Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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Priya’s heart was racing. "Why is he asking me again? Doesn’t he know how much I want this?" She felt the heat of his breath on her skin, the way his hand lingered just above her waist, teasing her with anticipation. His touch was so close, but still so distant.
 
She closed her eyes for a moment, her body frozen in place, unsure of how to respond.
 
Her fingers, still gently holding his hand, tightened slightly as she fought the inner conflict. "I can’t… but I want him to touch me… I want him to feel me." Her thoughts seemed to blur, the voice of caution slowly being drowned out by the rhythm of her heart.
 
Ravi’s fingers were now hovering just above the soft skin of her waist, the lightest trace of heat radiating from her body. He could feel the faintest tremor in her body, the almost imperceptible way she leaned into him, and it sent a wave of triumph and longing through him. He wasn’t sure if it was permission, but he didn’t want to cross the line without knowing for sure.
 
“Didi, please…” he whispered once more, his voice barely audible, his breath catching as his fingertips grazed the edge of her waist, sending a surge of heat straight through him. “Can I touch you there? Just… a little?” His words were both a request and a plea, a soft admission of the need that was beginning to consume him.
 
Priya’s pulse quickened. The sensation of his fingertips grazing her waist sent a shiver of heat through her entire body. She felt the softness of her skin react to him, felt the warmth that pooled in her belly at the lightest touch.
 
"It’s too much… but I don’t want him to stop…" Her hand moved, almost of its own accord, pressing a little more firmly against his as if to say yes, though she didn’t speak the words.
 
And then, as if finally given permission, Ravi’s hand gently moved upward, his palm resting lightly against the soft curve of her waist. The feeling of her skin under his touch made him gasp softly, the warmth of her body so intoxicating, so inviting.
 
He could feel her heartbeat against his palm, the rhythm of her breath, and it was as if every inch of her body was alive with the shared connection they were creating.
 

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