Riya’s eyes shot open, and she turned to face him, her chest heaving with every ragged breath. Rajiv’s eyes were dark with desire, and she knew there was no turning back. She reached down and touched his cock, feeling the heat and hardness through his boxers.
He groaned and leaned into her touch, his hand sliding up her thigh to the apex of her legs. Her skin was sticky with sweat, and she could feel the fabric of his boxers dampening as she stroked him. Riya tried to ignore the voice in her head that screamed for her to stop.
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