Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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A shiver of desire ran through her as his fingers brushed the side of her waist, his palm lingering longer than necessary. Her body reacted instinctively, she leaned into him, her chest rising against his as she sought the comfort he was offering.
 
But then the doubts returned. He hurt me, she reminded herself. He chose someone else. And yet, here he was, touching her like he never had before, making her feel seen, desired, as though all the pain between them could somehow be erased in this moment.
 
Her pulse quickened as her mind swirled with conflicting thoughts. She could feel her body betraying her, craving him even as her heart warned her to pull away.
 
Could she trust him again? Was this just a moment of weakness on both their parts, a fleeting desire they would regret once the storm of emotions passed? Or was it something deeper? Was she, too, silently longing for the closeness, for the love that once existed between them, despite everything?
 
As Ravi continued to support her weight, his hand steady but his touch almost too intimate, Priya fought to keep control of herself. The warmth of his body against hers, the firmness of his arm around her waist, it was hard to remember why she should resist.
 
It felt so natural, so comforting, to be this close to him again, but she had to remind herself, this was the same man who had broken her trust. She had loved him once, but could she love him again? Could she let him back in without losing herself in the process?
 
Her breath hitched again, and this time, it wasn’t from the pain in her ankle. His fingers, brushing so gently along the curve of her waist, sent a tremor through her. Her body, helplessly, leaned into him, her chest pressing against his as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
 
But then, as quickly as the warmth flooded her, the weight of her resentment came rushing back. Don’t let him back in. Don’t let him hurt you again.
 
But Ravi was there, his presence so overwhelming, his touch so tender, that all her walls felt like they were crumbling away. She could feel the heat from his body seeping into hers, and the way his touch lingered on her skin made it impossible to think straight.
 
It was a war inside her, her body, craving him, her mind, screaming at her to push him away. She wanted him, but she was afraid of what that meant, of what it could lead to.

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