Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

The soft flutter of her breath against him, the way she shifted ever so slightly


Letting him know that she wanted him closer, made him ache with a hunger he didn’t even know he had.

He could feel the tension in her, the way her body seemed to pull him in, like a magnet, urging him to explore every inch of her.

“Keep going,” she breathed, her voice a low hum of need.

Ravi’s lips returned to her navel, pressing a slow, deliberate kiss that lingered longer than before, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath him.

She shivered again, and he could tell that the sensation was just as electric for her as it was for him.

His breath warm against the sensitive skin.

His hands slipped further, gently cupping her waist, as if he were drawing her closer, grounding himself in her.

“It’s... it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before.” she whispered, her voice trembling, both eager and overwhelmed by the intensity.

His hands moved around her waist, pulling her closer as he continued to press soft, lingering kisses against her belly.

She tasted like warmth, like the promise of something deeper, and it drove him wild.

His mouth trailed lower still, just beneath the waistband of her shorts, brushing against the sensitive skin of her hips.

Every inch of her body seemed to ignite under his touch, like he was awakening something deep within her.

With that encouragement, Ravi moved further, his lips returning to her navel as he kissed his way down her belly.

Each kiss was slower, deeper, more deliberate than the last.

He let his mouth linger, savoring the softness of her skin, the delicate curve of her body, the way she responded to him with every kiss.

He was exploring her in a way that was both sensual and intimate, each touch more powerful than the last.

“Just like this, Sirisha...” he murmured, his lips tracing a path down her stomach. “Every moment, every touch, every inch... just like this with Bhabhi. But you... you’re different. This moment is ours.”

Her body seemed to respond to him instinctively, her hips lifting just slightly, her hands pressing him closer.

And he felt the shift, the way the air between them became thick with anticipation, the way the heat between them built with every passing second.

When his lips reached the curve of her hip, just above the waistband of her shorts, he paused, his breath shallow, eyes meeting hers.

“Do you want this?” he asked softly, his voice filled with the depth of the moment.

He didn’t need an answer, not really, but the question hung in the air between them, marking the shift, the slow, deliberate moment where they could either draw closer or hold back.

She met his gaze, her eyes dark with longing, her lips parting just enough for him to hear the soft hitch in her breath. “Yes,” she whispered, the word almost a plea.

Ravi smiled then, a slow, deliberate grin that told her everything she needed to know.

Without a word, he leaned in and pressed another kiss to the soft skin of her belly, feeling the heat of her body rise with every moment, every touch.

He was taking his time, letting the connection between them grow, exploring her in a way that felt like they were writing their own story with each movement.

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