She wasn’t the kind to feel nervous about anything. But right then, she was beyond nervous.
It’s just sex. A bodily need. Humans have been doing it for centuries.
It shouldn’t feel like a big deal, but it was. Sex with her enemy was going to be a big deal.
Although her stomach trembled with nervousness, her heart thudded with anticipation. Ved Simha was her enemy, but he was the only guy she was attracted to. He was the guy who had proven to her over and over that she could feel sexual desire like a normal, healthy woman. And now, she wanted to experience much more.
Taking a deep breath, she continued walking down corridor on the top most floor. She stopped in front of her enemy’s room and knocked on the door.
Oh God.
What if he says no?
She hadn’t thought of that possibility. But why would he say no? Their attraction was mutual. And he was known to hook up with many girls indiscriminately. A guy like him shouldn’t turn down an offer for a night of no-strings sex.
Her heart thudded as she waited.
Just when she thought he wasn’t in his room yet, the door opened. Her mouth dried up when she noticed that his hair was damp and messy and that he was wearing only shorts. His lean, ripped and muscled body was displayed in full glory.
His eyes flashed when he saw her. “I hope you aren’t here to discuss the Outreach Program report.”
Her face heated. “No.”
Suddenly, another thought hit her.Is he alone?
She quickly looked towards his bed, expecting to see two or more naked girls under his bedcovers. But his bed was empty. She looked back at him again.
“I-I want to talk to you about something else,” she said, her nervousness returning.
He looked at her for a brief moment as though he was surprised by her nervousness
“Sure,” he drawled before stepping aside and letting her in.
She noticed that his room was the same as hers. She expected a member of the family who owned the hotel would be given a special suite.
Focus!
Sucking in a deep, shuddering breath, she turned to him and decided to state what she wanted right away. Ved Simha wasn’t the kind who beat around the bush, and neither was she.
She looked at him. “I-I want to spend the night with you,” she blurted. “I still hate you and think you are an asshole, but I want you. I am unable to focus or think straight because of this… this… attraction I feel towards you. I want to get rid of it. And… also, I’m on a pill, so you don’t have to worry.” She had been on pills since she was fourteen.
There was silence. She expected him to break into a cocky smirk or say something sarcastic. But he didn’t.
His eyes began glittering darkly. “You are saying we should fuck each other out of our systems?”
Her stomach trembled at his crudely put yet honest words. “Yes. For tonight.”
His eyes turned even darker.
Her heart thudded like a drum, drowning out all other noises as he stepped closer. His rough, calloused palm cupped her face and dragged her close until there was barely an inch between their mouths. Her breaths came out faster as her eyes locked with his.
“So, you are going to let go completely and become mine?” he asked.
Her heart jerked. Whether in panic or anticipation, she wasn’t too sure. “Yes, for tonight.”
Before she could second guess or rethink the ramifications of spending the night with her enemy, his mouth caught hers in a scorching kiss.
Heat exploded, and her legs nearly wobbled at the pleasure that shot through her nerves. He didn't have a shirt she could grab onto, so she wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him back.