25-07-2025, 05:38 PM
Sweet Temptations
Ravi remained seated, still caught in the aftershocks of their earlier exchange, his mind not entirely focused on the plates in front of him.
Neetu’s every motion was a reminder of the way she had teased him,
The touch of her skin, the teasing words, the playful, sensual game they were playing.
He knew it wasn’t just about food, not even close.
There was something more, something unspoken that made the tension between them all the more thrilling.
Once she had finished tidying up, she turned to him with a soft smile.
“Ravi, why don’t you relax on the couch for a moment? I’ll bring you something sweet.”
Her voice was casual, but there was a hidden note of invitation in it, one he couldn’t miss.
He leaned back into the couch, his eyes following her as she moved toward the kitchen,
The sway of her hips hypnotic under the soft light.
His mind, still racing with the aftermath of their flirtations, had barely a moment to rest before she returned with a large, delicate bowl filled with Rasmalai, sweet, creamy, and inviting.
She also carried two small serving bowls, her hands steady but her gaze flickering back to him with a certain mischievousness.
“I thought you might like something sweet to finish the meal,” Neetu said,
Her tone playful as she placed the large bowl and small bowls on the coffee table in front of him.
She handed him one of the small bowls, offering a small smile. “Here. You should try this. It's one of my favorites.”
Ravi took the bowl from her, feeling the soft weight of it in his hands,
His eyes still tracing the elegant lines of her body as she settled beside him.
There was something in the air now, something deeper.
They weren’t just playing anymore.
- o -
Ravi remained seated, still caught in the aftershocks of their earlier exchange, his mind not entirely focused on the plates in front of him.
Neetu’s every motion was a reminder of the way she had teased him,
The touch of her skin, the teasing words, the playful, sensual game they were playing.
He knew it wasn’t just about food, not even close.
There was something more, something unspoken that made the tension between them all the more thrilling.
Once she had finished tidying up, she turned to him with a soft smile.
“Ravi, why don’t you relax on the couch for a moment? I’ll bring you something sweet.”
Her voice was casual, but there was a hidden note of invitation in it, one he couldn’t miss.
He leaned back into the couch, his eyes following her as she moved toward the kitchen,
The sway of her hips hypnotic under the soft light.
His mind, still racing with the aftermath of their flirtations, had barely a moment to rest before she returned with a large, delicate bowl filled with Rasmalai, sweet, creamy, and inviting.
She also carried two small serving bowls, her hands steady but her gaze flickering back to him with a certain mischievousness.
“I thought you might like something sweet to finish the meal,” Neetu said,
Her tone playful as she placed the large bowl and small bowls on the coffee table in front of him.
She handed him one of the small bowls, offering a small smile. “Here. You should try this. It's one of my favorites.”
Ravi took the bowl from her, feeling the soft weight of it in his hands,
His eyes still tracing the elegant lines of her body as she settled beside him.
There was something in the air now, something deeper.
They weren’t just playing anymore.
- o -
.