Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

The sensation was almost overwhelming


The way she leaned into him, the way her breath hitched each time he touched her.

He could feel her pulse beneath the surface, quick and eager, and it only made his own heart race faster.

Slowly, his fingers traced the curve of her waist, letting the touch be light, almost teasing at first, before his hand slid lower, just beneath the waistband of her shorts.

“This is how I touched Neetu Bhabhi,” Ravi whispered, his voice rough. “Slowly. Carefully. Just like this.”

Sirisha’s breath caught at the sudden shift in pressure, and Ravi felt the small tremor in her body.

He didn’t move further right away. He didn’t need to.

Every moment was a choice, and he wanted to savor this, every sensation, every breath, every tiny change in the way she responded to him.

“You make it sound like you’ve done this before,” Sirisha whispered, her voice thick with intrigue,

As she tilted her head back slightly, eyes fluttering closed.

The anticipation in the air was thick, like a storm brewing, and yet neither of them was rushing.

There was no need to. He wanted to take this moment, this intimacy, as slowly as possible.

He wanted to know every inch of her body, the way it reacted to his touch,

The way her breath quickened when he moved closer, the subtle shifts in her posture that told him everything he needed to know.

His gaze drifted from her face, flushed with desire, down to the soft curve of her waist.

His thumb traced small, deliberate circles just above her hip, and he saw her shiver at the sensation.

“You’re responding just like she did,” he murmured, his breath warm against her skin.

“Each movement... each touch... it’s the same.”

She’s waiting, he thought.

Waiting for me to take her further.

And he would, but only when it felt right, only when she was ready.

Ravi’s lips parted, a breath slipping through them before he took a slow, deliberate step closer,

Leaning into her, his body pressing against hers just enough to feel the warmth of her skin.

His hands slid up her sides, taking in the soft curve of her ribs before they moved toward her stomach.

He could feel her muscles tense as he approached that sensitive area,

But it was more than just her body responding to him, there was something else in the way she held herself,

Something inviting about the way she moved with him, as if her whole being was opening up to him.

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