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Her chest pressed to his, her nipples chafing deliciously against the fine layer of hair scattered across his chest. She was so close. Again. How could that be?

His hands splayed around her hips. Lightly. As if he was trying to resist taking the reins—but only just. She liked that he even tried. Her gaze caught his and, for another moment, she couldn’t breathe. Placing her hands on his shoulders, Isla levered herself slightly upright and, her eyes still locked with his, she slipped slowly—so slowly—down his length, taking him inside her.

Deep, and sure.

It was possibly the most provocative thing she’d ever done. And Nikhil seemed to think so too. His jaw was so tight she was half afraid he might break it.

‘See what happens when you give up control?’ she whispered, her eyes still held by his. ‘Even for this tiny moment.’

‘I only know that you’re killing me, pyar,’ he ground out.

And suddenly his perpetually dark expression cleared, if only for a moment, and she saw something in those depths that she had never anticipated. Something that called to her so loudly, and so clearly. A jagged puzzle piece, like those pieces of jewellery that were two halves of a whole. And, not that she’d ever realised it before, the matching piece lay—just as deeply buried—inside her.

It called to her, clawed at her and, even if she couldn’t bring herself to answer, there was no way she could stop her heart from swelling in her chest. Insane, and dangerous, and just as undeniable.

And then she wasn’t in control any longer. Nikhil’s hands tightened around her hips and he began to set the pace. Slow yet inexorable, beating in her chest, her belly, and through her very veins. Building deliciously and carrying her higher still as her fingers bit into his shoulders as she matched him, thrust for thrust.

‘Nikhil...’

‘Forget about control, pyar,’ he muttered, his voice gratifyingly strained. ‘Forget about everything and just let go.’

‘You first,’ she murmured, scarcely recognising her own voice.

Her entire body was fizzing as she began to move again, riding them both towards the edge. And suddenly it didn’t matter who had fallen first as they toppled together, over the edge and into the gloriously endless abyss beyond.

* * *

It was an hour or so later when Isla swung her legs heavily over the side of the bed as Nikhil lay sleeping. She ached everywhere. A delicious bone-deep ache that reminded her of every last second of that glorious time together.

An ache that made her hesitate as her feet made contact with the wooden floor, wishing she didn’t have to force herself to get up. To sneak out.

It was supposed to have been about quenching her thirst for Nikhil. How could it be that, instead, the more she had of this man, the more she seemed to crave?

Well, either way, it was too bad. They’d had their indulgence; he wasn’t going to welcome her still being around when he woke. Nikhil would be about business, the way he was always about busi

ness. But this afternoon had been something special. Just between them. A moment where he had relaxed his control...and a memory she would have for ever...where Nikhil had been at her mercy—if only for a few hours.

She tucked it away as something precious.

Leaning forward a fraction, Isla placed her fists either side of her bottom, pushing into the mattress, and levered her reluctant body up.

‘Going somewhere?’

She swung around quickly.

God, he still looked so impossibly beautiful. It wasn’t fair, really.

‘It’s nearly dinnertime. I thought I should get changed for the evening.’

He frowned. ‘You don’t have to do that.’

Her heart faltered in her chest. Could he possibly want her to stay? Her blood pumped harder in her veins and she tried to quell it. Even if he did want her to stay, she shouldn’t. It was already starting to become too difficult to separate the sex from the emotion.

‘I’m the scheduled doctor on call,’ she offered instead, chewing on her lower lip, almost frightened of saying too much and spooking him.

‘You have your pager?’

‘Of course.’ She looked around for her clothes, flushing when she saw them lying haphazardly on the floor, and remembering Nikhil’s impatience at removing them.

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