บท 90: A Visitor.

Karan reached out and casually tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, and without meaning to, she sucked in a breath and leaned into his touch. 

"Do you want to help me quench this fire?" Karan spoke softly. His eyes were still shut. She found herself admiring those long lashes that pierced against his smooth skin. His perfect jawline was also a striking feature.

"Yes sir. Just tell me how to do it" she replied, not knowing what he meant. His eyes flew open as if she said something bad. His lips curled into a smile and he raised one of his hands to her face. 

He rubbed his fingers on her cheeks, then, her lips. They went down her chin and he lifted her face a bit. 

He kissed her slowly...so slow that she felt like he shouldn't stop. She stroked his hair gently as she gave in, to his kiss. 

Priyanka loved the taste of it. It was as sweet as honey. She wished he could carry her in his arms.