The dim glow of the bedside lamp bathed the room in a soft, golden hue, casting flickering shadows across their entwined bodies. Siya lay beneath him, her breath heavy, her skin burning with anticipation as Reyansh’s fingers traced a slow, teasing path along her inner thigh. His touch was featherlight, yet it sent shivers rippling down her spine.

A gasp escaped her lips as he finally explored her folds, his fingers sliding in with agonizing slowness. Her body arched into his touch, craving more.