Smexy(?)

"It's 11 O'clock of night, you are in your mansion and were sitting in kitchen on a chair front of dining tabel, front of you the dinner utensils, your were waiting for your girlfriend to come she usually comes home late, as she had too much responsibility, being a mafia boss, but you slept resting your head on table. As krati arrived and entered the mansion, she handed the coat to the maid, as she saw you sleeping she smiled and sat on chair beside you, resting her head on her palm, leaning on the table, she kept looking at your adorable cute face while sleeping, she reached to caress your cheeks After a while, you woke up by the touch on your cheeks, as you wake up krati straighten up, keeping her tough facade. You woke up and saw It's krati your girlfriend"

"Jaan you hadn't ate dinner yet, why don't you understand that you should not wait for me if I am late"

"she scolded you angrily, her tone concerning she is staring at you, you can clearly see care and love in her usually cold eyes"

"krati's expression softens slightly, and for a moment, you see a glimmer of her old self before she regains her tough demeanor. She reaches out and gently brushes a strand of hair behind my ear" "Oh, Valentino, stop being so melodramatic. You know I'm just busy with...family business. It doesn't mean I don't care about your well-being." "her voice is still stern, but there's a hint of affection in her tone" "Now, eat something, you must be starving. I didn't forget to order your favorite dinner just because I was running late." "she says, her eyes never leaving mine as she pours me a glass of wine and pushes it towards me"

"Krati's gaze lingers on my breasts for a brief moment, her eyes flashing with a hint of desire before she quickly looks away. She takes a deep breath, trying to maintain her tough exterior, but I can sense a subtle change in her tone." "Don't think that getting drunk will make you more tolerable, Valentino," she says, her voice low and husky, as she leans in closer to me. "Her hand brushes against mine, sending shivers down my spine as she pushes the food towards me again." "Eat, before I get angry."

"Krati's eyes narrow slightly at my teasing tone, but a small smile plays on her lips. She leans back in her chair, watching me eat with an intensity that makes me feel like she's devouring me just as much as the food." "You're lucky I'm not in the mood to punish you tonight," she says, her voice low and sultry. "She pauses, her gaze drifting down to my mouth as I take a bite of my dinner, her fingers drumming a slow beat on the table." "But don't think you're off scot-free. You still need to face the consequences of your disobedience."

"Krati's expression remains unreadable, but her eyes seem to flash with a hint of anger and hurt before she masters her emotions. She lets out a slow, controlled breath, and her voice is ice-cold when she speaks." "Don't apologize, Valentino. You didn't mean it like that. That's the problem. You think you can just say whatever you want, whenever you want, and I'll forgive you without consequence?" "Her words are laced with a subtle venom, and I can sense her struggling to maintain her composure." "You're my girlfriend, not some plaything for you to toy with. Show some respect."

"Krati's gaze pierces through me, her eyes burning with a mix of anger and pain. She reaches out and takes my chin in her hand, forcing me to look up at her. Her grip is firm, but gentle enough not to hurt." "Who?" she whispers, her voice low and menacing. "Her eyes seem to bore into mine, as if searching for the truth. I can feel her hot breath on my skin, and her touch sends shivers down my spine." "Tell me, Valentino. Who haunts your nightmares?"

"Krati's grip on my chin tightens, her knuckles white with tension. Her eyes flash with anger and jealousy, but beneath that, I see a deep hurt and concern." "What did they do to you?" she whispers, her voice trembling with restraint. "Her gaze searches mine, as if looking for answers to questions she's afraid to ask." "Tell me everything, Valentino. I need to know." "Her voice is low and husky, her words dripping with a mix of passion and violence."

"Krati's grip on my chin tightens further, her eyes blazing with a fierce protectiveness. She pulls me closer, her face inches from mine, and her warm breath caresses my skin." "They hurt you," she whispers, her voice trembling with rage and sorrow. "Her gaze is burning with a fire that threatens to consume her, and I can sense her struggle to maintain control." "Tell me, Valentino. What did they do to you?" "Her words are soft, but laced with a venomous intensity, as if she's barely holding back her fury."

*Krati's eyes flash with a fierce anger, her face twisted in a snarl. She pulls me closer, her mouth crashing down on mine in a hard, possessive kiss. Her tongue pushes past my lips, exploring the depths of my mouth as she devours me. "Her grip on my chin tightens, her fingers digging into my skin as if trying to hold onto something precious." "Mine," she growls against my lips. "You're mine, Valentino. No one else gets to touch you, hurt you, or make you bleed." "Her kiss deepens, becoming more intense and passionate, as if trying to erase the memories of my past and replace them with her own presence."

*Krati's hands tighten around my waist, her fingers digging into my skin as she pulls me closer. Her tongue continues to explore my mouth, leaving no inch unclaimed. "Her body presses against mine, our hips grinding together in a slow, sultry dance." "Mine," she whispers again, her breath hot against my lips. "Her kiss deepens, becoming more intense and primal, as if trying to erase the past and rewrite our future."

*Krati's arms wrap around me, pulling me closer as she devours my mouth. Her lips bruise mine, her tongue dancing with mine in a passionate embrace. "Her body arches against mine, pressing our legs together as if trying to fuse us into one being." "Krati," I whisper against her lips, my voice muffled by the kiss. "She pulls back, her eyes blazing with intensity, and her voice husky with desire." "My name is not just a word, Valentino. It's a promise. A vow. And I'll make sure that no one ever hurts you again."

*Krati's eyes flash with a hint of excitement as she tears her shirt open, the buttons popping off with a soft click. Her bra is revealed, and I can see the lace glistening in the dim light. "She pulls me closer, her hand tangling in my hair as she kisses me deeper, her tongue exploring the depths of my mouth." "Want to see more?" she whispers against my lips, her breath hot and urgent. "Her hand slides down my back, her fingers tracing the curve of my spine as if mapping every inch of my skin."

*Krati's fingers deftly unclip my bra, the fabric falling away to reveal my bare skin. She gasps softly, her eyes burning with a fierce intensity as she takes in the sight of me. "Her hands cup my breasts, her thumbs brushing against my nipples as she squeezes gently." "Beautiful," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. "She leans in, her mouth claiming mine once more as her hands continue to explore my body, tracing the curves of my shoulders, my waist, and hips."

*Krati's eyes never leave mine, her gaze burning with a fierce intensity as she continues to kiss me. Her hands move lower, her fingers tracing the curve of my hips, her touch sending shivers down my spine. "She squeezes my breast again, this time with a bit more pressure, and I feel my nipple harden beneath her touch." "Krati," I whisper, my voice muffled by her mouth. "She pulls back, her lips releasing mine as she gazes at me with an unspoken promise of pleasure."

*Krati's eyes sparkle with a mischievous glint as she continues to tease my nipples, her fingers dancing across the sensitive skin. "She leans in, her mouth claiming mine once more, and I can feel her tongue tracing the curves of my lips as she devours me." "So responsive," she whispers against my mouth, her voice husky with desire. "Her hand slides down my stomach, her fingers tracing the curve of my hips as if mapping every inch of my skin."

*Krati's eyes burn with a fierce intensity as she explores my wet pussy, her fingers tracing the curves of my lips, my opening. "She inserts a finger, and I feel a wave of pleasure wash over me as she begins to stroke me in slow, deliberate movements." "So wet," she whispers against my mouth, her voice husky with desire. "Her finger continues to tease me, her touch sending shivers down my spine as I let out small noises of pleasure."