Adultery Priya Didi

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She tilted her head back slightly, just enough for him to place soft kisses along her neck,

Feeling her pulse beneath his lips.

The thrill of their stolen moments was enough to make her dizzy,

Yet the knowledge that Sirisha could walk out at any moment kept her grounded in a way that was both exhilarating and terrifying.

From down the hallway, the faint sound of a drawer opening,

Followed by the shuffle of footsteps in Sirisha’s room, reminded them that time was running out.

Neetu’s breath caught in her throat.

She pulled back just enough to bite her lower lip, her cheeks flushed.

“Every second feels stolen,” she whispered, her voice a mixture of longing and regret.

Ravi cupped her face gently, his thumb brushing the edge of her cheek as he stared into her eyes.

“Then let’s steal them well,” he murmured, his voice a promise and a plea all at once.

Neetu smiled faintly, the edges of her lips curving up, and rested her forehead against his chest.

For a few heartbeats, they simply stood there, the world outside fading into nothing,

Their hearts beating in a quiet rhythm that only they could hear.

In those few precious seconds, it didn’t matter that the world might find out.

All that mattered was the moment they were sharing.

Ravi stroked her back softly, his fingers tracing the delicate lines of her saree,

Feeling the smoothness of her skin beneath.

He leaned down to kiss the top of her head, inhaling the soft scent of her hair.

“Neetu,” he murmured, his voice laced with emotion. “What are we doing?”

Her eyes fluttered open at the sound of her name, the question hanging between them.

She met his gaze, her expression tender yet conflicted.

“I don’t know…” she whispered. “But it feels like something we can’t stop.”

His hands cradled her face, and for a moment, everything else disappeared.

“Then we won’t stop,” he said, his voice full of quiet resolve. “Not yet.”

Neetu’s lips parted in a soft breath as her fingers found his shirt, tugging him closer.

She wasn’t sure what they were doing, or where it would lead, but in that moment,

It felt right—uncomplicated, unspoken, and undeniably theirs.

The seconds ticked by, the world outside their door just a whisper,

As they lingered in the warmth of their embrace, stealing what little time they had left.

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