The sky had begun turning orange, the sun slowly dipping behind the distant hills. After comforting Geetanjali.
Arahan stepped outside, adjusting his kurta and lungi. The breeze had cooled, bringing with it the faint scent of earth and burning wood from nearby stoves.
He knew there was time before the cinema with Anjali.
And his steps, as if naturally drawn, turned toward Kavita's shop.
The store's outer shutters were partially down—half-closed to keep out dust, but still open enough to welcome familiar footsteps.
He knocked once and then stepped inside.
Kavita was alone again. Her son Surendra was nowhere in sight—likely to his grandmother's home.
She stood behind the counter, counting some loose change, her long braid swung over her shoulder. The moment she saw Arahan enter, her eyes lifted—but she didn't speak.
Her glance lingered for a heartbeat too long.
"You're early today," she said at last, voice calm but laced with something warmer.
"I was nearby," Arahan replied casually. "Thought I'd check if you needed anything."
Her lips curled slightly, half a smile. "I always do… but I won't admit it out loud."
He chuckled softly and stepped further in, letting the shutter close a little more behind him.
The shop smelled of grains, old wood, turmeric—and her usual jasmine perfume. The shelves lined with bottles and packets, the same narrow aisles… but the atmosphere between them had shifted. Just a little.
There was a pause.
"You're alone again," Arahan said, his voice quiet.
Kavita nodded. "Yes. I didn't close the shop… I guess I was waiting."
She didn't explain further.
And she didn't need to.
Kavita's breath caught in her throat as Arahan stepped closer, his tall frame looming over her. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, and it sent a shiver down her spine.
Without a word, he reached out and pulled her into his arms. Kavita went willingly, wrapping her own arms around his waist as she pressed herself against him.
Arahan buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply. The scent of jasmine filled his nostrils, mixed with the faint smell of sweat from a long day's work.
"I missed you," he murmured against her skin, his lips brushing against her pulse point.
Kavita's heart raced at the contact. "I missed you too," she whispered back, tilting her head to give him better access.
Arahan took advantage of the invitation, pressing soft kisses along her neck and collarbone. His hands roamed over her back and hips, squeezing gently.
"You're so beautiful," he breathed, pulling back to look at her face. "So perfect."
[Ding! New Task Generated!]
Task: Let's complete the bonding with Kavita. Let her know, you are way better than husband. Tell her deeply by your cock, how much you care about her. Fucked her so much that, she always desires to get ravage by you.
🔸 Objective: Let the bond deepen.
🎁 Task Reward:
+20 EXP
+20 Relationship (Kavita)
+₹2000 (System Wallet)
+2 Agility
Kavita gazed up at him, her dark eyes shimmering with emotion. "Arahan," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "I... I want you."
The words hung in the air between them, heavy with unspoken desires. Arahan's heart skipped a beat at the admission.
Slowly, he leaned down and captured her lips in a searing kiss. Kavita melted into him, parting her lips to allow his tongue to explore her mouth.
Their hands began to wander, caressing and squeezing through layers of clothing. Arahan's palms slid up under Kavita's blouse, kneading the soft flesh of her back.
Kavita gasped into his mouth as his fingers brushed against the clasp of her bra. With a swift motion, he unhooked it and slipped the garment off her shoulders.
Her breasts spilled free, heavy and round. Arahan broke the kiss to look at them, his eyes dark with desire. Kavita bit her lip, suddenly shy under his intense gaze.
"Arahan," she whispered, reaching up to tug at his shirt. "Please..."
He didn't need further invitation. With a swift motion, he pulled his kurta over his head and tossed it aside. Kavita's breath caught at the sight of his bare chest muscled and toned, with a light dusting of hair.
Arahan scooped her up into his arms and carried her to the counter, sweeping aside bottles and packets with a careless gesture. He sat her down on the edge, stepping between her spread legs.
Slowly, reverently, he palmed her breasts, thumbs circling her nipples until they peaked into hard nubs. Kavita arched into his touch, a soft moan escaping her lips.
"More," she pleaded, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him closer.
Arahan obliged eagerly, leaning down to suck one nipple into his mouth while he rolled the other between his fingers. Kavita cried out softly at the sensation, tangling her fingers in his hair.
She cried out softly as Arahan's hot mouth closed around her nipple, his tongue swirling and teasing the sensitive bud. Electric pleasure shot through her body, pooling in her core.
"Arahan," she gasped, tugging at his hair. "I need... I need more."
Arahan lifted his head to look at her, his eyes dark with lust. "Tell me what you need," he demanded huskily.
Kavita bit her lip, hesitating for a moment before blurting out, "I need you inside me. Please."
Arahan's pupils dilated at her words. Without hesitation, he reached down and unfastened his lungi, letting it drop to the floor. His erection sprang free, thick and long.
Kavita's eyes widened at the sight of him. She reached out tentatively, wrapping her small hand around his shaft. Arahan groaned at the contact, his hips jerking forward involuntarily.
Slowly, she began to stroke him from base to tip, marveling at the silky hardness beneath her palm.
As Kavita stroked him, Arahan's breath grew ragged. He watched her through hooded eyes, his hips moving in rhythm with her hand.
"Arahan," she whispered, looking up at him with desirefilled eyes. "I want to taste you."
