02-02-2026, 11:15 AM
"I want to taste you," he whispered against her ear. "I want to taste every part of you, Didi. Will you let me?"
Priya's breath caught, her body trembling. She nodded, unable to form words.
"The bed," he murmured. "Lie down for me."
Priya moved to the bed and lay back on it, her body displayed for him in the morning light streaming through the window.
She was a vision, fair skin against white sheets, dark hair spread like a fan, full breasts rising and falling with her rapid breathing, the dark triangle between her slightly parted thighs.
Ravi stood at the foot of the bed for a moment, simply looking, memorizing every detail of this moment.
Then he climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs.
His hands found her thighs, and he gently pushed them apart, spreading her open to his gaze. “Please Didi, I want to see you completely. Please open Didi” his voice not much louder than a wishes.
Priya obeyed, her thighs falling open slowly, tremulously, her most intimate flesh fully exposed to his gaze now. The vulnerability of the position should have terrified her, should have made her want to close her legs, to hide, to protect herself from such complete exposure.
But the look in Ravi's eyes, pure reverence mixed with raw hunger, made her feel powerful instead of vulnerable. Made her feel beautiful, desired, worshipped.
Ravi moved back up the bed, positioning himself between her spread thighs, his broad shoulders fitting perfectly in the space she'd created for him. His face was level with her center now, close enough that she could feel the warmth of his breath against her most sensitive flesh.
He paused there, and for a long moment, he simply looked.
His eyes traced every detail, the soft, dark curls that covered her mound, the way they thinned as they descended toward her intimate folds.


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