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“Stop,” I gasp, feeling exposed and vulnerable under his unwavering gaze. “Please, just…stop.”
“Are you sure?” he asks, his voice low and seductive. “You seem to be enjoying yourself quite a bit, Lily.”
“More than I should,” I admit, unable to deny the truth any longer. My emotions are a tangled mess, a whirlwind of desire, shame, and confusion that threatens to consume me.
“Maybe,” Nikhil allows, pulling back slightly. “But there’s no shame in giving in to your desires, Lily. Especially when they’re as intense as ours.”
“Is that what this is?” I ask, my voice barely audible as the weight of our actions begins to sink in. “Just desire?”
“Isn’t it enough for now?” he counters, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
I want to argue, to tell him that it’s not enough—that I need more than just raw passion and unbridled lust. But the words catch in my throat, stubbornly refusing to be spoken. Because deep down, I know he’s right. For now, desire is all we have. And it is enough.
The door suddenly rattles, breaking the spell that had enveloped us.
“Come on, you two!” Isabella’s voice calls out from behind the door, her impatience evident. “We need to leave now!”
Nikhil’s blue eyes flash with annoyance, but also something deeper—determination. He leans close, his breath hot against my ear. “Ignore her,” he whispers, his hand slipping down to my thigh.
“Are you insane?” I hiss, attempting to push him away. “We can’t just keep going while she’s waiting for us out there.”
“Watch me,” he challenges, his gaze locked onto mine. His eyes are filled with desire, a promise of what’s to come.
“Tell her we’ll be out in a minute,” I plead, but it’s obvious my words fall on deaf ears.
“Isabella!” Nikhil shouts, his tone cold and unwavering. “We’re not leaving yet. I have something to finish.” With that, he grabs my hand and places it on his throbbing arousal beneath his pants, eliciting a gasp from me as I involuntarily bite my bottom lip.
“Damn it, Nikhil! Stop fooling around!” Isabella fires back, her frustration seething through the door.
“Tell me, Lily. Do you want me?” Nikhil purrs into my ear, his grip on my wrist firm yet gentle.
I struggle to form a coherent response, torn between my burning need for him and the guilt of keeping Isabella waiting. My body betrays me, though, as I silently nod, unable to resist the magnetic pull of his touch.
“Fine!” Isabella huffs from outside the door. “But you better hurry up, or I’m leaving without you!”
“Later,” Nikhil whispers to me, his lips brushing against my cheek. He pulls away from our embrace and stands up, offering me a hand as I reluctantly follow suit.
The moment feels stolen, rushed, yet the lingering taste of passion remains. As we leave the dressing room, my heart races with anticipation, wondering when—and how—that “later” will come.
20
ANNALISE
Ibrush my fingers along my lips, the tingling sensation from my intimate encounter with Nikhil refusing to fade. The memory of his touch sends shivers down my spine, a mixture of fear and desire that I can’t quite shake off.
I shouldn’t be this attracted to him, to a man who kidnapped me…well, if I can even call it kidnapping. I’ve willingly stayed to be close to my daughters.
“I’m ready to go,” Isabella says the second she lays eyes on us, a bit of attitude evident in her eyes.
“Isa—” I stop talking when she shoots me a dark look.
She’s mad at me.
Why?
Probably because I just let her brother eat me out in the changing room of a shop with customers coming in and out.
She probably thinks I’m a slut.
