The tension in the room was palpable, a heady mix of desire, anticipation, and playful frustration. Alicia's body was a live wire, every nerve ending tingling, every touch from Aditya sending sparks through her veins. The way he was teasing her was almost too much to bear, and yet, she didn't want him to stop.
Aditya's eyes sparkled with mischief as he continued his slow, tantalizing exploration of her body. His fingers danced over her skin, tracing the curve of her hips, the softness of her thighs, always stopping just short of where she wanted him most.
"Ahhh... Aditya..." Alicia moaned, her voice breaking with need. "Please, don't tease me like this."
Her plea only seemed to spur him on, and he leaned down to kiss her, his lips capturing hers in a kiss that was slow and sensual, yet filled with unspoken promise.
"What's the magic word?" he whispered against her lips, his voice low and husky.
