Soon, I lost my patience and started kissing Manoj back, reciprocating eagerly as our mouths engaged in a fierce battle of lips and tongue. My hands slid into his hair and clutched him as if he might vanish if I let him go. His lips moved against mine with a hunger that matched my own, and our tongues tangled in a rhythm that left me breathless. I could taste the mingling saliva, feeling the heat of his breath and the urgent, desperate need in each movement, as our desire deepened. At the same time, his hands roamed my body, exploring every curve, and his touches were setting me ablaze.
After kissing me passionately for a while, Manoj unlocked his lips from mine and then unpinned my shawl with deliberate care before lifting my kurta to reveal more of my skin. I raised my hands by myself to help him, and he removed my kurta from my body, through my head in a flash. I felt extremely shy, thinking about exposing the smooth and bare skin of my upper body only in my bra, highlighting the contours of my body. Manoj stepped back a bit to have a good look at my slim and firm figure, admiring the delicate lace cups that adorned my partially covered titties and the deep cleavage exposed.
“Wow, Anju!!!” he exclaimed, his eyes wide and looking down at my neck. “The sight of your sexy bra holding those melons together is gorgeous.”
Manoj’s eyes lingered on my exposed flesh for a few seconds, and then he looked at me with an appreciative smile, sending a shiver down my spine. It felt like he was undressing me with his eyes, and I lowered my head when he winked at me with a mischievous smile. Without warning, he grabbed both sides of my waist with his hands firmly, which conveyed both reassurance and desire. The contact was warm and steady, and I could feel the strength in his touch as he pulled me closer, making our bodies press against each other. The proximity between us intensified the electricity in the air, and we both were staring at each other in excitement, eagerness and lust.
Soon, Manoj leaned in almost impulsively and pressed his lips to mine again before kissing me passionately, which raised my body temperature to its peak. His kiss was fierce and hungry, leaving me momentarily breathless from its intensity, and then I responded eagerly with my own hands instinctively finding their way into Manoj’s hair. I clutched him as if to hold onto the fleeting moment as our breaths became ragged and mingled in the charged space between us. Each inhale was more desperate than the last, and so were our moans, until we finally parted. Both of us were gasping for air, and our chests were heaving as the adrenaline surged through our bodies, which left us momentarily stunned by the raw and unfiltered connection we had just shared.
Once again, my cheeks flushed with a deep blush as Manoj gazed upon me, and I lowered my head instinctively in embarrassment. However, I couldn’t help but stare at him again and noticed the mischievous sparkle in his eyes that seemed to twinkle with playful intent. A sly, teasing smile gradually spread across his lips, hinting at his mischievous mood as we stared at each other, our dilated pupils filled with unspoken desire, longing, and need.