24-02-2026, 11:35 AM
She pressed a kiss there, and could taste the faint saltiness that had seeped through the material.
Ravi’s breathing was ragged now, harsh and uneven.
The sensation of her mouth on him, even through his underwear, was almost too much to bear.
He could feel the warmth of her lips, the gentle pressure, the wet heat of her breath seeping through the thin fabric.
He wanted to lose himself in it, let her take him somewhere he couldn't return from.
"Please," he whispered, his voice strained. "Please, Didi..."
She smiled against him, then finally moved her attention to the waistband.
Her eyes, dark with desire, locked onto the fabric, knowing exactly what would come next.
The underwear sat low on his hips, the elastic band the only thing keeping the garment in place.
She would have to grip it with her teeth and pull it down, working the fabric over his arousal, revealing him inch by inch.
The thought made her pulse quicken.
She wanted to see him fully, to know him the way he had known her.
Her mouth moved to his left hip, finding the edge of the waistband.
Her teeth caught the elastic carefully but firmly, and she began to pull.
The fabric resisted at first, held in place by the prominent bulge.
She had to pull harder, had to press her face against his hip for leverage, her cheek making contact with the warm skin there.
The intimacy of this moment, the way she was pulling him closer, revealing him more with each inch, made her heart race.
Slowly, the waistband began to slide.
It slipped over the curve of his left hip, revealing the pale skin beneath, the sharp line of his hip bone, the beginning of the trail of dark hair that led downward.
Priya released the waistband and moved to his right hip, repeating the process.
Her teeth gripped the elastic, and she pulled, feeling the fabric slide over the curve, revealing more of his skin.


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