Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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 “She’s letting me… every inch… and she’s holding me… guiding me… it’s perfect…” His mind raced with desire, but every motion was tempered with reverence, every touch a conversation of intimacy and trust.
 
The moment stretched, the air between them thick with unspoken words, yet louder than any sound in the theater. Priya’s breath was ragged, her chest rising and falling in sync with the quickening beat of her heart.
 
Ravi could feel her body growing softer beneath his touch, each delicate shift in her posture encouraging him, coaxing him further into the deepening abyss of desire. Her lips were so close now, so tantalizingly close, that Ravi could almost taste the warmth of her breath.
 
He shifted just a fraction, his face tilting toward hers, and for the first time, their eyes locked, full of uncertainty, full of longing, and full of something else… something far more dangerous. In the dim light of the theater, the flickering screen behind them casting shadows on their faces, Ravi’s gaze dropped to her lips.
 
He could feel the pulse of her desire, faint but undeniable, in the way she tilted her head, in the way her breath seemed to catch in her throat. And just for a moment, everything fell into place.
 
Without thinking, Ravi leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a tentative, fleeting kiss. It wasn’t the hesitant brush of before, it was real, deliberate, and it was something neither of them could pull back from. His lips met hers with a quiet urgency, as though he was afraid that if he didn’t kiss her now, the moment would slip away, unfulfilled.
 
Priya’s body tensed for just a fraction of a second, and Ravi wondered if she would pull away again, but then… she softened. She leaned into him, her lips parting slightly, giving him the silent permission he had been waiting for.
 
The kiss deepened, slow and tender, their mouths moving against each other with an almost unbearable slowness. It was a kiss full of yearning, full of all the things they had been denying for so long. Ravi’s hand, still resting on her waist, moved instinctively, tracing the curve of her back as he pulled her closer, feeling the heat of her body pressing against his.
 
Priya’s fingers curled around the armrest, the only thing keeping her from falling fully into him. 

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