Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 
But Ravi wasn’t finished exploring yet, not nearly.
 
Keeping one hand cupped around her right breast, supporting its weight and softness, his other hand traced the upper curve of her left breast, moving slowly and reverently, following the elegant swell upward toward her collarbone.
 
The skin there was impossibly soft, smooth as silk under his fingers, and the transition from the full curve of her breast to the graceful chest above was a study in femininity, delicate yet powerful in its beauty.
 
Then his hand slid back down, fingers splayed wide, covering as much of her breast as possible.
 
He squeezed gently, marveling at the way the soft flesh yielded and bulged under his touch.
 
Each subtle movement fascinated him, the way her body seemed to respond intuitively to his hands, shivering, quivering, soft yet alive.
 
"I could touch you like this forever," he murmured, voice rough with desire, eyes locked on hers.
 
"I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of feeling you, Didi…"
 
Priya’s gaze, heavy-lidded with arousal, met his.
 
"Then don’t stop," she whispered, voice low, sultry, commanding yet soft.
 
"Not yet…"
 
His hands moved instinctively, pressing her breasts together, creating an even deeper cleavage.
 
The valley between them deepened, shadowed and inviting, a hidden world of warmth and softness.
 
He couldn’t resist; he lowered his head, pressing a soft, reverent kiss into the heart of that valley.
 
Priya gasped, fingers tangling in his hair, holding him close, grounding him and herself in the moment.
 
His mouth moved slowly, deliberately, exploring every inch of the space he had created, tasting the salt of her skin, breathing in the warm, feminine scent that made him dizzy with desire.
 
He kissed along the inner curve of her right breast, tongue darting out occasionally to taste her, leaving a trail of wet warmth across her fair skin.
 
When he reached the peak, he paused, lips warm against her nipple.
 
"Please…" Priya whimpered, body trembling, her words nearly lost in the rising tide of sensation.
 
"Please, Ravi…"
 
He took her nipple into his mouth.