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He didn’t say anything after that, and she sensed that he didn’t want to talk more. Janak had warned her that the only way she could have the possibility of a future with Rohan was if he opened up to her. He hadn’t told her everything today, but he had shared something, and for that, she was grateful. At least, it was a step forward. Hence, she wouldn’t probe him anymore.
She returned to the centre of the room, looking up at the sky through the glass roof. Finally, she looked at Rohan, who was watching her in that deeply intense way of his that always caused her pulse to escalate.
“This is amazing,” she said. “Thank you for sharing this place with me.”
“I thought you’d appreciate it.” His eyes blazed. He straightened and walked closer, his every step making her heart beat a little harder.
“And I wanted to see you just like this—drenched by the moonlight, your silver gown aglow, your skin radiant, and your red-tipped hair looking like it’s on fire.”
The heat in his words, the want on his face… Her whole body was vibrating now. Anticipation rose and flared as Rohan advanced forward, his eyes intent on her. He walked closer, like a predator stalking his prey. She backed several steps, and he followed. Her legs hit the day bed, and then he was in front of her, towering over her. His scent invaded her lungs; his breaths mingled with hers. Her chest rose and fell as desire pooled low in her belly. This man only had to look at her, and she was reduced to this quivering, aching ball of need.
He cupped her jaw. “You are so beautiful, Jiya.”
He tipped her face up at the same time he leaned down, his lips hovering over hers. “I’m willing to give this a chance. Just don’t fall in love with me, okay?”
She frowned, but before she could form a reply, his lips touched hers, and she lost her line of thought. He drew her in his arms and fireworks burst under her skin. Her arms curled around his neck, holding him close. Rohan parted her lips and entered her mouth, and she began to lose sense of everything around her. There was no one else here. Just him and her. For the first time ever, they were all alone and wouldn’t be disturbed. It was beyond exciting. Rohan pushed closer to her, caging her against his body. His tongue touched hers, and she gasped. His hand sank into her hair as he devoured her mouth, leaving no room for her to breathe, let alone think.
But her earlier insecurities rose, especially considering he’d just told her that he didn’t want her falling in love with him. She shifted back, breaking the kiss. His lips moved to her cheek and her jaw while his hands charted a path down her shoulders, lowering the straps of her gown. Pleasure washed over her. She forced herself to speak before he took over her mind completely.
“Rohan, I need to ask you something,” she breathed out.
“Later…” His mouth moved down her jaw, skating lower, sucking the corner of her throat. His hands dipped inside her bodice, and he caressed her breasts. He pushed into her at the same time.
She moaned as his thick, hard erection pressed into her belly. Her core throbbed as his hands worked her breasts while he continued to push against her. The ache grew and spread with each thrust of his body into hers. Desire stormed through her. Tension gathered sweetly inside her.
She inhaled, and his delicious scent hit her nostrils. Rohan was everywhere. His mouth, his hands—they were making her forget everything. Maintaining her sanity when he was hell-bent on destroying her mind was so hard. She hated having to stop him, but she needed clarity. “Please… I need to know one thing before we continue.”
He stopped and looked into her eyes. “What?”
“Why me?”
He blinked as if unable to believe her question. “What do you mean?”
“Earlier tonight, I saw so many beautiful women at your party. I’m sure many of them would be willing to give you anything and do anything for you.”
“They would. I know that as a fact. But where are you going with this, Jiya?”
“Then why have you chosen to be with me rather than any of them?” She pointed to the door. “The women outside are not only beautiful, they are older, wiser, and richer. Then why am I…”
He planted his mouth on her, silencing her. “Stop talking.”
“But…”
“None of those women are you. You are beautiful and smart, and I like that you keep touching me even without thinking.” He continued kissing her. Her hands went to his face, caressing his cheeks as she responded to him helplessly, like she always did.
“I like that you always speak your mind.”
He kissed her lips again.
“I like that you know what you want and go after it.” Another kiss followed. “I like that you’re the only woman who’s gotten beneath my skin. I like that you’re the only one who’s made me crave. Do you need more, or is this enough?”
Her chest swelled under his praise. She brought his mouth back to hers. His tongue dipped inside her mouth, and she lost all rational thought. His tongue played with hers while his hands began to roam up and down her bare arms. He laid her down on the day bed and leaned over her. He lowered her bodice, and her breasts pooled into his waiting palms. His fingers skimmed over her nipples, and she shivered, lost to the pleasure building inside her.
He took her hands in his and raised them high above her head. “Keep your hands there. Don’t move them.” His authoritative words made her blood run hotter.
She did as he asked. A satisfied smile stretched on his face as he saw her spread like that for him. Lifting her leg, he wrapped it around his waist. Finding the slit in her gown, he pushed it higher until her whole leg was bare to him. He pushed the gown to one side and claimed her breasts with his mouth while his hand pushed her panties to the side and slid inside her wet folds. The dual sensations were too much. She squirmed, barely managing to keep her hands above her head.
“I need to touch y…you,” she stuttered.
