Only then did he pull back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction. "That," he said hoarsely, thumbing the smear of her arousal on his lower lip, "was just an appetizer." Kiara panted beneath him, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

Before she could catch her breath, Abhimaan hauled her up by the hips, flipping her onto her stomach with a rough growl. The edge of the desk bit into her thighs as he yanked the ruined silk of her saree higher, baring her completely to his hungry gaze.