As Dia positioned herself on all fours, a mix of excitement and trepidation coursed through her. Aarav, with his playful smirk, leaned back against the couch, his gaze roaming over her body. "That's my girl," he said, his voice low and sultry. "Now, show me how much you want me."

Dia felt a rush of warmth at his words, igniting a fire within her. She arched her back, presenting herself to him, and glanced back over her shoulder. The look in Aarav's eyes was predatory, filled with a lust that made her heart race.