13-06-2025, 01:09 AM
Abhi’s heart pounded, caught between embarrassment and desire. “Maybe I am,” he admitted, managing a shy smile.
She laughed gently, a sound like silk brushing against skin. “Good. Sometimes it’s nice to get lost.”
The bus jolted again, and their shoulders brushed more firmly this time. Abhi felt a jolt of electricity shoot through him. The scent of jasmine and sandalwood from Madhavi enveloped him, a heady mix that made his senses sharpen.
She glanced at him once more, eyes filled with quiet invitation, before looking away toward the window. The city lights blurred past, but all Abhi could focus on was the soft curve of her neck, the delicate line of her jaw, and the gentle swell of her breasts beneath the saree — an intoxicating sight that lingered in his mind long after the moment passed.
The ride stretched on, slow and intimate, each second deepening the unspoken connection, building a tension that promised more — someday, somehow — but for now, left deliciously unresolved.
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She laughed gently, a sound like silk brushing against skin. “Good. Sometimes it’s nice to get lost.”
The bus jolted again, and their shoulders brushed more firmly this time. Abhi felt a jolt of electricity shoot through him. The scent of jasmine and sandalwood from Madhavi enveloped him, a heady mix that made his senses sharpen.
She glanced at him once more, eyes filled with quiet invitation, before looking away toward the window. The city lights blurred past, but all Abhi could focus on was the soft curve of her neck, the delicate line of her jaw, and the gentle swell of her breasts beneath the saree — an intoxicating sight that lingered in his mind long after the moment passed.
The ride stretched on, slow and intimate, each second deepening the unspoken connection, building a tension that promised more — someday, somehow — but for now, left deliciously unresolved.
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