Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

The Drive Home – Part 4
 

Ravi’s hand lingered just beneath her rib cage, every fingertip savoring the soft warmth of her skin. He could feel her subtle shivers under his touch, the pulse of life that raced beneath her saree, and he knew that every second mattered.
 
There was an almost holy gravity to this moment, an intimacy neither had ever crossed before. Both of them felt it. The world outside, the car, the streets of Mumbai, Amit driving, had faded entirely.
 
In that small back seat, there was only them, only the tension that had been building, only the heat of their closeness.
 
"This… this is different… bigger… more dangerous… more thrilling… every touch carries weight now…" Ravi thought, his pulse quickening at the thought. His fingers trembled slightly, unsure of the path they were about to take. The weight of this shared secret seemed to grow heavier with each passing second.
 
Priya’s breath caught, a shallow hitch that she tried to mask, turning her face slightly toward the window. Her heart was hammering, a wild, disobedient drumbeat that mirrored the sudden awareness of what was about to happen.
 
She knew the step they were about to take was significant, a boundary that once crossed would change everything.
 
"I shouldn’t let this go further… It is too dangerous, and there will be no going back…" her mind whispered, even as her body betrayed her hesitation. She leaned subtly into him, pressing closer despite the gnawing sense of caution.
 
It felt like an almost irresistible pull, like something she had wanted for so long yet had never let herself acknowledge.
 
The Mini Cooper seemed smaller than ever, every movement intimate, every inch of skin brushing a nerve. Ravi hesitated for a heartbeat, feeling the weight of what he was about to do.
 

This was the first time he would touch her breasts, if he could dare, the first truly intimate, irretrievable act of closeness.
 
His breath came in short bursts as he tried to control the rush of emotions threatening to overwhelm him. He could feel the tension in Priya Didi’s body, her thighs slightly tightening, her breath shallow, her fingers resting lightly on his arm as if to brace herself for the inevitable.

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