|| Part-4||
Recap: Sanyukta approached Randhir confronting her for the past
Randhir didn't know why he was being such a hard-ass about denying the rumour. Maybe because he realized a defence was pointless, especially after all this time. Or maybe it was because a denial would only stir up the gossips.
They'd rehash his reputation. Talk a lot of shit, dredge up the past and before he knew it, his choice whether or not to stay in town would be made for him. Though deep down, he acknowledged that none of that was true.
He'd never cared about what other people thought of him. What bothered him was that Sanyukta was ashamed to have kissed him. Especially when he was desperately craving another taste of her delicious mouth.
"You're bad" she said.
But she didn't sound disgusted. More...intrigued. That curiosity was as sexy as her very kissable mouth. He wanted her like crazy. Randhir had learned a lot about self-control over the years. He understood now that he couldn't always have what he wanted. But Sanyukta made him think of tossing all that out the window and kissing her senseless right here on his driveway. In fact, he was liking that idea more and more.
"If you're going to worry about gossip, we should really give people something to talk about." He gave her his wickedest smirk.
When she didn't run, he reached out, slid both hands up her arms and pulled her close. Not close enough, since she was wrapped in twenty layers of fabric, but still within kissing distance. Her pretty grey eyes rounded so big, her lush black lashes almost hit her eyebrows as he lowered his mouth to hers.
Delicious.
Heat surged. Even though he wanted to devour her mouth, he kept the kiss whisper-soft, with barely a hint of pressure. He expected her to push him away. He just hoped he'd get one good taste before she did. The last thing he figured she'd do was kiss him back. Her tongue met his, spearing fire through his body. Damn, he loved being wrong. Sanyukta's mouth was a sweetly addicting nectar and after just one taste, he was hooked. Their lips slipped together like they were made for each other.
A perfect fit, Randhir glided his tongue along the delicate seam of her lips, imagining other seams, other lips, other hot kisses as she gasped and opened to him. Their tongues tangled in a hot, frantic dance. Her fingers gripped his arms, nails digging into his biceps in a way that made him groan.
He slipped his hands down to cup her, then, remembering they were in his driveway, he quickly moved them back to her waist. After a few more incredible seconds, he gave in to the soft pressure of her hands on his shoulders and pulled back to stare at Sanyukta. Her eyes were a misty, fogged with desire and, he was pleased to see, sexual curiosity. He was looking forward to answering any questions she might have.
"Was that an agreement?" Sanyukta asked breathlessly."Your way of saying you were sorry and you'll help me out?"
The heat in his blood cooled instantly.
"Is that why you kissed me? To convince me to do what you wanted?" Randhir demanded.
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