Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

.

 
Priya’s body was betraying her mind, responding to his touch, to the gentle teasing of his fingers against her navel, and she didn’t want him to stop.
 
“He’s so gentle… so careful… but I need him to keep going…” Priya thought, her hand now resting on his, urging him ever so slightly to press deeper, to move further. The sensation of his fingers on her belly button felt like fire, but it was a fire she couldn’t escape. She wanted to burn, wanted him to feel all of her, to trace every inch of her skin with the same slow, tender touch.
 
Ravi, feeling her subtle encouragement, moved his fingers just a little deeper, the slightest pressure against her belly button, as if tracing its very center.
 
The feel of her skin under his fingers, the warmth that radiated from her body, made him lose himself in the moment.
 
His hand never stopped its careful, slow exploration. He was savoring the way her body responded to him, the way she shivered and breathed in the smallest of gasps as he touched her.
 
“This is real… this is really happening…” Ravi thought, his heart pounding faster with every second that passed. He didn’t want to stop, didn’t want to pull away. The need to touch her, to explore every inch of her skin, was overwhelming.
 
Her belly button, soft and warm under his fingers, felt like the final frontier, the last piece of her he hadn’t touched yet.
 
Ravi’s fingers danced slowly around her navel, feeling the perfect curve and soft hollow, the delicate contours of the most beautiful belly button he had ever seen. It was small, soft, and exquisitely sensitive, the gentle dip and smooth edges inviting his touch.
 
Every tiny motion of his fingertips sent waves of heat through her body, a combination of ticklish delight and deep arousal.
 
Priya’s breath hitched again, her body arching slightly toward him, seeking more of the tender exploration while keeping her hand pressed against his.
 
"It’s so delicate… so soft… and he’s touching it… oh, it feels incredible…" Each slow circle of his fingers around her navel made her heart flutter, a delicious mix of shyness and want that she could not resist.
 
Ravi’s palm rested lightly against her belly, his fingers tracing the hollow, pressing just enough to feel her warmth, pinching the tender edges lightly as if to memorize every sensation. 

.