Rishiraj hooked the bra already but didn't remove his hands from her back. His eyes were busy drinking the taste of her innocence and purity. He felt himself in a trance of her as he forgot the time, place and their surroundings.

His cold palms which were resting on her back sent shivers through her whole body. He lifted his palm slowly from her back to the upward direction at her shoulders unintentionally. She wiggled her back feeling the ticklish sensation on her skin. It was already cold outside and then his sweet torture made her tremble. All the time his eyes were fixed at her face. His mind stopped working and his heart started beating violently.