Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 
He let his fingers linger there, mapping the firmness and softness beneath the dark fabric, drinking in the contour of her body with reverence.
 
Priya’s hands, still around his neck, pulled him closer, fingertips threading through his hair, tangling in the strands, tilting her head to the side a fraction further.
 
She gave him more of her skin, exposing the slope of her neck, the tender curve of her collarbone, the warmth of her shoulders pressed against him.
 
"Yes… closer… just like this."
"Every second with him feels endless."
 
She could feel his lips moving with purpose, each kiss, each press of his mouth against her skin igniting tiny flames across her body. Her pulse quickened with every brush of his lips along her jaw, her neck, the subtle hollow beneath her ear.
 
There was a hunger there, undeniable, but tempered with care, with patience. Neither of them rushed, allowing every shared sigh, every subtle shift of weight, to build the tension into something exquisite and fragile, something that belonged only to them.
 
"I want to feel every part of him… and let him feel every part of me."
"Not yet… not too fast… just this moment."
 
Ravi let his hands linger, sliding gently along the line of her ribs again, feeling her respond to his touch with tiny shivers, each one setting fire to the small of his spine.
 
He cupped her breasts lightly again, pressing her softly into him, feeling her warmth, her softness, the natural give of her body.
 
Every breath she took, every small, involuntary move, spoke to him louder than words could, a conversation of desire written across skin and muscle.
 
Priya arched slightly into him, her hands tightening gently around his neck, pulling him even closer, letting her fingers tangle deeper into his hair, anchoring herself to him, feeling the delicious weight of his body pressed against hers, the press of his chest against her breasts, the heat radiating from him like a slow-burning fire.
 
"This is everything…" she thought.
"And yet… I never want it to end."
 
Her body reacted before her mind could catch up, her chest pressing further into his, feeling the heat of his body, the strength in his arms as they held her.
 
His hands moved again, this time across her lower back, fingers splayed out as if tracing the lines of her spine, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath the fabric of her top.