Mithran felt all his control draining, and on an impulse, he swooped down and took her lips in his.

"Oh sweet heavens!"

Mithran nibbled softly on her lower lip and pulled her closer against him! His palm sprawled over her exposed waist; her skin was soft and satiny.

He had never tasted anything as sweet as Chaahat's sinfully decadent lips. He decided then and there that all he wanted was to kiss her all night long. He had never felt a kiss this intense before.

It took him a moment to realise that Chaahat had gone stiff in his arms. She wasn't responding to his kiss; instead, she was rigid...