14-07-2025, 03:43 PM
Saturday Late Morning – After Tea, Before Time Slips Away
Meghana was wiping her hands on a napkin,
Standing by the sink,
When she felt him again, Abhi’s quiet presence behind her.
The warmth of his bare chest pressed against her back, sending a shiver down her spine.
His hands slid around her waist, fingers gently interlocking over her navel.
The simple touch felt like a claim, possessive yet tender, as if he couldn’t get close enough.
Her heart fluttered at the intimacy, at the way he made her feel like she was the only person in the world.
She smiled softly but didn’t turn. “You said no more distractions until lunch.”
His lips brushed her ear, the warmth of his breath sending an immediate rush of heat through her.
“I lied,” he whispered,
his voice low and thick. “Or maybe I just changed my mind.”
Before she could respond, his lips found the delicate curve where her neck met her shoulder.
Bare skin.
A touch like breath.
The warmth of his mouth made her body respond instinctively, her fingers gripping the edge of the counter as her pulse quickened.
She leaned into him, savoring the feeling of his hands roaming slowly over her skin.
He pulled her even closer, his chest pressing firmly against her back, the heat of him overwhelming.
She didn’t stop him.
She didn’t want to.
- o -
Meghana was wiping her hands on a napkin,
Standing by the sink,
When she felt him again, Abhi’s quiet presence behind her.
The warmth of his bare chest pressed against her back, sending a shiver down her spine.
His hands slid around her waist, fingers gently interlocking over her navel.
The simple touch felt like a claim, possessive yet tender, as if he couldn’t get close enough.
Her heart fluttered at the intimacy, at the way he made her feel like she was the only person in the world.
She smiled softly but didn’t turn. “You said no more distractions until lunch.”
His lips brushed her ear, the warmth of his breath sending an immediate rush of heat through her.
“I lied,” he whispered,
his voice low and thick. “Or maybe I just changed my mind.”
Before she could respond, his lips found the delicate curve where her neck met her shoulder.
Bare skin.
A touch like breath.
The warmth of his mouth made her body respond instinctively, her fingers gripping the edge of the counter as her pulse quickened.
She leaned into him, savoring the feeling of his hands roaming slowly over her skin.
He pulled her even closer, his chest pressing firmly against her back, the heat of him overwhelming.
She didn’t stop him.
She didn’t want to.
- o -
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