The door closed behind them, and the silence turned heavy.

Ranjeet walked toward her slowly, like a storm that already knew where it would land. His fingers reached for her wrist. He did not drag. He guided. She let him. Her back touched the cool wall, her chest rising and falling fast.

He leaned in close, his breath warm against her ear. “Do you remember what I said about this jewelry?”

Her voice shook a little. “Yes… you said you will take it off the way you put it on.”

His mouth curved into a slow smile, his eyes dark with something hungry. He whispered, “Good.”

Then he kissed her.

It was not soft or shy. His lips crashed against hers, deep and hot. His hand slid to the back of her head, tilting her face for him, and the other held her waist tightly, pulling her against him until she could feel every breath he took.

The necklace came off first. The clasp opened with one flick of his fingers. The cool stone fell to the floor. “One,” he whispered against her lips before kissing her again, slower, deeper.

His mouth moved down to her neck. He kissed just under her jaw, then lower to the hollow of her throat. Each kiss was hotter, wetter, more demanding.

The earrings followed. He unclasped them carefully, his mouth replacing the metal, kissing and sucking gently at her ears. “Two.”

She let out a soft sound, almost a moan, and her hands grabbed his shoulders.

Then the bangles. He slid them off one by one, kissing the inside of her wrist, then licking the soft skin where the metal had been. Her breath broke. “Three,” he whispered.

Finally, he knelt down in front of her, his hands resting on her hips. The silver chain around her waist shimmered in the low light. His mouth pressed against her skin, just above it. She trembled.

“May I?” he asked, his voice deep.

“Yes,” she whispered, barely able to breathe.

The chain came off. It fell with a soft sound. “Four.”

His hands slid slowly up her thighs, not rushing, just tracing the silk and heat between them. She let her head fall back against the wall, her breath shaking, her knees weak.

He rose again, towering over her, his chest pressed against hers. His mouth brushed her ear. “You have no idea what you are doing to me,” he said softly.

Her lips parted. Her hands were already in his hair, pulling him closer.

He touched the strings of her blouse, not opening it yet, only playing with them, pulling lightly, letting the tension grow thicker. His lips moved down her shoulder, warm and wet.

She gasped when his teeth grazed her collarbone. He kissed the same spot after, like a promise.

.

And then he slid lower. he remove her anklet and keep moving his hand up towards her knee.

His hands traveled over her hips, down her thighs, lifting the layers of sari inch by inch until he could kiss the inside of her leg, right above the knee.

She trembled.

"Can I move my head up, Chotu?" he murmured, breath hot against her skin.

"Yes..."You are so beautiful,' Ranjeet said in a low voice. His eyes locked on hers, full of want. "I want to touch you more. Let me make you feel good down here."

He pressed his palm flat against her lower belly, just above where the sari bunched up. Advika nodded, her breath short. She bit her lip, scared but excited. This was all new to her.

Ranjeet's hand moved lower, slipping under the folds of her sari. The fabric was loose at her hips, easy to push aside. He found the petticoat tied beneath, but he did not untie it yet.

Instead, his fingers pressed against the thin cotton cloth that covered her most private place. He could feel the heat coming from her through the material. Her pussy was warm and damp already, the cloth sticking a little to her skin.

He rubbed slow circles over the front of her petticoat, right where her clit hid. Advika gasped, her hips jerking up a bit. 'What... what are you doing?' she whispered, her voice shaky.

She had never felt anyone touch her there. Ranjeet smiled, his thumb pressing firmer now, rubbing back and forth over the spot. The cloth was rough against her sensitive clit, but the pressure sent sparks through her body.

'It's your special spot,' he told her simply. 'It will make you feel so good. Just relax and let me rub it.' He kept his other hand on her breast, squeezing it soft to keep her grounded.

His fingers worked steady on her clit through the cloth. Up and down, side to side, then small circles again. The friction of the fabric made it even more intense. Advika's legs spread a little wider on their own, the sari rustling as she moved.

She moaned low, her hands gripping the edge of the bed. The rubbing built a strange ache inside her, deep in her belly. It was like nothing she had ever known. Ranjeet's thumb pressed harder, rubbing faster now. He could feel her clit swell under the cloth, getting harder and more sensitive. A wet spot grew on the petticoat, her juices soaking through.

