Tara's initial confusion at Raghav's words melted away as she saw the raw, carnal desire etched on his face. He moved to sit beside her, his touch a sensual exploration - first her eyes, then her lips. Suddenly, he held her neck gently but firmly, pulling her closer. "Kiss me, Tara," he murmured. Tara, shy at first, slowly leaned in, her lips meeting his in a tentative dance. Raghav, unable to control himself, took the lead, then just as slowly, eased his pace. At the same time, his hand moved with practiced ease to the button of her jeans, plunging inside to meet the soft lace beneath. Tara's breath hitched. This was all new to her, but she trusted Raghav, knowing this moment would fundamentally change their relationship.