Chapter 1: The Escape to Desire
Karma adjusted his stethoscope, the weight of his internship at JDWNRH pressing down harder than the instrument around his neck. The hospital corridors buzzed with urgency, but his mind was elsewhere—on Tshering, his fierce, electric lover working at Bhutan Power Corporation in Kalikhola. He’d been itching to see her for weeks, her sharp tongue and unapologetic confidence pulling him like a magnet. Screw the shift, he thought, slipping out of his white coat and into the humid Thimphu air. He was going to her, consequences be damned.
The drive to Kalikhola was a blur of winding roads and anticipation, his pulse racing faster than the engine. When he finally pulled up to her small, cozy apartment near the power station, the sun was dipping low, casting a golden haze over the river. Tshering opened the door before he could knock, her dark eyes glinting with mischief. She wore a tight black tank top and shorts that hugged her curves, her hair a wild cascade over her shoulders.
‘So, Dr. Runaway, you finally ditched the sick to come play with the healthy?’ she teased, leaning against the doorframe, her smirk daring him to match her energy.
Karma grinned, stepping closer, the heat of her presence already igniting something deep in his core. ‘I’m diagnosing a severe case of missing you. Prescription? Immediate attention.’
She laughed, a low, throaty sound that sent a shiver down his spine. ‘Oh, I’m the patient now? Better check my vitals then, doc. I might be running a fever.’ She grabbed his hand, pulling him inside with a strength that reminded him she was no damsel waiting to be saved.
The door slammed shut, and the air between them crackled like the power lines outside. Tshering pushed him against the wall, her hands firm on his chest. ‘You’ve got some nerve, bunking work for me. I like that. But you’re gonna have to earn your stay.’
‘Name your price,’ Karma shot back, his voice husky, hands sliding to her hips, feeling the heat of her skin through the thin fabric. ‘I’ve got all night to pay up.’
Her eyes darkened, a wicked smile curling her lips. ‘Oh, you’ll pay, alright. I’ve been cooped up in this damn office all week, and I’m not in the mood for gentle.’ She pressed herself against him, her breath hot on his neck. ‘I want it hard, Karma. Think you can handle that?’
His response was a low growl, his fingers digging into her waist as he flipped their positions, pinning her against the wall. ‘I’m a doctor, Tshering. I specialize in handling pressure.’
Their banter melted into a hungry kiss, lips crashing with a ferocity that spoke of weeks apart. Her hands roamed his back, nails grazing just enough to sting, while his slid under her tank top, finding the smooth heat of her skin. She bit his lower lip, pulling back just enough to whisper, ‘Bedroom. Now. I’m not waiting another second to feel that cock of yours.’
The words hit him like a jolt, his body reacting instantly, hard and ready as they stumbled down the hall, shedding clothes with reckless abandon. By the time they hit the bed, they were a tangle of limbs and raw need, her legs wrapping around him, pulling him closer. The air was thick with the scent of their desire, her skin already glistening with a light sheen of sweat as she arched beneath him, daring him to take control—knowing full well she’d fight for it just as fiercely.
‘Don’t tease me, Karma,’ she panted, her voice sharp even in lust. ‘I’m wet, I’m dripping, and I’m horny as hell. Give me what I want.’
He smirked, hovering over her, the tension between them ready to snap. ‘Oh, I’ll give it to you, Tshering. But you’re gonna beg for more by the time I’m done.’
And with that, the night promised to explode into something neither of them would forget.
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