Without waiting for a response, she slid off the counter and onto her knees before him. Arahan's heart raced as he looked down at her, his hand coming to rest on the back of her head.
Slowly, deliberately, Kavita leaned forward and ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft from base to tip. Arahan gasped at the sensation, his fingers tightening in her hair.
She did it again, this time pausing at the tip to swirl her tongue around the sensitive head. Arahan's knees buckled slightly at the feeling.
Kavita took him into her mouth, sucking gently as she bobbed her head up and down. Arahan groaned loudly, his grip on her hair tightening as she worked him with her mouth.
"Oh god," he gasped, his hips thrusting forward slightly. "Kavita... your mouth... It's so good."
She hummed around him, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through his body. She took him deeper, relaxing her throat to accommodate his length.
Arahan looked down at her, his eyes glazed with lust. The sight of his thick cock disappearing into her willing mouth was incredibly erotic.
But soon he took it out from her mouth, because today he wants to complete his bonding with her.
Arahan pulled Kavita back up onto the counter, his hands shaking slightly as he reached for the edge of her saree. With a swift motion, he untucked the fabric from her waist and began to unwrap it, revealing inch after inch of smooth, brown skin.
Kavita lifted her arms obediently, allowing him to remove the garment completely. She stood before him in nothing but a simple cotton petticoat, her dark hair tumbling around her shoulders.
Arahan drank in the sight of her, his eyes filled with admiration and desire. "You're beautiful," he murmured, reaching out to trace the curve of her waist.
Kavita blushed at the compliment, biting her lip nervously. "Arahan," she whispered, placing a hand on his chest.
Arahan's eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of Kavita's nearnaked form. With a gentle tug, he pulled her petticoat down, letting it pool at her feet. Kavita stepped out of it, now completely exposed to his hungry gaze.
Arahan's breath caught in his throat. Kavita was a goddess, her curves soft and inviting. He reached out, trailing a finger down her stomach, over her hip bone, and along the crease where her thigh met her torso.
"Lay back," he murmured, pressing gently on her shoulders.
Kavita obeyed, reclining on the countertop. The cool wood pressed against her skin, making her shiver slightly. Arahan spread her legs gently, stepping between them to admire the glistening folds of her pussy.
"So wet already," he whispered, running a finger through her slick slit. "You want me that badly?"
Kavita nodded frantically, arching into his touch. "Yes," she gasped. "Please, Arahan. I need you inside me."
Arahan groaned at her words, his cock throbbing with desire.
He positioned himself at her entrance, the tip of his cock pressing against her wet folds. Kavita's hips lifted instinctively, trying to draw him in.
Slowly, inch by inch, he slid into her tight heat. Kavita gasped at the sensation, her nails digging into the wooden countertop. Arahan groaned as her walls clenched around him, gripping him like a velvet vice.
"Oh god," he muttered, burying his face in the crook of her neck. "You're so tight."
Kavita could only whimper in response, overwhelmed by the feeling of being filled so completely. Arahan began to move, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in.
Kavita's eyes widened as Arahan's thick length slid into her, stretching her in ways she had never experienced before. His cock was larger and thicker than her husband's, reaching depths that made her gasp and shudder.
She could feel every ridge and vein as he moved inside her, stimulating nerves she didn't even know existed. The sensation was overwhelming, bordering on painful but incredibly pleasurable.
"Arahan," she moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him deeper. "You're so big. I've never... felt anything like this."
Arahan groaned at her words, his hips snapping forward to bury himself to the hilt. Kavita cried out at the sudden fullness, her back arching off the counter.
"That's it," Arahan panted, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "Take all of me. You're doing so well."
He began to thrust faster, his balls slapping against her ass with each movement. Kavita met him thrust for thrust, lost in a haze of pleasure.
She could feel an orgasm building inside her, coiling tighter and tighter with each pass of his cock over that sensitive spot deep within.
Kavita's entire body tensed as the orgasm crashed over her, her inner walls clamping down on Arahan's throbbing cock. She screamed his name, her voice echoing through the empty shop as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
Arahan felt her convulsing around him and lost the last thread of his control. With a roar, he slammed into her one final time and came, flooding her womb with his hot seed.
They clung to each other, riding out the aftermath of their passion. Arahan pressed soft kisses to Kavita's forehead, neck, and collarbone as they caught their breath.
"Wow," Kavita whispered finally, a dazed smile on her face. "That was... incredible."
Arahan smiled down at her, his eyes filled with affection. "You're amazing," he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips.
Slowly, he pulled out of her and helped her sit up. Kavita winced slightly at the sudden emptiness, but Arahan's warm arms around her made her feel safe and cherished.
As they straightened their clothes, an unfamiliar noise caught their attention: the sound of footsteps approaching the shop.
Kavita froze, her eyes widening in panic. "Arahan," she whispered urgently. "Someone's coming."
Arahan listened for a moment before cursing under his breath. He quickly buttoned his kurta and lungi, trying to appear presentable.
"It's okay," Arahan murmured, pressing a quick kiss to Kavita's forehead. "Just stay here and don't make a sound."
He moved swiftly and silently, exiting the shop through the back door just as the footsteps reached the front entrance. Kavita held her breath, listening as the bell above the door jingled.
"Kavita ji?" a voice called out. It was her neighbour.
Kavita stepped out from behind the counter, trying to appear calm despite her racing heart. "What do you require?"