♣ (MATURE CONTENT AHEAD)
Her voice was husky, laced with lust, and need for…him. The girl had gotten rid of all her clothes except the red undies and a deep moron spaghetti. The wet sweatshirt laid near the bed while the soaked-up jeans hung up on the window post.
The night was taking an upward swing in the dangerous area. Unlike the day, where the bright shining sun rules over the planet with routinising development, the night brought along a wave of erotic aura with it. It bathed the young hearts with sinful desires, challenging their sanity.
It’s the most difficult part of the day for the solitude and dark tests patience and determination of one’s heart—the young couple wasn’t an exception to it. The Dark night was the test of time.
An unknown tension overtook t
