07-07-2025, 06:40 PM
The scent of jasmine
Mingled with something even more intoxicating, Meghana's own sweet skin, warm and inviting beneath his touch.
He lingered there for a moment, savoring the feel of her silk saree dbangd in his hand
Before his other hand moved to cup the smooth curve of her shoulder.
With a tenderness he hadn't expected from this night's intensity
He began to gently undo the delicate clasp holding her blouse in place.
As the fabric fell away, revealing the sculpted lines of her shoulders and the tantalizing glimpse of the bra beneath,
Abhi’s gaze lingered on the way her skin glowed under the lamplight.
He wanted to trace the path of her collarbone down to where it dipped into the soft swell of her breasts
To lose himself in the landscape revealed beneath the sheer silk of her blouse.
The fabric pooled around Meghana's hips like liquid wine as Abhi gently lifted the silken dbang from her shoulders.
She leaned into his touch, a silent invitation that sent shivers down his spine.
The scent of jasmine intensified
Mingling with something more primal
Her own skin scent
Warm and sweet like honeyed nectar.
He hesitated only for a heartbeat
Before he reached up
To cup one of her breasts over the smooth silk of her blouse.
It was firm beneath his palm
.
Mingled with something even more intoxicating, Meghana's own sweet skin, warm and inviting beneath his touch.
He lingered there for a moment, savoring the feel of her silk saree dbangd in his hand
Before his other hand moved to cup the smooth curve of her shoulder.
With a tenderness he hadn't expected from this night's intensity
He began to gently undo the delicate clasp holding her blouse in place.
As the fabric fell away, revealing the sculpted lines of her shoulders and the tantalizing glimpse of the bra beneath,
Abhi’s gaze lingered on the way her skin glowed under the lamplight.
He wanted to trace the path of her collarbone down to where it dipped into the soft swell of her breasts
To lose himself in the landscape revealed beneath the sheer silk of her blouse.
The fabric pooled around Meghana's hips like liquid wine as Abhi gently lifted the silken dbang from her shoulders.
She leaned into his touch, a silent invitation that sent shivers down his spine.
The scent of jasmine intensified
Mingling with something more primal
Her own skin scent
Warm and sweet like honeyed nectar.
He hesitated only for a heartbeat
Before he reached up
To cup one of her breasts over the smooth silk of her blouse.
It was firm beneath his palm
.
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