Rajesh thumb stroked Durga lower lip once more, a deceptively soft caress that sent a fresh shiver through her. Then, with a sudden, powerful movement that stole the air from her lungs, he pulled out of her.

The sudden emptiness was a shock, a hollow feeling where moments before there had been only his overwhelming fullness. The cool air of the room hit her damp skin, raising goosebumps. Before Durga could even process the loss, rajesh hands were on her, gripping her hips and flipping her onto her back as if she weighed nothing at all. The silk restraints at her wrists pulled taut, a sharp reminder of her position. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat of anticipation and nervous thrill.