Adultery Antarvasana: The Forbidden Fire – *** Varnika's First Surrender ***

[shailu4ever]

And then… she leaned in again.

Not quite a kiss.

Not yet.

But her forehead pressed against his.

And she stayed there.

Long enough for his pulse to slow.

For her scent to wrap around him like steam.

For her to whisper something that wasn’t instruction or flirtation.

Just truth.

“You’re different in here,” she murmured. “With no one watching.”

“So are you.”

She nodded once.

Then leaned back, but only a little.

The spell didn’t break. It just… paused.

Because down the hallway, somewhere behind the closed bedroom door, a faint stirring began.

The rustle of sheets.

The creak of a mattress.

The unmistakable soft sounds of someone waking.

Varnika.

Meghana looked toward the sound and smiled, but it wasn’t embarrassment that colored her cheeks—it was mischief.

She rose gracefully, adjusted her top with practiced ease, and turned toward the kitchen.

“Freshen up,” she said, already walking away. “I’ll make ginger chai.”

Abhi watched her go, his hand still tingling with the heat of her skin.

And he realized something

Yoga had been the beginning.

But what had opened between them now… was something far deeper.


And it had only just begun.