Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 
Ravi pressed a gentle kiss to her temple, then the curve of her neck, lingering over her shoulder, his hips shifting minutely against her
 
Reminding them both of the deep connection still present, the lingering desire that had only grown stronger.
 
“Even now… soft… slightly… but wanting her more… a thousand times more… all of me… all of her… always… hers…”
 
Priya tilted her head up, lips brushing his in a soft, lingering kiss, her hand sliding lower to feel the warmth of him against her, sensing the remaining fullness pressing inside her, a delicious reminder of the intimacy they had just shared.
 
“Still… inside me… still full… he wants me… oh God… yes… more than ever… his longing… mine… ours…”
 
Ravi’s hand cupped her face, thumb brushing her cheek gently, while his other hand rested lightly on her hip, still connected, feeling the subtle shift of her body against him, every heartbeat, every breath a reminder of the connection that had only deepened.
 
“Every inch… mine… hers… still… not less… more… infinitely more… she is everything… all of her… all of me… yes…”
 
They stayed like that, bodies still pressed together, his almost-full length a quiet, powerful reminder of the desire that had only intensified, their breaths mingling, hearts still beating in tandem, the lingering friction between them electric yet comforting.
 
“I could stay like this forever… still full… still hers… I want her more… a thousand times more… every pulse… every touch… perfect… ours…”
 
Priya laughed softly, a gentle, satisfied sound, fingers threading through his hair, teasing the warmth of his neck, her other hand sliding over his chest, feeling the subtle strength that remained even after release.
 
“Still strong… still mine… all of him… he wants me… more than ever… yes… perfect… forever…”
 
Ravi tilted his forehead against hers, eyes half-closed, lips brushing hers in a soft, slow kiss, hips shifting ever so slightly, still pressing deeply against her, the sensation of being joined reminding them of the intimacy, the trust, the unspoken promise of desire that would never wane.