Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

The Quiet Conspirators


The moment Sirisha’s footsteps faded down the balcony, the apartment grew calm again.

Ravi leaned in slightly, his breath warm against Neetu’s neck.

His eyes flickered down to the small, creamy smudge of Rasmalai just behind her ear.

There was no hesitation now, only the playful confidence of someone who knew the game well.

His lips brushed softly against her skin,

His mouth gently moving over the spot where the dessert had left its mark.

Neetu’s breath hitched just slightly at the touch,

Her fingers curling into the fabric of her kurti as he cleaned the mess with slow, deliberate movements.

The sensation of his lips against her skin made the air between them heavier,

More intimate, charged with an electricity that neither could deny.

“Mmmm…” Neetu’s voice was a soft murmur, a small sound of appreciation, “That feels good.”

He murmured, voice low and warm, “you’ve got a bit of Rasmalai here.”

Ravi looked up at her, his lips still hovering near the spot,

His eyes dark with playful desire. “I couldn’t let that go to waste.”

His breath warmed her neck once again as he moved his lips just a fraction lower,

Savoring the sensation, the taste.

Neetu smiling with a slow, secretive smile. “I know.”

She tilted her head to the side, giving him more access, but her voice was teasing.

“Careful, Ravi. Sirisha will notice if you keep giving me private cleaning services.”

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