Page 103 of Twisted Alliance

He finished his meal as well and took a generous serving of her mother’s sweets. There was a smile on his face. “Amazing. Just like the last time.” He watched her. “Aren’t you having any?” he asked.

She shook her head. “I had plenty this afternoon.”

While he continued to enjoy the sweets, she got up from her chair. Slowly, she went towards him.

He watched her, his eyes turning dark and hooded as she leaned into him. Her lips brushed against his while she slid her hands under his T-shirt.

Before he could kiss her back, she moved her mouth away and trailed her lips along his jawline while her one hand continued to explore his muscled chest. Although his breathing was still normal, she could feel the heavy thumping of his heart.She knew if she put her hand on his lap, she would find his hard arousal.

Her heart raced as she slowly straightened.

Watching him, she untied the sash that held her gown, letting it drop to the floor, leaving her exposed in just a thin bra and panties that matched the gown.

She saw the desire pool in his dark eyes and yet he was only observing her movements with his hooded eyes. Her breathing turned faster as she lowered her body onto his lap, her breasts crushing against his chest.

His heated gaze turned scorching hot when her fingers slid over his hardness and she held him over the soft material of his shorts. His fingers threaded into her hair behind her neck as he pulled her close and claimed her mouth.

She kissed him back, but before he could take control, she pulled back. His eyes remained dark and hooded as she tugged on his T-shirt. He allowed her to remove it. She then held his hand and pulled until he got up from the chair. He watched as she unbuttoned his shorts and pushed them down, baring his hard arousal.

Her heart beat like a drum watching his powerful, aroused body. The fact that he was aroused because of her and desired her made her feel equally powerful.

She kissed him again, but not on his lips. She couldn’t reach his lips, so she kissed his muscled chest and slowly moved lower to his hard abdomen and then down to the part that gave her immense pleasure every night.

A harsh breath escaped his throat when she put her lips on his hardness. Feeling strangely excited and curious, she continued to kiss softly before tasting him with her tongue as he did with her many times.

A groan escaped him and his fingers threaded into her hair again while she kissed and tasted him. She took the smooth tip of his hard arousal into her mouth and sucked the way he did with the hardened buds of her breasts, driving her mad with pleasure.

Her body buzzed with arousal and pleasure when she felt his powerful thighs shake under her hands.

“Enough,” he growled before yanking her up. The heated look in his eyes made her body tremble in anticipation.

“I need you now,” he said before sweeping her up in his arms and carrying her to their bed.

A gasp escaped her when her back hit the mattress, and he brought his weight down on her.

Even as pleasured cries escaped her throat while he claimed her, a part of her dreaded what the dawn would bring.

CHAPTER 32

Ishani slowly opened her eyes.

Her heart was beating so rapidly inside her chest that she was worried Shivay would be able to feel it under his arm, which was wrapped around her even in his sleep.

Knowing that the light drug would keep him asleep for a while, she slowly moved away from him. She didn’t have much time left to make the trip to the desert and hand Shivay’s phone to her brother. She hoped to return home before Shivay woke up.

Slipping out of the bed, she went to the closet area and dressed in the clothes she had put aside the previous night. It was a dress she often used at the Gujjar mansion to sneak out undetected. She wore the same dress the last time when she had gone to the desert to meet Chotu for buying books.

Finishing tying the knots behind her with shaking hands, she returned to the bedroom. Her heart jerked at seeing the darkly handsome face sleeping.

She watched him for a few moments as guilt gripped her heart.

Knowing he would be in deep sleep, she slowly lowered her lips to his cheek. “I love you,” she whispered.

For the longest time she had been fighting herself from acknowledging her feelings towards her husband. But she had lost the battle. She was in love with Shivay Thakvar.

She desired him, respected him and was in awe of him. She loved him and would do anything to keep him safe.

She knew she was risking his hatred by doing something behind his back. Her heart twisted painfully at the thought.

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