Jhonny and Shraddha sat in the dimly lit café, their eyes locked in a hypnotic gaze. Jhonny leaned in close, his voice low and sultry. “Would you be able to run, after I make you cum thrice,” he whispered, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Shraddha’s eyes widened in shock, then she burst into laughter. “What kind of challenge is that?” she exclaimed between giggles.
Jhonny smirked, swirling his drink. “One by eating and twice by digging,” he clarified, his expression sly.
Shraddha raised an eyebrow, a grin playing at her lips. “You’re on, but if I win, you owe me a fancy dinner.”
Jhonny chuckled, the challenge accepted. The night unfolded with delectable dishes that left Shraddha moaning in ecstasy. Then, beneath the stars, Jhonny unleashed his skills, leaving Shraddha gasping for more.
As the sun rose, their exhilarating challenge ended with Shraddha victorious. “I hope you can run fast, because that fancy dinner is mine,” she purred, a triumphant gleam in her eyes.
Jhonny chuckled, defeated yet determined. “I guess I'll have to start training. You've won this round, but the next challenge will be mine.”
The air crackled with anticipation as they parted ways, eager for the next electrifying encounter.