Samiya's POVPerhaps that answer wasn’t good enough for Zain because he wasted no time in tearing off the rest of my dress until the barrier between him, and I was my undergarments.His eyes darkened as he took in my almost bare form, his fingers tracing a slow, tantalizing path over my exposed skin. The heat between us was unbearable, the air charged with the kind of tension that made my pulse pound in my ears.Zain’s thumb grazed over my nipple, rolling it in a way that sent a sharp jolt of pleasure straight to my core. My body arched instinctively, a breathless moan slipping past my lips.“You’re so damn responsive,” he murmured, his voice thick with approval.A thrill shot through me at his words. I was his. Every touch, every sensation—he controlled it, ignited it. And I wanted more.His hands traveled lower, gripping my waist before sliding down to the thin lace that still separated us. His fingers traced the band, teasing, his heated gaze never leaving mine.“Zain,” I breathed
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