Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

But he needed more than a fleeting impulse.


When he moved closer, it wouldn’t be by chance.

It would be a choice, an undeniable, deliberate decision.

Ravi stood up slowly, his eyes never leaving hers.

The intensity of his gaze locked onto hers, pulling her in as if by some invisible force.

He took a step closer, and his voice dropped to barely a whisper, charged with something dangerous.

“I’ll tell you everything, Sirisha,” he said, drawing her name out slowly, like a vow, like a promise that only they shared.

“But only because you’re part of our circle of trust. You can know everything.”

Her fingers curled tighter around the cushion, her knuckles pale, betraying the tension building inside her.

Her breath hitched ever so slightly, the smallest gasp escaping her as she straightened, leaning toward him in response.

Her voice was teasing, but there was an undeniable breathlessness beneath it. “Oh, I can?”

Ravi smirked, stepping closer still, his presence looming over her as the gap between them vanished, his proximity suffocating, intoxicating.

“Of course,” he whispered, his voice smooth with a rich, dark challenge.

“But I’ll let you decide what you want to know.”

His gaze lingered on her lips, the way they parted, so inviting, so full of promise.

“Do you want me to tell you what I did to Bhabhi…”

His voice dropped lower, almost to a growl,

“…or what I wanted to do to her?”

Sirisha’s eyes flashed with a mix of desire and curiosity,

And she bit her lower lip, a quick, instinctive gesture that made his heart race.

Her breath quickened, chest rising and falling with anticipation, each second stretching longer between them.

“Both,” she answered, her voice a soft purr that trembled with hunger,

Curiosity, and a little thrill of challenge.

Ravi smiled, savoring her answer, the taste of it hanging in the air between them.

His eyes never left her lips, which were parted so invitingly, drawing him closer, deeper into this dangerous game.

He walked toward her, each step purposeful, slow—making sure she felt every inch of the tension building between them.

It thickened the air around them, the heat between them palpable, suffocating, as though time itself had slowed to a crawl.

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