Chapter 9 Volume 3 Kamini Diaries Special Ch 9v1
— Ruhaan Mehta 💜
They never meant to go this far.
But lust isn’t a planner — it’s a wildfire.
Her mouth found his again before the words did.
Maybe there were no words left.
Kamini’s heels were kicked off and forgotten.
Her body wasn’t wrapped in control tonight — it was wrapped around him.
Ruhaan’s back pressed against the cool rooftop railing, but he didn’t shiver.
How could he, when her heat had already burned through his spine?
“This isn’t allowed,” he murmured between stolen kisses.
“Then why does your body know every step by heart?” she bit back,
tugging at his shirt, now drenched —
from the rain or her desire, he couldn’t tell.
Their hands moved without permission —
over buttons,
down zippers,
against skin that had waited too long to be known.
She pushed him onto the lounge chair meant for mid-shift coffee breaks.
But tonight… it was a throne of sin.
Kamini climbed on top like it belonged to her.
Like he did.
She didn’t ride him like a lover.
She rode him like a queen claiming a stolen throne.
Gasps melted into moans.
Fingers into fists.
Names into nonsense.
The city below? Forgotten.
The sky above? Jealous.
And when their bodies stopped moving — just for a second —
she whispered it again, against his lips:
“Now the stars know, Ruhaan.
And now they’re blushing.”
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