His eyes drifted down her supine body,lingering sensually on the wedge of pale skin exposed below the hem of her blouse. She must have inadvertently dragged the waistband of her saree lower,because now he could see the hollow of her navel.
He caught his breath as he was fighting the need to spread his hands on her soft skin to feel her warmth.
The curve of her midriff was such a temptation. If he kissed her there,where the indentation of her waist provided a perfect hollow for his lips,would she taste as sweet as he remembered???
© midriffcrush