After the sex in the shower, Kuntal had washed Amishi tenderly. She had to admit feeling vulnerable at that precise moment as she found him staring at her in her bedroom mirror, hoping he didn't see any of the obvious feelings she had for him, neith

KUNTAL lay besides AMISHI, placing his hand on her stomach. "Are you okay?" She looked like a goddess, her hair spread on the pillow, tempting him beyond reason. She laid her hand on top of his. "I feel excellent. That was incredible."

AMISHI moaned his name as she lifted her hips, trying to get closer to his seductive mouth. The pillows under her head lifted her high enough for a perfect view, and she couldn't remove her gaze from his. He was perfect and determined to see to her

Mr Kuntal was in trouble, Trouble in the sense that he was hooked on a Fatal Drug called AMISHI, and he knew with every fiber of his being that no one except her would be able to satisfy him ever again. The thought was a climatic moment for him, and

Amishi couldn't help but stare at Kuntal, eating every detail up with her eyes. He reminded her of a panther, an animal with sleek, powerful strength, assessing her before it made its move. His muscles were tight as if waiting to pounce. Comparing t

Breaking into Amishi's home, not knowing if she was alone, was probably at the top of his "Stupidest Thing He'd (Kuntal) Ever Done" list, but he couldn't wait any longer. He hated to admit that desperation brought him to this point. But the s

Amishi hated that emotion with a passion because it only opened the doors to more sadness, but as much as she tried not to think about him, she couldn't sleep either, she should've known that Aashita knew about all her Sex affairs of the past , her

Two days later, and it was just as she had initially thought. Amishi did feel miserable and lonely. Her air-conditioning had managed to cool her skin, but there was a fire raging deep within her. She hadn't been able to get Kuntal out of her mind. C