Abhimanyu didn’t give Aarohi a chance to respond. With a firm grip on her hips, he spun her around and bent her over the railing of the balcony. Her chest pressed against the cool metal, the sensation sending a shiver down her spine. The ocean breeze played with her hair, but it did nothing to cool the heat building inside her.

Abhimanyu’s hands slid down her back, tracing the curve of her spine before gripping her ass with a possessive squeeze. Aarohi gasped, her fingers tightening on the railing as she felt him position himself behind her. The anticipation was almost too much to bear.