𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐘𝐨𝐮

Chapter 49 :- Found him

Chapter 49:- Found him

Vedansh's POV

She always knew how to test my patience.

Sitting beside me in that dimly lit room, she had no idea what she was doing to me. That damn skirt of hers was pure temptation, and I couldn't resist. My hand found its way to her exposed thigh, and the way she stiffened told me she felt it too-the undeniable tension between us.

She tried to push me away, but I didn't budge. Instead, I let my fingers trace lazy patterns over her soft skin, enjoying the way her body reacted to my touch. I didn't need to look at her to know she was struggling to contain herself.

Then she did something I hadn't anticipated.

The tables turned the moment she slid her hand onto my thigh and palmed my length through my trousers. My breath hitched, and before I could react, her fingers moved with agonizing slowness.

Damn it.

She knew exactly what she was doing, using my own game against me. A low grunt threatened to escape my lips, but I clenched my jaw, refusing to give her the satisfaction of seeing me lose control.

When the lights flickered back on, I had to pull myself together quickly. The last thing I needed was my employees catching me in that state. But the damage was already done-I was hard as a rock, and she fucking knew it.

I played it cool, answering their questions with a straight face, but the moment the meeting ended, I headed straight for my cabin. There was no way in hell I was letting her get away with that.

And there she was-sitting on my desk, smirking like she had already won this game.

Not so fast, Sugar.

I locked the door and strode toward her with slow, deliberate steps. Her smirk faltered for a second, but before she could escape, I had her in my grasp-one hand gripping her waist, the other tilting her chin up to meet my gaze.

"Where do you think you're going, Ms. Rai?" I whispered, letting my lips brush against her ear. I felt her shiver, and that was all the confirmation I needed.

She tried to play it cool. "You started this, Mr. Sharma. I just finished your game."

Her voice was steady, but her body told a different story.

I didn't miss the way her breathing grew uneven as my lips found her neck, placing slow, open-mouthed kisses along her soft skin.

"Oh, then let me end this in my style," I murmured against her ear before flipping her around and pinning her against the desk.

Her skirt rode up, exposing her lace panties, and fuck, the sight alone had me gripping her thighs and pulling her flush against me. She gasped, but there was no resistance-only anticipation.

When our lips met, it was pure hunger.

She bit my lip, and a deep groan escaped my throat. I took control, kissing her with a force that left no doubt about who she belonged to in this moment. Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, matching my intensity.

My hands roamed down her body, tracing every curve until I reached her soaked core.

"So fucking wet, Sugar," I muttered against her lips, my fingers teasing her over the thin fabric.

Her body arched into me, silently begging for more. And who was I to deny her?

The moment my fingers slid past her panties and found her aching clit, she moaned against my mouth.

Fuck. That sound.

I didn't stop. I couldn't.

I teased her, making her writhe beneath my touch, enjoying every second of watching her fall apart for me.