03-03-2026, 06:41 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-03-2026, 01:39 AM by shailu4ever. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
“Yes… exactly… I need it… need him… oh… it’s too much… it’s perfect,” she was pressing herself closer, every muscle responding, every heartbeat echoing in her mind.
Her own hand continued to stroke him, her movements becoming slightly less coordinated as pleasure built within her, but never stopping, “I want him… I want to make him feel as good as he makes me… every touch… every stroke… yes,” feeling his length pulse in her palm, warm and hard, reacting to her touch, each subtle jerk of his hips answering her movements.
They stayed like this for long, languid minutes, hands pleasuring each other, mouths meeting in deep kisses, bodies pressed close together.
“Every second… every inch… I can’t get enough… we belong together… nothing else matters… just this… him… me… us,” Ravi’s every nerve on fire, every micro-shift of her body under him a surge of heat, every breath and sigh shared between them.
But gradually, it wasn't enough.
“I need more… I want all… all of him… I want everything… now… no holding back… yes… yes…”
Priya pulled back slightly, her eyes meeting his, dark and heavy with desire.
“I need him… all of him… now… I can’t wait any longer,” her fingers lingering on his chest, tracing the heat radiating from him, her breath quick and shallow.
"I need you," she whispered.
"I need to feel you inside me, Ravi. All of you. Please."
“Please… don’t hold back… I want him… every part of him… I’m ready,” her pulse racing, her thighs instinctively pressing toward him, the warmth of her core tingling with anticipation.
Ravi's fingers stilled, then slowly withdrew from her body.
His hand cupped her face gently, his eyes searching hers, tracing the curve of her cheek, the glint of moisture in her eyes, the tiny tremor of excitement in her lips.
“She’s trusting me… completely… I won’t betray that… I have to be perfect for her,”
"Are you sure?" he asked, giving her one final chance to change her mind.
“I don’t want to hurt her… I need this to be right… I need her to feel safe, loved, cherished,”


![[+]](https://xossipy.com/themes/sharepoint/collapse_collapsed.png)