29-07-2025, 09:36 PM
Ravi was determined to prove himself
To show her that he could master the game she had set in motion.
With a steady breath, Ravi picked up another piece of Rasmalai and dipped it into the syrup.
As he brought the spoon to her lips,
He couldn’t help but notice how the thick sweetness clung to the dessert,
The syrup glistening under the light, almost daring him to be bold.
Neetu opened her mouth to accept it, but this time, as she pulled the dessert into her mouth,
A larger drop of syrup fell, this time, deliberately, it seemed.
The syrup trailed down her chin, but instead of stopping there, it continued its path downward,
Falling onto her neck, slipping just beneath the edge of her saree pallu, near the low neckline of her blouse.
Just on the starting point of her cleavage.
Ravi’s eyes widened as he watched the syrup slowly pool near the delicate valley of her chest,
Just above the exposed skin where her blouse met the saree.
The sight was both an invitation and a challenge.
The syrup was now in a place that was almost impossible to reach without taking things further.
He could feel the heat rise in his body as he watched her,
Trying to keep his composure, but his body betrayed him, he wanted more.
Neetu, however, remained completely still.
She could see the conflict in his eyes
The desire building in him with each passing second.
But she was calm, as though she was waiting for him to make his move.
To show her that he could master the game she had set in motion.
With a steady breath, Ravi picked up another piece of Rasmalai and dipped it into the syrup.
As he brought the spoon to her lips,
He couldn’t help but notice how the thick sweetness clung to the dessert,
The syrup glistening under the light, almost daring him to be bold.
Neetu opened her mouth to accept it, but this time, as she pulled the dessert into her mouth,
A larger drop of syrup fell, this time, deliberately, it seemed.
The syrup trailed down her chin, but instead of stopping there, it continued its path downward,
Falling onto her neck, slipping just beneath the edge of her saree pallu, near the low neckline of her blouse.
Just on the starting point of her cleavage.
Ravi’s eyes widened as he watched the syrup slowly pool near the delicate valley of her chest,
Just above the exposed skin where her blouse met the saree.
The sight was both an invitation and a challenge.
The syrup was now in a place that was almost impossible to reach without taking things further.
He could feel the heat rise in his body as he watched her,
Trying to keep his composure, but his body betrayed him, he wanted more.
Neetu, however, remained completely still.
She could see the conflict in his eyes
The desire building in him with each passing second.
But she was calm, as though she was waiting for him to make his move.
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