Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

His fingers lingered on the fabric


Tracing the curve of her waist, and for a moment,

Sirisha felt a shiver of longing.

His touch was slow, reverent, as though he were afraid to take too much, too soon.

But his eyes, his eyes told her everything.

They burned with need, with something so primal, so uncontrollable, that it made her legs feel weak.

Ravi’s lips parted slightly as he moved closer, his breath quickening.

She could feel the heat of him now, the warmth radiating off his body.

His mouth hovered just above her shoulder, the faintest whisper of a kiss brushing against the wet fabric.

He closed his eyes for a brief moment, as though savoring the feeling of the fabric against his lips.

And then he pressed his lips firmly against the fabric where it clung to her skin,

Tasting the soft cotton as if it held some secret, some hidden part of her.


His lips moved lower, trailing gently over the fabric,

Kissing the curve of her collarbone with a reverence that made her pulse quicken.

The soft, wetness on her had dampened the kurti 

And each press of his lips sent shockwaves through her.


The dampness seemed to make the fabric cling more tightly to her body,

Accentuating the outline of her curves, her breasts, every sensitive inch of her.

His lips moved lower still, pressing against the curve of her shoulder,

The soft fabric of the kurti now warm from his touch.

Sirisha gasped softly, her chest rising with every breath,

The heat between them rising higher.

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