Abhimanyu took a slow step backward, breaking the heavy physical contact between their bodies. The sudden loss of his heat left a cold ache on Shivika's bare skin. His dark eyes never left her flushed reflection in the glass. He gently placed his warm hands on her bare shoulders and turned her around very slowly.
Now, they were standing face to face.
Shivika was entirely naked. Her red saree, her petticoat, and her lace underwear were all lying in a heavy pool at her feet. She stood exposed under the dim lights of the bedroom, totally vulnerable to his hungry gaze. Abhimanyu, on the other hand, was still fully dressed in his dark trousers and his white dress shirt. He had unbuttoned the top of his shirt, revealing his tanned skin and the strong lines of his throat.
Shivika slowly lifted her heavy eyelids. She looked straight up into his pitch black eyes. The dark, obsessive fire burning inside his gaze was overwhelming. She felt very shy, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, but the blinding pleasure he had just given her had washed away her usual fear.
The heavy silence in the room was only broken by the sound of their rapid breathing.
Slowly, almost on its own, her gaze started to drop.
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