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The soft glow of dawn filtered through the sheer curtains of their luxurious hotel suite, casting a warm hue over the room where Preethi stood, slipping into her stunning silverish dress. The fabric clung to her curves like moonlight, the spaghetti straps delicately tracing her shoulders as she adjusted the backless allure of the gown. With a daring thigh-high slit that revealed just enough, it was a dress that commanded attention.
Across the suite, Shubman emerged from his bathroom, toweling his hair dry with a smirk on his lips as he watched Preethi. "Damn, Preethi," he murmured huskily, his eyes devouring her figure. "You're gonna make it impossible for me to keep my hands off you tonight."
Preethi turned to him, a playful glint in her eyes as she walked closer, her heels clicking softly on the tiled floor. "Isn't that the plan, Shubman?" she teased, running a hand down his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her fingertips.
He caught her hand, pulling her closer until their bodies almost touched. "You know it is," he growled softly, his voice thick with desire. "But damn, baby, you look breathtaking. Like you stepped out of a dream."
She grinned, leaning in to press a kiss against his lips, tasting the lingering hint of toothpaste. "And you," she whispered against his mouth, "look dangerously handsome."
He chuckled, the sound low and rough. "Dangerous, huh? I like the sound of that," he replied, his hands sliding around her waist, pulling her even closer. "We're gonna turn heads tonight, Preethi. Everyone's gonna wish they were us."
Preethi tilted her head back slightly, looking up at him with a mischievous glint. "Let them wish," she said with a smirk. "Because tonight, it's just you and me."
Shubman dipped his head, his lips trailing along her jawline, sending shivers down her spine. "Always," he murmured against her skin. "You're mine tonight, Preethi. Mine to hold, mine to kiss, mine to..." His voice trailed off suggestively, leaving the rest hanging in the air between them.
She laughed softly, pulling away slightly to look into his eyes, her own filled with affection and desire. "And you're mine," she whispered, her fingers tangling in his hair. "Let's make this New Year unforgettable, Shubman."
He nodded, his gaze intense as he held her close. "Believe me, Preethi," he said seriously, "it already is."
