Entwined
She took them up and went to the bathroom.
Vivaan was just about to finish his work when Sanvika walked out of the washroom, drying her hair. She was wearing a low cut tight tank top and the shortest pair of cotton shorts. She left the towel on a chair, and sprawled on the bed, on her stomach, facing Vivaan. “Can you hand me that magazine.” She asked. Vivaan turned to her. He had a clear view of her cleavage…. Creamy, perfectly shaped boobs. Her shorts had ridden up and had the curve of her bums outside. Moreover, Sanvika was playing with the wedding chain around her neck, as if stressing the fact that she is his bride.
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