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Chapter 19: Ravi & Kumar (Act 19)
Ravi's head remained resting against Lina’s chest, his breath warm and steady as he clung to her like a child seeking solace. Lina’s fingers absently stroked his hair, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. Her gaze drifted to the coffee table, where a tissue box, a jar of Vaseline, and a stack of scantily clad covered magazines lay scattered.
The sight made her heart ache for him. He was so clearly lonely, so starved for intimacy. She bit her lip, the weight of her next words pressing heavily on her conscience.
“Ravi,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. He didn’t move at first, but she felt him tense slightly. “Listen… only for tonight. You can be with me. But there are conditions.”
Ravi’s head shot up, his eyes wide with disbelief. “What? Lina… are you serious?”
His voice trembled, a mix of hope and confusion washing over his features.
She nodded, though her stomach churned with guilt. “Yes. But you have to wear a condom. And you can’t touch me anywhere else. You can only hold my hips.
That’s it.” Her voice was firm, almost stern, but Ravi didn’t seem to care. His face lit up like he’d just won the lottery.
“Lina, I… I don’t even know what to say. Thank you. Thank you so much.” He scrambled to his feet, his hands shaking as he reached out to her. Lina stood slowly, avoiding his gaze. She couldn’t bring herself to look him in the eye, not when she felt so conflicted about what she was about to do.
He led her to his bedroom, the dim light from the hallway casting long shadows across the room. Lina hesitated at the doorway, her heart pounding in her chest. What am I doing? she thought, but before she could second-guess herself, Ravi was already rummaging through his bedside drawer, fumbling with what sounded like a jumble of items.
“Got it!” he exclaimed triumphantly, holding up a condom wrapper. Lina exhaled a shaky breath, her fingers trembling as she reached for the hem of her sweater. She kept it on, deciding that leaving something to the imagination might make this feel less real. Slowly, she slid her jeans and panties down her legs, letting them pool at her ankles. The cool air against her bare skin sent a shiver down her spine.
Ravi stood frozen, his eyes fixed on her as she moved toward the bed. She climbed onto it, positioning herself on all fours. Her heart raced, and she could feel the heat of shame creeping up her neck. This is temporary, she told herself. Just for tonight. He needs this.
“Ravi” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. “You can… you can enter me now. But be gentle, okay?”
Behind her, she heard the sound of his belt buckle clinking as he hurriedly undid it. The rustle of fabric followed as he pulled off his pants and briefs. She closed her eyes, trying to block out the reality of what was happening. The tear of the condom wrapper pierced the silence, and then the soft snap of latex being rolled into place.
“Lina…” Ravi’s voice was thick with emotion, and she could hear the awe in his tone. “Your ass… it’s so beautiful.”
Her cheeks burned, but she didn’t respond. Instead, she focused on the sound of his footsteps as he approached the bed. The mattress dipped under his weight, and she felt his hands hover near her hips, hesitant yet eager.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice wavering slightly.
Lina nodded, biting her lip to keep from crying. “Just… just do it.”
Ravi took a deep breath, his hands finally settling on her hips. She could feel the warmth of his palms through the fabric of her sweater. He positioned himself behind her, and she braced herself, her fists clenching the sheets.
“I’ll be gentle,” he promised, his voice trembling. “I promise.”
Lina closed her eyes tighter, her entire body tensing as she felt the tip of him press against her entrance. Her breath caught in her throat, and she fought the urge to pull away. This is for him, she reminded herself. Just for tonight.
Ravi hesitated for a moment, his grip on her hips tightening slightly. Then, with a slow, tentative push, he began to enter her. Lina gasped softly, her nails digging into the sheets as she felt him slide deeper. Her body responded instinctively, adjusting to accommodate him, even as her mind screamed at her to stop.
But she didn’t stop. She stayed still, letting him take what he needed, even as guilt clawed at her chest. Ravi’s breathing grew heavier, his movements becoming more confident as he found his rhythm. Lina focused on the sensation, trying to ignore the fact that this was wrong...so very wrong.
“Lina…” Ravi moaned softly, his hands gripping her hips tighter. “You feel… incredible.”
She didn’t reply, her face buried in the pillows as she fought back tears. The room felt suffocating, the weight of her choices pressing down on her like a leaden blanket. But she didn’t pull away. She couldn’t.
Ravi continued to move behind her, his breaths coming in short, ragged gasps. Lina’s mind was a whirlwind of emotions of guilt, shame, and an undeniable flicker of arousal that she couldn’t suppress. She hated herself for it, but she couldn’t deny the way her body responded to him.
The sound of their breathing filled the room, mingling with the creak of the bed and the soft rustle of sheets.
