Zaya stood still unable to move and held her breath in. Kabir moved on to put his second hand around her waist, drawing her closet to him, causing Zaya to let out a hitched breathing.
Kabir leaned in again on one side of her ears and whispered "Oh, you smell so nice!" with a deep voice, taking a whiff of the scent of her perfume from the side of her neck.
Kabir leaning him and taking a sniff of Zaya's side neck was like heaven to her body. She didn't know when she almost let out a moan but held back in caution.
"A minute is already over." She announced to him as she tried to move but he pulled her back in. Kabir tightened his grip on her waist in a way that didn't hurt her.
