Mithran felt all his control draining and on an impulse, he swooped down and took her lips in his.
Oh sweet heavens!
Mithran nibbled softly on her lower lips and pulled her against him closer! His palm was sprawled over her exposed waist. Her skin was soft and satiny.
He has never tasted anything as sweet as Chaahat’s sinfully decadent lips, he decided then and there. All he wanted was to kiss her all night long. He had never felt a kiss this intense before.
It took him a moment to realise that Chaahat had gone stiff in his arms. She wasn’t responding to his kiss. Instead she was rigid as a rock.
He slowly pulled away and looked down at her face.
She was looking at him in shock and horror.
Oh God! Not the reaction any man wants after such a kiss.
“Chaahat” he called out softly and that startled her out of her frozen state.
Her eyes were burning when it focused on him again.