Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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The next sequence on the screen erupted in bright gold light, washing over their faces. 

In that glow, Ravi saw her eyes flick sideways, not fully turning toward him, just a subtle, cautious shift, a stolen attempt to see if he was looking.
 
He wasn’t.
He couldn’t.
If he met her gaze now, he wasn’t sure what he might give away.
 
Her breath hitched, the smallest, quietest sound, but enough for him to feel it ripple through the thin space between them.
 
She shifted again, just slightly, the movement graceful and careful, the kind of adjustment someone makes when they’re pretending to get comfortable.
 
But instead of creating distance, her arm brushed his once more, firmer this time, a touch that lingered a fraction longer before she steadied herself.
 
Her fingers, still so close to his, curled inward as if she was trying to restrain them.
 
“Why am I letting this happen…? Why does his touch feel like this…?”
 
Her inner voice trembled through her posture, through the way her shoulders rose, held, then softened.
 
Ravi swallowed, trying to stay entirely still.
But the air had changed.
Thickened.
Warmed.
 
He felt the faintest tremor in her hand, a tiny, helpless reaction she probably didn’t even realize she’d let slip. 
And it hit him with dizzying force, a wave of heat rolling through him.
 
Another burst of light from the screen illuminated her cheek, and in the brief glow he saw it: the delicate quiver near the corner of her mouth, as if she was fighting back an emotion that was both fear… and desire.
 
“Ravi… don’t make me want this… don’t make me reach for you…”
 
She exhaled, slow and uneven.
Her fingers drifted, not touching him, but surrendering to the nearness, surrendering to the moment.
 
Ravi’s heart thudded once, hard.
 
He didn’t move.
He didn’t dare.
 
But the space between their hands, that tiny, trembling sliver, felt like it could ignite at any second.
 
The movie continued.
People around them shifted, breathed, whispered.
Life went on.
 
But between Ravi and Priya, something fragile and molten hovered, dangerous, undeniable, and one breath away from crossing a line neither of them had ever spoken aloud.
 
Their silent, forbidden tension grew thicker.
Stronger.
Unavoidable.
 
And they both knew it.

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