Page 113 of Reckless Dare

“Oh God, Abhi! We were hardly quiet! Everyone must have heard! I’m not stepping out of this closet until midnight!”

Her tormentor’s chest shook with laughter and he bent his head and kissed her nose.

“I don’t mind staying in this closet with you until midnight.”

She whacked him. “It’s not funny! Everyone would know what we have been doing inside the college closet! We might even be suspended!”

Oh God! She couldn’t imagine being dragged to the dean’s office after getting caught in the closet with Abhiram Simha.

Instead of being similarly horrified, her tormentor was beyond amused. His teeth flashed white as he grinned like the reckless bad boy he was.

“I know a spot where there are no cameras in the detention room,” he said with another wicked grin.

“Abhi!”

Her heart raced and she couldn’t believe she was excited about breaking the rules with him.

“Stop it! I’m not having sex in the detention room!”

He laughed as he slowly lowered her until her feet were once again touching the ground. Pulling out a tissue from his pocket, he cleaned her between her legs.

Her face heated at his gesture. He was a bad boy who was considerate.

Throwing the tissue in the nearby garbage bin, he kissed her on her lips. “Relax. Everyone is outside, busy with the Holi celebrations. I doubt if anyone heard us.”

She relaxed a bit, knowing it was true. Students were busy celebrating the Festival of Colors. Like other students, she had worn an all-white dress too to participate in the festivities. But when she was on her way to participate, she was yanked into a hidden closet by her tormentor.

“Let’s get back to your housing unit,” he said huskily. “Your roommates won’t be there, so you don’t have to control your moans.”

She blushed hard knowing it was true. Each night when he did things to her, she had to bite her lips or the pillow to hide her pleasurable moans.

She was quite tempted to have the apartment all to themselves, but she forcibly shook her head.

“No. I want to check out the celebration. This is my first Holi at Simha.”

He let out a sigh. “Fine. Let’s go then.”

Her heart began thudding. “Go? How can we go together?”

She wasn’t sure if she wanted to be seen right then with him. The stares and the questions that would follow would ruin her experience.

He looked at her for a moment. “Yes, we can go together.”

With that, he once again caught her wrist and pulled her out of the closet. Biting her lip and feeling nervous, she went along with him. But before they joined the crowd, he stopped at a place away from everyone’s gazes. There were several bins of colored powders.

With a small twist of lips, he smeared color all over her face and hair.

“Abhi!”

His eyes danced in amusement. “I doubt if anyone can recognize you now.”

He was right. She turned to look at herself in one of the glass windows and she could barely recognize herself.

Once again, he caught her wrist and dragged her to the place where loud hooting and revelry was ongoing while celebrating the festival of colors.

She was glad there were more colors thrown at her and at Abhi as they moved through the celebrations laughing. She kept an eye on the gold chain that hung around his neck to spot him if she got pulled into a group dance. And even if he didn’t have the chain on, she would recognize him as there weren’t a lot of guys who were as tall as the Simhas.

They were dancing with a group of students when Ava saw one of Abhi’s cousins Ved approaching them. His teeth flashed white surrounded by multicolored hues as he grinned.

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