Rahi stirred from her slumber, her eyes opening slowly with a lazy grace. The lingering scent of Anant's body, etched into her very being from the night before, continued to haunt her mind. Memories of their passionate encounter flooded her thoughts, causing her cheeks to flush with shyness as she bit her lip in remembrance. Beside her, Anant slept soundly, his hands draped possessively around Rahi's curvy waist, their bodies nestled intimately together.
Rahi stole a glance at the clock, realizing the passage of time.
Exhausted from their night of fervent play, they had sought solace in each other's arms and drifted into a peaceful slumber.
With gentle care, Rahi lifted Anant's hand from her waist but he instinctively returned it, pulling her closer, unwilling to let her go.
“Anu…”
“…