'Oh... Ahhhh... it feels... strange,' she panted. Her face flushed red, sweat beading on her forehead. He leaned down, kissing her neck soft while his hand kept rubbing.

The cloth slid a bit with each stroke, bunching up against her clit. He used two fingers now, pinching the fabric lightly over her nub and rolling it. Advika cried out, her back arching off the bed. The pull and tug through the cloth made her clit throb.

He did not stop. His fingers rubbed in a steady rhythm, pressing and circling her clit over and over. The petticoat was soaked now, clinging to her folds. Advika's hips bucked up to meet his hand, chasing the pleasure. 'More... please,' she begged, her voice breaking. This was her first time feeling this build-up, the tight coil in her core getting stronger.

Ranjeet rubbed harder, his fingers flicking the cloth-covered clit fast. He could feel her body tense, her thighs shaking. "Cum for me, Advika," he whispered hot in her ear.

A sharp cry tore from her throat as the wave crashed over her. Her pussy pulsed under the cloth, juices flooding out and wetting his fingers through the fabric.

It was her first orgasm ever, and it shook her to the core. Stars burst behind her eyes, her breasts heaving as she gasped for air.

Ranjeet kept rubbing slow through the aftershocks, helping her ride it out. 'Good girl,' he said, kissing her lips soft. Advika lay there, limp and glowing, but he was not done. 'That was your first cum. Now I want to give you another one. Deeper this time.'

She looked up at him, eyes wide but trusting. Her body still tingled from the first release. Ranjeet untied the knot of her petticoat with one hand, careful not to scare her.

The sari and petticoat fell open, exposing her bare pussy. It was smooth and dark, her folds glistening with her wetness. Her clit peeked out, swollen and red from the rubbing.

He touched her bare skin for the first time, his finger tracing her slit light. Advika shivered, so sensitive now.

'I will finger you now,' he said. 'It might hurt a little at first, but it will feel so good.' She nodded, spreading her legs more, her entrance was tight.

Ranjeet gathered her wetness on his finger and rubbed her clit bare now, slow circles with his thumb. It was slick and direct, no cloth in the way. Advika moaned loud, her hips lifting.

Then, he pressed one finger at her hole, pushing in slow. She was so tight, her walls gripping him right away. 'Relax,' he said, kissing her breast to distract her. Inch by inch, he slid inside, feeling her virgin pussy stretch around him.

It stung a bit for her, but the fullness mixed with his thumb on her clit made it bearable. Soon, pleasure took over. Ranjeet started moving his finger in and out, slow at first. Her juices coated him, making it easier.

He curled his finger inside, searching for that spot on her front wall. When he found it, Advika gasped, her eyes going wide. 'Ahhh!'

He rubbed that spot steady while his thumb circled her clit. In and out, his finger fucked her pussy gentle but firm. Her walls clenched around him, pulling him deeper.

Advika's hands clutched his shoulders, nails digging in. 'It feels... so full... so good,' she whimpered. Ranjeet added a second finger now, stretching her more. She winced, but he kept his thumb on her clit, rubbing fast to ease the burn.

The two fingers pumped in rhythm, scissoring a little to open her up. Her pussy made wet sounds, squelching with each thrust. He leaned down, sucking her nipple hard while he fingered her.

The mix of sensations drove her wild. Advika's hips rolled to meet his hand, her clit throbbing under his thumb. The build-up came faster this time, stronger than the first.

'Cum again for me,' Ranjeet growled, his fingers speeding up. He rubbed her g-spot hard inside, his thumb flicking her clit quick. Advika's body tensed, her pussy squeezing his fingers tight. 'Yes... oh gods... I'm... cumming!' she screamed.

The second orgasm hit her like a storm, harder than the first. Her walls spasmed around his fingers, gushing more wetness. Her legs shook, toes curling, as waves of pleasure rolled through her.

Ranjeet kept fingering her slow through it, drawing out every pulse. When she finally went limp, panting and sweaty, he pulled his fingers out gentle. They were coated in her cream.

He brought them to his mouth, licking them clean while she watched, blushing. 'You taste so sweet,' he said. 'This is just the start. I will make you cum many more times.'

Advika smiled weak, her body spent but happy. The chamber air felt cool on her wet skin, the sari tangled around her.

She reached for him, pulling him close for a kiss.