20-08-2025, 12:04 PM
“And I’ve been dying to feel it,” he replied, low and rough,
His lips pressing firmly against her skin again.
“Every second you looked at me, every glance, every smile… I felt it, Bhabhi. You want me as much as I want you.”
Her fingers slid into the waistband of his jeans, tugging him impossibly closer.
“Then don’t stop…” she breathed, voice thick with need.
Ravi smiled against her skin, his hand tracing a path down her back.
“I won’t,” he murmured. “Not until you can’t take it anymore.”
Neetu pressed herself against him fully, unable to stop now.
She could feel his heat, his desire pushing back, overwhelming every rational thought.
The space between them no longer existed, just the feeling of him, raw, close, igniting a fire neither could control.
She gasped as he pressed his body closer, lips tracing a slow,
Fiery path from her collarbone to the curve of her breast.
“Ravi…” Her voice broke, trembling with want, a mix of protest and surrender.
He paused just long enough to look into her eyes, mischief and hunger dancing in his gaze.
“You’re mine tonight, Bhabhi. Don’t fight it.”
Her fingers tangled in his hair, tugging him closer. “I don’t… want to fight…”
The air between them was thick with heat, with desire that had been building for days,
Now released in shivers, gasps, and whispered names.
Every touch, every kiss, every gentle grind of his body against hers made the world beyond the door fade into nothingness.
In that moment, there was no restraint, no hesitation
Only the overwhelming pull of each other, of every need finally given permission to exist.
His lips pressing firmly against her skin again.
“Every second you looked at me, every glance, every smile… I felt it, Bhabhi. You want me as much as I want you.”
Her fingers slid into the waistband of his jeans, tugging him impossibly closer.
“Then don’t stop…” she breathed, voice thick with need.
Ravi smiled against her skin, his hand tracing a path down her back.
“I won’t,” he murmured. “Not until you can’t take it anymore.”
Neetu pressed herself against him fully, unable to stop now.
She could feel his heat, his desire pushing back, overwhelming every rational thought.
The space between them no longer existed, just the feeling of him, raw, close, igniting a fire neither could control.
She gasped as he pressed his body closer, lips tracing a slow,
Fiery path from her collarbone to the curve of her breast.
“Ravi…” Her voice broke, trembling with want, a mix of protest and surrender.
He paused just long enough to look into her eyes, mischief and hunger dancing in his gaze.
“You’re mine tonight, Bhabhi. Don’t fight it.”
Her fingers tangled in his hair, tugging him closer. “I don’t… want to fight…”
The air between them was thick with heat, with desire that had been building for days,
Now released in shivers, gasps, and whispered names.
Every touch, every kiss, every gentle grind of his body against hers made the world beyond the door fade into nothingness.
In that moment, there was no restraint, no hesitation
Only the overwhelming pull of each other, of every need finally given permission to exist.
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