Chapter 2: Whispers of Desire The night pressed on, the world outside their bedroom window falling into a deep slumber, while inside, Hardik and Bhakti continued their intimate dance of desire. As their lips met in a slow, tender kiss, an electric charge coursed through them. It was a kiss that spoke of love and longing, a kiss that needed no words. Their mouths moved in perfect harmony, a seamless melding of two souls hungry for each other. Bhakti's fingers traced the contours of Hardik's face, her touch gentle and loving. She broke the kiss only long enough to whisper,