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Chapter 17: Ravi & Kumar (Act 11)
Lina’s heart pounded as Kumar took another long drag from the joint, the scent of it thick in the air of the cramped van.
She sat cross-legged on the makeshift bed, her black mini dress clinging to her curves, her bare shoulders exposed now that she’d removed her shawl. Kumar sat opposite her, his shirt discarded, his lean torso glinting faintly in the dim light filtering through the van windows. His jeans were halfway down his thighs, revealing a pair of snug boxers.
“Thigh massage,” Kumar said, his voice low and teasing. He leaned forward, his hands already reaching for her legs. Lina hesitated, but the warmth of the smoke in her lungs made her nod, her cheeks flushing.
His palms met her skin, warm and firm as they slid up her smooth thighs. She hadn’t expected his touch to feel so good, but it was impossible to ignore the way his fingers pressed into her flesh, kneading gently, moving higher and higher until she felt a jolt of electricity where his hands nearly brushed the hem of her dress. Her breath caught, and she bit her lip, trying to stifle the soft sound that threatened to escape.
“Your turn,” Kumar said, pulling back slightly, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
Lina hesitated again, but the joint was making her bold. She reached out, her hands trembling as they landed on his muscular thighs. Her fingers dug into the firmness of his legs, marveling at the tension there. She could feel the heat of his skin through the thin fabric of his boxers, and when her hands wandered a little too close to his hips, she heard him inhale sharply.
“Deep French kiss,” he murmured, his voice rough now, and before she could protest, he was leaning in, his lips capturing hers in a searing kiss. His tongue slid into her mouth with ease, exploring every corner as if he owned it. Lina’s body responded instinctively, her hands gripping his thighs tighter as she kissed him back, her own tongue meeting his in a dance that left her dizzy.
When they finally pulled apart, she was breathless, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Kumar’s eyes were dark with desire, and she could see the bulge in his boxers straining against the fabric.
“Give me a boner without touching my cock,” he challenged, his lips curling into a smirk.
Lina’s eyes widened, but the dare was too tempting to resist. She shifted closer, her breasts brushing against his chest as her hands slid up his thighs again. This time, she let her nails graze lightly over his skin, tracing patterns that made him shiver. Her lips found the crook of his neck, and she pressed soft kisses there, her tongue darting out to taste the saltiness of his skin. She could feel him hardening beneath her touch, and when she nipped at his earlobe, he let out a low groan.
“Damn, Lina,” he muttered, his hands gripping her hips as if to steady himself.
“Kiss a part of my body you don’t usually kiss,” she whispered, her voice trembling with both nerves and excitement. Kumar didn’t hesitate. He moved behind her, his hands sliding around her waist as he pressed a kiss to the nape of her neck.
Then he lowered himself further, his lips trailing down her spine until he reached the curve of her ass. Lina gasped as she felt his warm breath against her skin, followed by the press of his lips against her cheek. His tongue darted out, swiping lightly, and she nearly collapsed against him.
“Your turn,” he said, his voice thick with desire. Lina turned to face him, her heart racing as she leaned down and pressed a kiss to his exposed hipbone. Her lips lingered there, feeling the way his muscles tensed beneath her touch. When she pulled back, she could see the hunger in his eyes.
“Kiss any part of your body,” he said, and before she could respond, he was leaning forward, his lips capturing one of her taut nipples through the fabric of her dress. His tongue teased her through the material, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Lina’s head fell back, a moan escaping her lips as he moved to the other breast, his hands cupping them firmly as he lavished attention on each one.
“Remove your panties with your mouth,” he dared next, his voice muffled against her skin. Lina’s breath hitched, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that shot through her as she watched him lower himself to the floor of the van. His breath was hot against her inner thighs as he tugged at the hem of her dress, exposing her black lace panties. His teeth gripped the edge of the fabric, and with a slow, deliberate motion, he began to pull them down. Lina lifted her hips slightly, helping him as the panties slid down her legs and off completely. She was completely exposed now, and the cool air against her heated skin made her shiver.
“Dry hump,” Kumar said, his voice rough as he positioned himself behind her. His hard cock pressed against her ass, and she could feel every inch of him as he began to move against her. Lina’s hands gripped the edge of the bed as pleasure surged through her, her body responding eagerly to the friction.
“This is just a game, right?” she whispered, though her voice was already trembling with need.
“Just a game,” Kumar murmured against her ear, his hands gripping her hips as he ground himself harder against her ass.
