27-06-2025, 12:31 PM
Her hand felt delicate, so beautifully feminine, and the way he held it in his own made his heart race.
“Madhavi,” he whispered, his voice almost a breath, as he finished with her fingers and moved slowly to her wrist.
His thumb gently rubbed circles on her skin as he worked the last of the soap into a thick lather.
“I can’t explain how this feels… how close I feel to you right now.”
Her eyes fluttered open at his words, her gaze meeting his with something soft, almost vulnerable.
She nodded slowly, her lips parting slightly as if to speak, but she didn’t.
Instead, she allowed him to continue, her body leaning just a little closer to his.
Abhi worked carefully, gently rinsing the soap from her skin, his hands cupping her wrist and guiding her hand under the water.
The coolness of the water felt sharp against the warmth of her skin, but it only heightened the sensation of her hand in his.
When he was finished, he turned off the tap and slowly reached for the towel.
He dried her hands slowly,
His fingers brushing against the dampness of her skin as he wrapped the soft fabric around her hand, absorbing the last of the water.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice a little unsteady as she looked up at him.
Abhi smiled, his fingers brushing over the back of her hand once more.
“No need to thank me,” he said softly, his heart beating in his chest.
“I’m just… happy to be here. With you.”
Madhavi looked at him for a long moment, her eyes filled with something deeper now
Affection, longing, and something that felt like acceptance.
She nodded slowly, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
“I feel the same way,” she said quietly, her words carrying an unspoken promise. “I’m happy too.”
Abhi reached up, his heart quickening as he cupped his face with her freshly washed hands.
The softness of her skin was like a balm, warm and smooth, sending a wave of emotion through him.
He closed his eyes for a brief moment.
“Madhavi,” he whispered, his voice almost a breath, as he finished with her fingers and moved slowly to her wrist.
His thumb gently rubbed circles on her skin as he worked the last of the soap into a thick lather.
“I can’t explain how this feels… how close I feel to you right now.”
Her eyes fluttered open at his words, her gaze meeting his with something soft, almost vulnerable.
She nodded slowly, her lips parting slightly as if to speak, but she didn’t.
Instead, she allowed him to continue, her body leaning just a little closer to his.
Abhi worked carefully, gently rinsing the soap from her skin, his hands cupping her wrist and guiding her hand under the water.
The coolness of the water felt sharp against the warmth of her skin, but it only heightened the sensation of her hand in his.
When he was finished, he turned off the tap and slowly reached for the towel.
He dried her hands slowly,
His fingers brushing against the dampness of her skin as he wrapped the soft fabric around her hand, absorbing the last of the water.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice a little unsteady as she looked up at him.
Abhi smiled, his fingers brushing over the back of her hand once more.
“No need to thank me,” he said softly, his heart beating in his chest.
“I’m just… happy to be here. With you.”
Madhavi looked at him for a long moment, her eyes filled with something deeper now
Affection, longing, and something that felt like acceptance.
She nodded slowly, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
“I feel the same way,” she said quietly, her words carrying an unspoken promise. “I’m happy too.”
Abhi reached up, his heart quickening as he cupped his face with her freshly washed hands.
The softness of her skin was like a balm, warm and smooth, sending a wave of emotion through him.
He closed his eyes for a brief moment.
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