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

[shailu4ever]

She tasted like jasmine and morning and something he hadn’t known he was starving for.

His other hand tightened around her chest,

Still above her heart

But more boldly now.

Not squeezing.

But claiming.

His thumb brushed over her ribs

And she shivered once, then melted further into him,

As though her entire body had decided to trust his hands more than gravity.

Her fingers reached up to clutch his forearm now

Not to stop him, but to anchor herself.

She turned her head slightly again,

This time enough that her lips almost brushed his jaw.

He didn’t move.

Neither did she.

But their breathing changed

Faster now, still synchronized but deeper,

Heavier, as though something more urgent had taken over the rhythm.

Meghana exhaled, her voice low, ragged: “If you go further…”

He didn’t flinch.

He held her.

Kissed her shoulder again.

Let his thumb graze a little lower where her shorts curved against her skin.

He didn’t push the boundary.

He just stood at the edge of the boundaries.

“If I do,” he whispered, “you’ll stop me. Right?”


She was quiet for a second.

Then...  softly...  she smiled

“Yes. But not yet.”

They didn’t speak again for a long while.

Not because there was nothing to say.

But because their bodies had started saying it all.

And somewhere between her pulse against his palm

His breath against her neck, they both understood


There was no going back.

Only forward.

And they were getting very close.




-- oOo --