"Do you trust me Vandita? Awnirudh asked in a seductive tone. He had made Vandita lie down on the bed as he sat near her feet, with his knees folded, ready to worship her.
The ecstasy mixed with the alcohol was muddling Vandita's ability to think and process things. She felt like an automated being, enchanted by Awnirudh, with his powerful spell of masculinity. She felt powerless infront of his overpowering charisma. She closed her eyes and arched her back as Awnirudh touched her feet. He pulled her soaked cotton saree up, to her knees, revealing her white silk-skinned legs. Her toes curled up as Awnirudh ran his fingers down her calves.
"Vandita... !" Awnirudh gaped. "Exquisite.." he muttered under his breathe.
"Do you trust... "
"Yes... Yes...I do!" Vandita exhaled the words sharply before Awnirudh could finish his sentence.
Awnirudh looked fevered. He stroked her right toe and picked it up in his hand. He bent his neck lower to touch her toe with his lips.
