Blinking slowly, she unwrapped her arms from around him and got down the bike.
He looked at her with hooded eyes. “You okay?” he asked.
She nodded even as she fought a blush. It was well after midnight, but she was far from tired or sleepy. Her body was buzzing with anticipation for the upcoming night.
The night breeze was cool and she shivered slightly.
“Let’s get you inside and warmed up quickly,” he said, his voice husky.
She blushed at the heated look in his eyes even as his mouth twisted with a small smile. She followed him indoors wondering when it would be a good time to give him his birthday gift. The special package she had ordered and brought for him.
“Let me show you the bedrooms,” he said, stepping toward the hallway that had the bedrooms.
“Abhi, wait.” She reached for her backpack and pulled out the package she had brought for him. “Come here,” she said, walking to the small, round dining table in the middle of the room to set the package down. From what she could tell, every one of her instructions was followed by the staff.
He walked over to stand next to her as she undid the small string that held the wrapper together. Then pushing open the wrapper, she reached for the candle and the small matchbox set to one side. She could feel his eyes on her as she lit the candle and reached for the plastic knife. When she finally looked up at him, his eyes held an unreadable look.
“Happy Birthday, Abhi,” she wished him once again with a smile.
She gasped when he suddenly pulled her close. He then held her face and kissed her hard. “Thank you,” he said.
Her toes curled with his kiss and the look in his eyes.
“Make a wish,” she whispered.
His mouth twisted into a small smile as he let her go and reached for the plastic knife. He blew on the candle before slicing the knife through the small cake.
She fed him a small piece.
As soon as he took a bite, something shifted in his eyes. “Is this–”
She smiled. “It’s your favorite dessert.”
The look in his eyes made her heart race. “I… I saw you ordering this in the cafeteria. So I asked the chef to prepare it the way you like.”
There was another flash in his eyes. “Yes, it’s my favorite dessert. My aunt used to make this often for me. Thank you for getting it for me.”
Her heart melted in response to his words.
She rose on her toes to kiss him sweetly on his lips. But before she could pull away, his palm caught the back of her head and deepened the kiss.
The kiss caught fire. She dug her fingers into his shoulders, pulling him closer. A moan escaped her when his teeth sunk into her bottom lip, sending a surge of pleasure blasting through her.
Her insides quivered as his other hand slipped under her t-shirt and his rough palm grazed over her heated skin. Goosebumps peppered all over her.
Keeping their mouths fused together, he pushed her against the wall until she felt his hard desire. A soft gasp escaped her and she moved against him, rolling her hips with an age-old primal need that controlled her every thought.
His mouth left hers and began a trail of fire on her cheek and over the column of her neck. She shuddered when she felt him biting into the delicate skin of her neck even as his hand cupped her breast and flicked the hardened tip with his thumb. She arched, relishing the passionate assault.
“Abhi…” she called out.
His mouth covered hers again in a drugging kiss. But even as her body floated in pleasure, she wanted more.
With her heart thudding, she reached for the hem of his shirt and ran her palms up his muscled chest. His body shuddered at her touch.
“Abhi… I want to touch you.”
His mouth left hers and he stared at her. Her cheeks flushed as she not only voiced her desire, but let it show in her eyes.