Lina’s heart pounded as Kumar took another long drag from the joint, the scent of it thick in the air of the cramped van.
She sat cross-legged on the makeshift bed, her black mini dress clinging to her curves, her bare shoulders exposed now that she’d removed her shawl. Kumar sat opposite her, his shirt discarded, his lean torso glinting faintly in the dim light filtering through the van windows. His jeans were halfway down his thighs, revealing a pair of snug boxers.
“Thigh massage,” Kumar said, his voice low and teasing. He leaned forward, his hands already reaching for her legs. Lina hesitated, but the warmth of the smoke in her lungs made her nod, her cheeks flushing.
His palms met her skin, warm and firm as they slid up her smooth thighs. She hadn’t expected his touch to feel so good, but it was impossible to ignore the way his fingers pressed into her flesh, kneading gently, moving higher and higher until she felt a jolt of electricity where his hands nearly brushed the hem of her dress. Her breath caught, and she bit her lip, trying to stifle the soft sound that threatened to escape.
“Your turn,” Kumar said, pulling back slightly, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
Lina hesitated again, but the joint was making her bold. She reached out, her hands trembling as they landed on his muscular thighs. Her fingers dug into the firmness of his legs, marveling at the tension there. She could feel the heat of his skin through the thin fabric of his boxers, and when her hands wandered a little too close to his hips, she heard him inhale sharply.
“Deep French kiss,” he murmured, his voice rough now, and before she could protest, he was leaning in, his lips capturing hers in a searing kiss. His tongue slid into her mouth with ease, exploring every corner as if he owned it. Lina’s body responded instinctively, her hands gripping his thighs tighter as she kissed him back, her own tongue meeting his in a dance that left her dizzy.
When they finally pulled apart, she was breathless, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Kumar’s eyes were dark with desire, and she could see the bulge in his boxers straining against the fabric.
“Give me a boner without touching my cock,” he challenged, his lips curling into a smirk.
Lina’s eyes widened, but the dare was too tempting to resist. She shifted closer, her breasts brushing against his chest as her hands slid up his thighs again. This time, she let her nails graze lightly over his skin, tracing patterns that made him shiver. Her lips found the crook of his neck, and she pressed soft kisses there, her tongue darting out to taste the saltiness of his skin. She could feel him hardening beneath her touch, and when she nipped at his earlobe, he let out a low groan.
“Damn, Lina,” he muttered, his hands gripping her hips as if to steady himself.
“Kiss a part of my body you don’t usually kiss,” she whispered, her voice trembling with both nerves and excitement. Kumar didn’t hesitate. He moved behind her, his hands sliding around her waist as he pressed a kiss to the nape of her neck.
Then he lowered himself further, his lips trailing down her spine until he reached the curve of her ass. Lina gasped as she felt his warm breath against her skin, followed by the press of his lips against her cheek. His tongue darted out, swiping lightly, and she nearly collapsed against him.
“Your turn,” he said, his voice thick with desire. Lina turned to face him, her heart racing as she leaned down and pressed a kiss to his exposed hipbone. Her lips lingered there, feeling the way his muscles tensed beneath her touch. When she pulled back, she could see the hunger in his eyes.
“Kiss any part of your body,” he said, and before she could respond, he was leaning forward, his lips capturing one of her taut nipples through the fabric of her dress. His tongue teased her through the material, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Lina’s head fell back, a moan escaping her lips as he moved to the other breast, his hands cupping them firmly as he lavished attention on each one.
“Remove your panties with your mouth,” he dared next, his voice muffled against her skin. Lina’s breath hitched, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that shot through her as she watched him lower himself to the floor of the van. His breath was hot against her inner thighs as he tugged at the hem of her dress, exposing her black lace panties. His teeth gripped the edge of the fabric, and with a slow, deliberate motion, he began to pull them down. Lina lifted her hips slightly, helping him as the panties slid down her legs and off completely. She was completely exposed now, and the cool air against her heated skin made her shiver.
“Dry hump,” Kumar said, his voice rough as he positioned himself behind her. His hard cock pressed against her ass, and she could feel every inch of him as he began to move against her. Lina’s hands gripped the edge of the bed as pleasure surged through her, her body responding eagerly to the friction.
“This is just a game, right?” she whispered, though her voice was already trembling with need.
“Just a game,” Kumar murmured against her ear, his hands gripping her hips as he ground himself harder against her ass.
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