Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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But Ravi was persistent.
His hand, though trembling, returned to its place.
His fingers resumed their exploration, slowly, moving over her hand, tracing lines on her arm.
 
He could feel her warmth, the softness of her skin.
He felt it pulling him closer.
His hand moved with purpose, brushing over the soft skin of her hand, a mere whisper of contact, but it was enough.
 
Priya leaned away, her body tense. “Ravi, don’t,” she whispered, a small note of warning in her voice.
 
Her resistance.
But it didn’t last.
Not this time.
 
His fingers brushed against her again, gently, with increasing urgency, tracing circles on her arm.
 
She stiffened.
“Really, Ravi…” Her voice was firmer now.
A command.
Yet, in her words, there was a quiet invitation.
A hesitation that only fueled him further.
 
He paused, his hand stilling. He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear, the words coming out almost in a plea.
 
“Didi… please… let me.”
His voice was low, soft, and she heard the desire in it.
His fingers traced her fingers and tried to hold her hand in his hand.
 
Her breath quickened.
Her eyes flashing with indecision.
He saw it, the struggle.
She wanted to pull away, but at the same time, her body was betraying her.
“She wanted this too.”
 
She hesitated.
Then, a small, almost imperceptible nod.
Just enough.
 
The lights flickered slightly as the movie continued, but neither of them was focused on the screen anymore. The silence between them was suffocating, thick with unspoken words and yearning.
 
Ravi shifted closer, instinctively reaching for her hand, but Priya pulled back just slightly. Her gaze flickered to the empty aisle where Amit had been sitting only moments ago.
 
“Ravi…” Priya’s voice came out low, almost breathless. She seemed to be trying to steady herself. “What were you doing back then while Amit was here? Do you even realize how risky that is?” Her eyes darted around nervously.
 
“What if Amit sees?” Her words were rushed, urgent.
 
Ravi felt his chest tighten at the mention of Amit. 
He looked around too, as if he could somehow make sure no one had noticed, before meeting her eyes again. 

“I couldn’t help myself, Didi. You were so close. I just… I couldn’t stop thinking about being near you. About how badly I wanted to touch you.” 

His words were quiet but intense, filled with a sincerity that made his heart race even faster.

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