Adultery Nivetha (Nivi) - Power and Submissions of working wife (03 Oct 2025 - Chapter 100)
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Chapter 41: Stinging Defeat - Part 2


The day’s tension simmered as Nivi packed her files, the office quieting, Mohan’s teasing lingering like a challenge she couldn’t ignore. 

His car waited outside, his smile wide as she approached. 

“Back to our rides, Nivi—no buses tonight,” he said, voice low, eyes hungry as she slid in, the air thick with their shared secret.
“Still thinking about my win?” His tone was playful, implying last night’s endurance, his gaze lingering on her lips.

She laughed, voice sultry, sharp. “Your win? Mohan, you were shaking—don’t think it’s over.” 

Her tone teased, but her mind burned: Fuck, his cocky grin—32 minutes, his cum in my throat, a hit to my power.

I’m not letting him own this. Her body warmed, ass shifting on the seat, the thrill of their game reigniting.

The drive started with flirty banter, Mohan’s voice low and naughty. “Nivi, you were incredible last night—those lips, fighting hard. But 32 minutes? I’m king.” 

His eyes flicked to her, a smirk curling, hand resting on the gear shift near her thigh, fingers twitching with anticipation.

Her heart raced, the sting of defeat fueling her fire. Fuck, he’s gloating—thinking he’s got me, she thought, her body buzzing, defiance surging. 

“King? Mohan, you’re one slip from falling. Want to bet again?” Her voice was sultry, bold, leaning toward him, eyes locked on his with a naughty challenge. 

“Same spot, tomorrow—10 minutes, my mouth makes you cum. If I win, you admit defeat, follow my commands. If you last, I’ll obey yours.” 

Fuck, another bet—my mouth, my power, I’m breaking him this time, she thought, her fire flaring, body alive with the stakes.

He grinned, eyes darkening. “Deal—10 minutes, same rules, no rubbing your body on my cock, but hands free to roam. You’re on, Nivi.” 

His tone was playful, but hungry, his hand brushing her arm lightly, the promise of the bet heavy in the air. Fuck, he’s confident—cock probably hard already, thinking he’ll win again, she thought, her mind sharp: Last time, rough failed—his cock took it. Tomorrow, I go slow, seductive, break him quick.

The drive continued, their banter light but charged, Nivi’s mind racing with strategy. 

“Better rest, Mohan—my mouth’s coming for you,” she teased, voice low, turning to let her shoulder angle toward him, a controlled spark. Fuck, I’ll win—slow, teasing, my power’s back, she thought, her body buzzing with anticipation, the secluded spot waiting for tomorrow’s challenge.

They reached her drop point, blocks from home, the night quiet, her mind burning with the bet. 

Fuck, tomorrow—my mouth, his cock, 10 minutes to reclaim my throne, she thought, stepping out, her fire defiant, Mohan’s victory a temporary sting. 

The chapter closed on her burning resolve, the new bet a bold claim, Raghavan’s absence a distant echo, her power poised to strike.

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