Adultery Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 
 
 
 
"Mamta…" Rohan started, his voice strained, barely recognizable.
 
"I can't." She was shaking, her eyes wide and glassy with unshed tears. "I thought I could but… I can't. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
 
The apology broke something inside him. He could see the fear in her eyes, the shame, the guilt.
 
She was berating herself, punishing herself for something she couldn't control. And despite the ache in his body, despite the throbbing frustration that made his vision blur at the edges, he couldn't bear to see her like this.
 
"Shh." He cupped her face, his thumbs brushing away the tears that had begun to spill down her cheeks.
 
His voice was gentle, careful, though it cost him every ounce of his self-control. "It's okay. It's okay. Don't cry."
 
"I'm sorry," she sobbed, her voice breaking. "I'm so sorry. I wanted to, I thought I was ready, "
 
"Don't be sorry," he said firmly, his hands cradling her face. "There's nothing to be sorry for. I understand. I completely understand."
 
She shook her head, fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. "I thought I was ready. I wanted to be ready. I wanted to give myself to you. But when it came down to it, when I felt you there, I just, I panicked. I couldn't, "
 
"Shh," he soothed, though the sound of her words made his stomach twist with a complex knot of frustration and tenderness.
 
He pressed his forehead to hers, breathing deeply, trying to calm the raging storm inside him. "I know. I understand. And I'm not angry. I could never be angry with you."
 
She looked at him through tear-filled eyes, searching his face for any sign of disappointment, any flicker of resentment.
 
He forced himself to smile, to be gentle, to push down the aching need that still pulsed through his body.
 
"You're so good to me," she whispered, her voice trembling.
 
"I want to be good to you," he said, his thumbs stroking her cheeks. "I want to take care of you. That's all I've ever wanted."
 
He leaned down and kissed her forehead, his lips lingering there for a long moment.