We were dancing with the flow of the music when Rithik suddenly slowed down, looking distraught. I slowed down as well.

“You drive me fuckin' crazy sometimes. On one hand, I want to be this perfect gentleman for our lovely date. On the other hand...” One of his hands slipped under the saree to my bare waist. His fingers made small circles around my navel, stirring me all the way south. His voice grew more sinister as he whispered in my ear. “I want to kiss every part of you while peeling you off that beautiful saree and dig inside you in a way you never experienced in your twenty-one years of life. I don't want to jack off and be done with it. I want to make love to you.”