his eyes never leaving mine.

He knelt before me, his eyes filled with desire, and I felt my body respond, my pussy aching for him. He leaned forward, his mouth capturing mine, his fingers sliding between my legs, finding my wetness. I moaned, my hips bucking against him, as he teased and taunted, his fingers sliding in and out of me, driving me wild with desire.

He broke away, his eyes dark with lust, and I knew what he wanted. I nodded, my body trembling with anticipation, as he moved between my legs, his hard cock pressing against my entrance. I gasped as he thrust into me, my body stretching to accommodate him, my pussy clenching around him.

He groaned, his hands gripping my hips, as he began to move, his thrusts slow and deep, filling me completely. I moaned, my hands tangled in his hair, my body arching against him, as he drove me wild with pleasure.

He moved faster, his thrusts harder, and I could feel my orgasm building, my body trembling with need. I cried out, my body shattering around him, as he continued to thrust, his movements wild and frantic. He groaned, his body tensing, as he found his release, his cock pulsing inside me.

We lay there, our bodies tangled together, our breathing ragged, as we came down from our high. I looked up at him, my eyes filled with desire, and I knew I wanted more. "Again," I whispered, my voice hoarse with need.

He groaned, his cock hardening inside me, as he began to move once more, his thrusts slow and deep. I moaned, my body responding to him, as we lost ourselves in each other, our bodies moving in perfect harmony.

We fucked like animals, our bodies slick with sweat, our moans filling the air. He drove me wild with pleasure, his cock filling me completely, his fingers teasing and taunting. I came again, my body shattering around him, as he continued to thrust, his movements wild and frantic.

He groaned, his body tensing, as he found his release, his cock pulsing inside me. We lay there, our bodies tangled together, our breathing ragged, as we came down from our high.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion.

I looked up at him, my eyes filled with love, and I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

"I love you too," I breathed, my voice filled with emotion.

We lay there

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