’ She struggled half-heartedly against him, pushing her small fists against the heavy breadth of his chest. ‘I cannot.’ He gazed down at the lov...ly visage, breathing heavily of the sweetness of her scent, even muddled with the cold water of the pond. ‘I fear I am caught in the snare of your beauty, my lady. I shall never be freed of the memory of you. I must live this night with you to the fullest otherwise the regret I would feel come morning might slay me.’ ‘Fancy words you speak, sir knight.. Fir boli ki, “Main kabhi gand nahi maraungi. Aap meri didi ki hi marte raho. Mujhe nahi chahiye ye wala maza.”Main – Ab to khul gaya hai. Ab dard nahi hoga.Aarti – Fir bhi mere mein himmat nahi hai. Pata nahi didi kaise marwayi thi?Kuch der mein Pooja aa gayi. Woh Aarti ko aise haal mein dekhi to samajh gayi aur mujhpe gussa hoke boli – Main bola tha ki Aarti ki gand nahi marna.Main – Woh jabardasti marwayi hai.Aarti – Ab kabhi nahi marwaungi didi.Pooja ne fir Aarti ko ghar bhej diya aur mujhe. He dipped his head and licked upward. I moaned loudly, my hips thrusting off the bed and rocking into him. Raising his eyes to meet mine once more, he plunged his fingers as deep as they would go. Arching, savoring the sweet ache, I clenched around them, feeling my throat vibrate with sounds I couldn't contain. He withdrew slowly and I whimpered at the emptiness. I watched him, unable to control my desperate movements as he sucked my juices from his fingers. Positioning himself, I felt the. In such case he would have discerned notwithstanding her politeness to him, that Connie had no interest in him. He would have also recognized that Tracy was the first female that had a genuine regard for him. Now Tracy was no beauty, but then again she was not an ‘ugger’ either. She had passable good looks and an average body, obviously not drop dead gorgeous like Connie but by the same token not repulsive in the least. Had Spencer the perspicacity to realize most females would not deem him a.