Hand-Job**

Feeling those hands of hers on the belt of his pants, sent his nerves throbbing with the clear intention of her next act in mind, and he sensed her hesitation when those hands of hers stopped at the buckles of his belt, refusing to take any further move as though it had gone numb at the last minute.

Anna's gaze lowered to the building bulge that was painfully hidden in his pants and she swallowed, hesitating a bit on how to pleasure him from there on. She's read lots of romance books where the lady gets to pleasure the male, but that doesn't change the fact that she herself was inexperienced when it came to things like this, and she was only anxious because what if she does something that might hurt him.

Panting softly and taking a deep breath to steady himself, Roshan made Anna look at him as he lifted her chin with the tip of his index finger, and her head obediently followed his hand until she met his heated, but considerate stare.