20-08-2025, 02:16 PM
He paused for a moment, looking at her with a gaze that was both adoring and filled with hunger.
There was no hiding his desire now, no pretending that this was anything less than what it was:
A moment of pure, desperate need.
Neetu felt exposed, vulnerable, but instead of fear, she felt something deeper,
A pulsing need that only grew the longer he took to undress her.
He was savoring every inch of her, every breath, every tremble of her body.
And that drove her wild with anticipation.
“Ravi…” she whispered again, her voice breaking the silence, full of longing, full of surrender.
But he only smiled softly, a smile full of secrets, his eyes dark with passion.
His fingers moved to unfasten the lehenga, and his touch was slow, agonizingly slow.
The soft sound of fabric rustling filled the room as the lehenga slipped down her legs,
Revealing her bare skin completely to him.
Neetu gasped softly, her chest rising and falling quickly as the heat in her body intensified.
She was almost fully laid bare before him now, her body trembling with need and desire.
Ravi’s hands were everywhere now on her hips, on her thighs,
Tracing the outline of her curves as he moved lower.
His mouth followed the same path, planting soft, teasing kisses along her stomach,
The sensitive skin near her navel making her shiver under his contact.
He paused, his breath warm against her skin, letting it ghost over her stomach, feeling her tremble beneath him.
With one slow, deliberate motion, Ravi moved his hands to the inner edge of her panties,
His fingers slipping beneath the fabric, trying to pull it down.
There was no hiding his desire now, no pretending that this was anything less than what it was:
A moment of pure, desperate need.
Neetu felt exposed, vulnerable, but instead of fear, she felt something deeper,
A pulsing need that only grew the longer he took to undress her.
He was savoring every inch of her, every breath, every tremble of her body.
And that drove her wild with anticipation.
“Ravi…” she whispered again, her voice breaking the silence, full of longing, full of surrender.
But he only smiled softly, a smile full of secrets, his eyes dark with passion.
His fingers moved to unfasten the lehenga, and his touch was slow, agonizingly slow.
The soft sound of fabric rustling filled the room as the lehenga slipped down her legs,
Revealing her bare skin completely to him.
Neetu gasped softly, her chest rising and falling quickly as the heat in her body intensified.
She was almost fully laid bare before him now, her body trembling with need and desire.
Ravi’s hands were everywhere now on her hips, on her thighs,
Tracing the outline of her curves as he moved lower.
His mouth followed the same path, planting soft, teasing kisses along her stomach,
The sensitive skin near her navel making her shiver under his contact.
He paused, his breath warm against her skin, letting it ghost over her stomach, feeling her tremble beneath him.
With one slow, deliberate motion, Ravi moved his hands to the inner edge of her panties,
His fingers slipping beneath the fabric, trying to pull it down.
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