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Chapter 35: Last Night?

Samar's POV:

Fifteen minutes. I'd been pacing, scrolling through my phone, trying to figure out how to pull off a decent strip dance.

The only problem? Every tutorial showed women dancing, and while the videos were... entertaining, they weren't exactly helpful.

Still, I'd pieced together enough to give it a shot. If Radhika wanted to see a strip dance, well, then I was going to make it memorable.

Just as I was working up the nerve, the bathroom door clicked open. My thoughts ground to a halt as she stepped out. She was in a deep red, silky lingerie set that barely reached her mid-thigh.

Her hair was still damp, cascading around her shoulders, and water droplets clung to her neck, trailing downwards in the most maddening way. My breath caught in my throat. She looked... stunning.

Absolutely stunning, with a soft blush dusting her cheeks, making her look both beautiful and dangerously tempting. My pulse kicked up a notch, and it took everything I had to keep my composure.

Without thinking, I closed the space between us, scooping her up in my arms, lifting her effortlessly. She let out a small gasp, her hands instinctively reaching for my shoulders, and I carried her to the bed, placing her gently in the center.

Then I stepped back, took a deep breath to steady myself, and pressed play on a seductive song I'd found. It was low, sultry, filling the room with an electric vibe that matched the heat between us.

Running a hand through my hair, I began moving to the beat, locking eyes with her, my gaze never wavering. I could see the spark of anticipation in her eyes, the way her lips parted as she watched me, and it fueled me even more.

Slowly, I pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it to the side, then walked back to her, guiding her hand to my chest. Her touch was soft, hesitant at first, and then her hand traveled down to my abs, making me catch my breath.

The moment felt unreal-intense, but playful, seductive but lighthearted.

Just as I was about to lean closer, she suddenly rose to her knees, a mischievous glint in her eyes, and pushed me back onto the bed.

I fell back, a little stunned, and before I could react, she crawled toward me, her movements slow and sensuous.

She was on her knees now, swaying her hips to the rhythm, her confidence radiating in a way that left me speechless.

She gave a little twerk, her laughter mixing with the music, and I was completely mesmerized.

She traced her hand down my chest, reaching my belt. Her fingers deftly unbuckled it, and she straddled me, rubbing against me in a way that made my self-control unravel.

My hands found her waist, holding her, grounding myself as she leaned closer, our faces inches apart. I could see the playful, daring look in her eyes, and it made me smirk.

"You're killing me here, Radhika," I murmured, my voice rough. I brushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear, letting my fingers linger there. "Didn't realize you'd be this good."

She blushed, but her gaze stayed locked on mine, unflinching. "Guess you're not the only one with moves," she whispered back, her voice teasing, challenging.

She leaned down, her lips barely grazing my neck, then my jawline, her breath warm against my skin, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. With a grin, I let my hands slide up her back, fingers tracing her skin as I pulled her closer.

"If I'd known you were this... talented," I said softly, my voice laced with heat, "I wouldn't have wasted time with a Google search."

She started to rub against me and her movements on my lap only drew me closer, each moment intensifying the pull between us.