The air in the room had thickened with an intensity that neither Mahnoor nor Javier could ignore. It was electric, charged with an unspoken desire that had been building for years—through every glance, every argument, every touch disguised as rivalry. Now, with the door locked and the light casting a soft glow over the room, they were no longer opponents. There was no need for words. What had been simmering between them was finally ready to boil over.
Javier stood close, his breath mingling with hers, his dark eyes boring into her as if he were memorizing every detail of her face. Mahnoor stood still, feeling the weight of his gaze, her heart pounding in her chest as anticipation coiled deep in her stomach. The closeness between them was both suffocating and exhilarating.
Without warning, Javier pulled her closer with a sharp jerk, his grip firm yet steady. The sudden motion made Mahnoor gasp, her hands instinctively finding purchase on his shoulder and arm as she leaned into him, their bodies now fully pressed against each other. His warmth was intoxicating, his scent overwhelming her senses. She felt small in his grasp, but not fragile—rather, she felt powerful, in control of his every move even though he was the one taking charge.
Javier's hand roamed over her body from on top of her dress, his fingers trailing over the smooth fabric, tracing the outline of her curves with a deliberate slowness that made her shiver. The deep red dress she wore clung to her, accentuating every inch of her thick, curvy figure, and he took his time feeling the way the material stretched over her hips and waist.
Mahnoor's eyes flicked up to meet his, and the intensity in his gaze made her feel as if she was standing on the edge of something vast and consuming. She leaned further into him, drawn in by the sheer magnetism of his presence, unable to resist the pull between them. She could feel the tension in the room growing thicker, the anticipation building with every second.
Without breaking eye contact, Javier gripped her hips firmly, his fingers digging slightly into her flesh as if claiming her in that moment. The sensation shot through Mahnoor like a bolt of electricity, and she gasped, her breath hitching in her throat. His touch was firm, possessive, and it sent a rush of heat through her body.
"The whole night is ours," he said, his voice low and commanding, filled with a promise that made her knees weak. His words lingered in the air between them, heavy with the weight of everything they had been holding back. There was no rush in his tone, only the assurance that he was in no hurry to let this moment end.
Javier sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her down onto his lap, positioning her so that she straddled him. Mahnoor settled onto him, her body fitting against his as if they had been made for each other. She could feel the tension in his muscles, the way he held her firmly but with a tenderness that was almost surprising given their history.
He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her skin as he began to trace the delicate line of her jaw with small, feather-light kisses. His lips brushed over her skin with a gentleness that contrasted sharply with the heat building between them. Each kiss sent a ripple of pleasure coursing through her, her breath growing heavier with every touch.
Mahnoor closed her eyes, savoring the sensation of his mouth on her, the way his kisses seemed to leave a trail of fire in their wake. She wanted to kiss him, to close the distance between their lips and take control of the moment, but something held her back. She wanted to feel him, to let him show her this side of him that she had never seen before. So she didn't break the spell. She simply let him continue, her hands resting on his broad shoulders, her body responding to his every move.
Javier's lips moved lower, trailing down to her neck, where he began nipping and biting gently at her skin. Each bite sent a jolt of pleasure and pain through her, her body arching into him as she bit down on her lower lip to stifle a moan. She could feel the way his hands tightened on her waist, holding her in place as he took his time exploring her with his mouth.
He moved even lower, his lips brushing over the top of her chest, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin near her collarbone. Mahnoor's breath hitched in her throat as his bites became more intense, more insistent. The sensation was maddening, and she could feel herself teetering on the edge of control.
Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as she whispered his name in a voice thick with hunger. "Javier…"
Hearing her say his name like that seemed to ignite something in him, and he lifted his head just enough to capture her lips in a kiss. But this kiss was different from the ones before. It was gentle, almost teasing, as if he was purposefully holding back, prolonging her anticipation.
Mahnoor kissed him back eagerly, her fingers tightening in his hair, her body pressing harder against his. But when she pulled him closer, wanting more, he pulled back slightly, leaving her breathless and wanting.
"Javi, I want more…" she murmured against his lips, her voice barely above a whisper.
But before she could say anything else, Javier cut her off with a low, almost growling chuckle, his eyes dark and full of mischief. "I said, the whole night is ours… and I'm going to make it as agonizing as I possibly can."
His words sent a shiver of anticipation through her. He wasn't going to rush this. He wasn't going to let her have what she wanted easily. He was going to draw this out, to make her feel every second of it, and somehow that knowledge made the heat between them even more unbearable.
Javier's lips found their way back to her neck, his hands roaming over her body with a deliberate slowness that made her squirm in his lap. His fingers traced the outline of her dress, his touch light and teasing, never quite giving her enough to satisfy the ache building inside her.
Mahnoor's breath grew ragged, her body tense with anticipation as she clung to him, her fingers digging into his shoulders. She wanted to beg him to give her more, to stop teasing her, but at the same time, the way he was making her wait was exhilarating. It was maddening and intoxicating all at once.
He moved lower again, his mouth grazing over the top of her breast, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin there. This time, his bites were harder, more insistent, and Mahnoor's breath hitched as a gasp escaped her lips. She could feel the way her body responded to him, the way her skin seemed to burn under his touch.
Her hand tightened in his hair, pulling him closer as she moaned softly, his name falling from her lips once again. "Javi…"
But Javier didn't relent. He didn't give in to her pleas. Instead, he continued his slow, deliberate exploration of her body, his touch sending waves of pleasure through her as he kept her teetering on the edge of control. He was going to make this last as long as possible, and Mahnoor could already tell that she was in for a night she would never forget.