**The rain pelted against the windshield**, a rhythmic drumming that mirrored the building tension inside the car. Akash's hand gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white with restrained desire, as he pulled into a secluded, darkened alley. The world outside was forgotten, replaced by the suffocating heat and electric charge that crackled between them.
Maahi was beside him, her breath quickening as she felt his eyes on her, dark and hungry. She could feel the intensity radiating from him, like a predator ready to pounce. She knew what he wanted—what they both wanted. The air was thick with unspoken desire, the kind that couldn't be ignored any longer.
Akash's voice broke the silence, low and commanding. "You've been teasing me all night, Maahi. Did you really think I wouldn't take what's mine?"
She shivered at the raw dominance in his tone, her heart pounding with anticipation. She didn't need to respond; the way she bit her lip, her eyes locked with his, told him everything.
Without warning, Akash reached out, his hand gripping the back of her neck as he pulled her toward him. Their lips collided, the kiss rough and demanding, his tongue invading her mouth with a hunger that left her gasping. His other hand slid up her thigh, pushing her dress higher, his fingers slipping under the hem to find the lace barrier that separated him from what he craved.
With a growl of frustration, he tore her panties away, the sound of ripping fabric filling the car, followed by a gasp from Maahi. "You won't be needing these," he muttered, his voice dark with intent. His hand dipped between her legs, fingers sliding through her slickness, teasing her entrance before finding her clit. He rubbed it with a punishing rhythm, making her writhe and moan, her body already trembling with need.
But Akash wasn't going to let her have it so easily. He pulled his hand away, leaving her on the edge, whimpering in frustration. He reached into the backseat, grabbing a small container he had stashed there earlier—chocolate sauce. He held it up, a wicked grin on his face.
"You've got a sweet tooth, don't you?" he murmured, twisting the cap off and drizzling the thick, sticky liquid over her breasts. Maahi gasped at the sensation, the coolness of the chocolate a stark contrast to the heat of his gaze. He leaned down, his tongue lapping at the sauce, his mouth devouring her with a mix of passion and aggression that made her head spin. His teeth grazed her nipples, biting just enough to send a jolt of pain through her that only heightened her arousal.
"Such a good girl," he whispered against her skin, his voice dripping with dark promises. "But you've been too naughty tonight. You deserve to be punished."
He reached for her wrists, pulling them behind her back, his grip firm and unyielding. Maahi's breath hitched as he secured them with a tie he found in the car, the sudden loss of control sending a thrill through her. She was completely at his mercy, and she loved it.
Akash's hand returned between her legs, his fingers slipping inside her with a force that made her cry out, her body arching into him. He pumped his fingers into her hard and fast, his thumb pressing against her clit in a relentless rhythm that had her teetering on the edge of oblivion. But every time she got close, he would slow down, pulling her back from the brink, leaving her desperate and needy.
"You're going to come when I say," he growled, his voice rough with desire. "And not a second before. Understand?"
"Yes, Akash," she whimpered, her voice trembling with need. She was so close, her entire body tense with anticipation, but she held back, waiting for his permission.
Satisfied with her response, Akash pulled his fingers out, earning another frustrated moan from Maahi. He grinned wickedly, licking his fingers clean, savoring the taste of her arousal. "So sweet," he murmured, his voice a dark purr that sent shivers down her spine.