Ravi's head remained resting against Lina’s chest, his breath warm and steady as he clung to her like a child seeking solace. Lina’s fingers absently stroked his hair, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. Her gaze drifted to the coffee table, where a tissue box, a jar of Vaseline, and a stack of scantily clad covered magazines lay scattered.
The sight made her heart ache for him. He was so clearly lonely, so starved for intimacy. She bit her lip, the weight of her next words pressing heavily on her conscience.
“Ravi,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. He didn’t move at first, but she felt him tense slightly. “Listen… only for tonight. You can be with me. But there are conditions.”
Ravi’s head shot up, his eyes wide with disbelief. “What? Lina… are you serious?”
His voice trembled, a mix of hope and confusion washing over his features.
She nodded, though her stomach churned with guilt. “Yes. But you have to wear a condom. And you can’t touch me anywhere else. You can only hold my hips.
That’s it.” Her voice was firm, almost stern, but Ravi didn’t seem to care. His face lit up like he’d just won the lottery.
“Lina, I… I don’t even know what to say. Thank you. Thank you so much.” He scrambled to his feet, his hands shaking as he reached out to her. Lina stood slowly, avoiding his gaze. She couldn’t bring herself to look him in the eye, not when she felt so conflicted about what she was about to do.
He led her to his bedroom, the dim light from the hallway casting long shadows across the room. Lina hesitated at the doorway, her heart pounding in her chest. What am I doing? she thought, but before she could second-guess herself, Ravi was already rummaging through his bedside drawer, fumbling with what sounded like a jumble of items.
“Got it!” he exclaimed triumphantly, holding up a condom wrapper. Lina exhaled a shaky breath, her fingers trembling as she reached for the hem of her sweater. She kept it on, deciding that leaving something to the imagination might make this feel less real. Slowly, she slid her jeans and panties down her legs, letting them pool at her ankles. The cool air against her bare skin sent a shiver down her spine.
Ravi stood frozen, his eyes fixed on her as she moved toward the bed. She climbed onto it, positioning herself on all fours. Her heart raced, and she could feel the heat of shame creeping up her neck. This is temporary, she told herself. Just for tonight. He needs this.
“Ravi” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. “You can… you can enter me now. But be gentle, okay?”
Behind her, she heard the sound of his belt buckle clinking as he hurriedly undid it. The rustle of fabric followed as he pulled off his pants and briefs. She closed her eyes, trying to block out the reality of what was happening. The tear of the condom wrapper pierced the silence, and then the soft snap of latex being rolled into place.
“Lina…” Ravi’s voice was thick with emotion, and she could hear the awe in his tone. “Your ass… it’s so beautiful.”
Her cheeks burned, but she didn’t respond. Instead, she focused on the sound of his footsteps as he approached the bed. The mattress dipped under his weight, and she felt his hands hover near her hips, hesitant yet eager.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice wavering slightly.
Lina nodded, biting her lip to keep from crying. “Just… just do it.”
Ravi took a deep breath, his hands finally settling on her hips. She could feel the warmth of his palms through the fabric of her sweater. He positioned himself behind her, and she braced herself, her fists clenching the sheets.
“I’ll be gentle,” he promised, his voice trembling. “I promise.”
Lina closed her eyes tighter, her entire body tensing as she felt the tip of him press against her entrance. Her breath caught in her throat, and she fought the urge to pull away. This is for him, she reminded herself. Just for tonight.
Ravi hesitated for a moment, his grip on her hips tightening slightly. Then, with a slow, tentative push, he began to enter her. Lina gasped softly, her nails digging into the sheets as she felt him slide deeper. Her body responded instinctively, adjusting to accommodate him, even as her mind screamed at her to stop.
But she didn’t stop. She stayed still, letting him take what he needed, even as guilt clawed at her chest. Ravi’s breathing grew heavier, his movements becoming more confident as he found his rhythm. Lina focused on the sensation, trying to ignore the fact that this was wrong...so very wrong.
“Lina…” Ravi moaned softly, his hands gripping her hips tighter. “You feel… incredible.”
She didn’t reply, her face buried in the pillows as she fought back tears. The room felt suffocating, the weight of her choices pressing down on her like a leaden blanket. But she didn’t pull away. She couldn’t.
Ravi continued to move behind her, his breaths coming in short, ragged gasps. Lina’s mind was a whirlwind of emotions of guilt, shame, and an undeniable flicker of arousal that she couldn’t suppress. She hated herself for it, but she couldn’t deny the way her body responded to him.
The sound of their breathing filled the room, mingling with the creak of the bed and the soft rustle of sheets.
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