Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 
She tilted her head back just slightly, exposing the curve of her neck, and Ravi couldn't resist the pull to kiss her there, his lips pressing against the soft skin, his breath warm, almost urgent.
 
His lips trailed downward slowly, tasting her skin in the quietest of motions, each kiss deliberate and full of reverence.
 
Priya let out a soft sigh, the sound barely audible, but it vibrated through her chest, speaking to him in a language of desire they both understood.
 
She turned her head slightly, her eyes meeting his for a fleeting moment, a silent question, a shared understanding that neither of them had to voice aloud.
 
Ravi pulled back and Ravi’s hands, still on her waist, began to travel up her body, slowly, deliberately, feeling every curve beneath her clothes. The sensation of her warmth under his touch was intoxicating, each inch of her skin a whisper against his palms.
 
He slid his palms up her ribcage, savoring the smoothness of her skin, the slight rise and fall of her breasts as she breathed in deeply.
 
His fingers brushed over the sides of her breasts, grazing the edge of her blouse, cupping her magnetic curves lightly, feeling the soft resistance of her firmness beneath his hands.
 
"God… every inch of her is made to be touched."
"And yet I must linger… I must savor."
 
Every subtle tilt of her body, every infinitesimal shift, was an invitation he accepted without haste.
 
He let his hands trace the natural slope of her torso, memorizing the delicate curve where her waist met her hips, the hollow just above her navel peeking between blouse and saree, the gentle swell of her ass beneath the fabric.
 
Every press of her soft body into his chest, every subtle arch, made his pulse thunder in response, each moment stretching, heavy with desire yet restrained by reverence.
 
"I could lose myself here… and never leave."
"And still, I want more."
 
He slowly turned her towards him and moved his hands back to her lower back, cupping the softness of her butt, pressing her into him, feeling the heat and weight of her body meld with his own.
 
The subtle shift of her hips against him, the pressure of her warmth, made him ache with quiet need, each sensation a delicious reminder of their closeness.