She craved the forbidden a desire as hot as the Indian sun. Her eyes scanned the room a glint of mischief.
He was young vibrant a forbidden fruit. Her fingers traced his jawline a silent invitation.
The air thickened with unspoken words a tension that pulsed. He leaned in his breath hot against her ear.
Her fingers found his shirtbuttons unfastening them slowly one by one. Their eyes locked a silent agreement.
He lifted her into his arms a primal roar in his throat. Their journey into desire had just begun.
