Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

There was a certain slowness to her movements,


Deliberate and sensual,

as though she was savoring the moment as much as the dessert itself.

Her full lips parted just enough, her breath steady as her tongue lightly touched the cool, creamy Rasmalai.

The tip of her tongue traced the sweet treat’s surface, almost tasting it before it even entered her mouth.

With a subtle shift, she drew the Rasmalai closer, her lips slowly closing around it,

Sucking it into her mouth with a soft, satisfying sigh of pleasure.

The way she bit into it was slow, methodical, as if she were savoring not just the taste,

But the act of eating itself, each movement precise yet effortlessly graceful.

Her gaze remained locked with Ravi’s the entire time, intense, as though she was daring him to look away, to break the moment.

But there was no escaping the allure of her, the way she made something so simple appear almost hypnotic.

As she chewed, her eyes darkened slightly with the lingering sweetness,

Her lips curling into the faintest of smiles, her tongue tracing the inside of her mouth before she slowly swallowed.

With the spoon still held delicately in her fingers, she looked at him, her voice soft but dripping with mischief.

“It’s sweet, isn’t it?” she asked with a wink, her voice almost a whisper as if sharing an intimate secret. "I think you’ll like it.”

After she finished her half, Neetu leaned closer, her body naturally gravitating toward him as if drawn by an invisible thread.

She took the spoon, now holding a small bite of the rasmalai, and with a quiet confidence, she held it toward him.

“Open up, Ravi,” she murmured, her voice sweet but carrying an undercurrent of desire that wasn’t lost on him.

Ravi’s heart skipped a beat.

He could taste the sweetness of her teasing words before the dessert even reached his lips.

He opened his mouth, unable to resist.

Neetu’s hand was steady as she guided the spoon toward his lips, her eyes never leaving his,

Watching his reaction closely as the cool, creamy Rasmalai touched his tongue.

She was so close now, her breath mingling with his, the heat between them building again,

But this time with an added layer of intimacy, the closeness feeling like a small, shared secret between them.

Her fingers lingered on the spoon for just a moment longer than necessary, the warmth of her touch sending a shiver down his spine.

“Now, isn’t that better than anything else?” she asked, her lips curving into a satisfied smile, though her eyes were heavy with the unspoken tension between them.

Ravi could only nod, the sensation of the Rasmalai lingering on his tongue—and the softness of her touch, making it hard to focus on anything else.

There was something infinitely sensual about the way she fed him, the intimacy of the act speaking volumes more than words could ever convey.

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