He lifted his head slightly, his gaze finding hers, softened now but still intense. He brushed a damp tendril of hair from her forehead, his thumb tracing her cheekbone. A profound tenderness washed over Kiara, mingling with the lingering aftershocks of pleasure. He shifted his weight slightly, pulling her closer, his arms wrapping possessively around her.

"Mmm... your heat still throbs inside me, begging for more," Kiara moaned softly against his neck. "Now ride me," Abhimaan murmured against her ear, his breath hot and rough. His hands slid down to grip her hips, urging her upward. Kiara pushed herself up slowly, straddling him, her thighs trembling as she settled atop him.