25-02-2026, 09:59 AM
Ravi's breath left him in a rush, his arousal twitching visibly at her words.
"Does she really want this? Am I dreaming?"
"You don't have to… " he started, but she interrupted him.
"I want to," she said firmly. "I want this, Ravi. I want you."
She leaned forward slowly, her eyes never leaving his face, watching his expression as she moved closer to his hardness.
"I’m going to make him feel everything I’ve felt... I want him to be as desperate for me as I am for him."
Her breath ghosted across the sensitive skin first, warm and intimate, and Ravi's entire body shuddered. "Just her breath... it’s too much already."
Then her lips made contact.
Priya pressed a soft kiss to the side of his shaft, about halfway down, and the feeling of his skin against her lips made her breath catch.
"He’s so warm... so soft, despite everything beneath. I can feel him, everything about him."
He was so warm, the skin impossibly soft despite the hardness beneath.
She could feel the blood pulsing through him, could feel the barely restrained power, could sense his struggle for control.
"I want to feel him lose control, I want him to let go for me."
She pressed another kiss, slightly higher. Then another.
Her lips traced a slow path up his length, exploring, learning the feel of him.
"Every inch of him is so overwhelming... I want to know all of it."
Ravi's hands clenched into fists at his sides, every muscle in his body taut.
The sensation of her mouth on him, those soft, perfect lips pressing gentle kisses along his length, was almost overwhelming.
"This... this is everything I’ve dreamed of... it’s too much... but I want more."
"Didi…," he groaned, her title carrying reverence and desperate need. "That feels... you feel..."
Priya smiled against his soft skin around his hardness, then let her tongue dart out, tasting him for the first time.
"He tastes so good... like everything I’ve ever wanted."


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