Riya didn’t know what tricks he was planning, but obediently loosened her grip. Rohit's hand was exploring her waist, his strong palm was scorching hot, making her restless even through the bathrobe.

It had been too long since she felt this way; the sensation was extremely unfamiliar, and her whole body felt stiff. In contrast, Rohit seemed to be leisurely enjoying an appetizer, condescendingly toying with the little bunnies hidden in her bathrobe, his slightly damp fingertips occasionally brushing against the sensitive buds, while Riya beneath him slightly closed her eyes, her dense eyelashes trembling.