This chapter contains explicit content! Please read only if you are comfortable.

Kriti's POV~

Aayansh stood over me, after tossing me onto the bed, his predatory gaze taking in every inch of me.
"I won't hold back, and there won't be anything gentle about it, Kriti" He whispered huskily.

With trembling hands, I discarded his shirt somewhere in the room, leaving his chest bare.
My eyes followed the trail of veins along his forearms, the flex of his biceps as he leaned closer, and I swallowed hard.

His lips left a trail of heat down my neck, and I arched beneath him, wanting more.
He kissed my collarbones, lingering there, before moving lower. I could feel every breath, every press of his mouth against me.