The Secret Of Rebirth(18+)

Chapter 38: Struggle Of Desire

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Madhav sat in the conference room, surrounded by colleagues and clients, but his mind was far from the mundane business discussions taking place around him. The room was filled with the low hum of voices, charts, and proposals, but all Madhav could focus on was the vivid flashback that had suddenly overtaken him.

The sight of Kavya earlier that day had triggered something deep within him-an intense memory from their shared past, one that he had tried hard to suppress. As the memory washed over him, it drowned out the present, pulling him into a world of raw emotion and desire.

In the flashback, he could see Kavya lying before him, her body radiating heat and need. The memory was so vivid that he could almost feel the warmth of her skin beneath his fingers. Slowly, with deliberate intention, he had run a single finger over her pussy, the touch gentle yet electric. Her wetness had coated his finger, slick and inviting.

Madhav remembered how he had looked up at her, the connection between them as strong as ever. Her eyes were closed, her head tilted back in sheer pleasure as she surrendered to his touch. Unable to resist, he had brought his finger to his lips, sucking on it and groaning at the sweet taste of her. The sensation had been overwhelming, a reminder of just how deeply he craved her.

In the memory, he had dipped down, his mouth seeking out the source of his desire. His tongue had traced a path up her slit, savoring every inch of her. She had tasted divine-sweet, intoxicating, a flavor he could never forget. Every lick, every swirl of his tongue had been a worship of her body, a desperate attempt to consume her, to make her a part of him in the most primal way possible.

Madhav had worshiped her with his mouth, exploring every inch of her pussy with an almost reverent devotion. The memory of her taste, the feel of her trembling beneath him, the way her body responded to his every touch-it all came rushing back with a force that left him breathless.

As the flashback gripped him, Madhav's body tensed, his breathing becoming shallow. He could still hear the soft moans she had made, the way she had whispered his name, urging him on, begging him to give her more. The intensity of the memory was almost too much to bear, pulling him away from the present moment and into the depths of his longing.

Suddenly, a voice from across the table snapped him back to reality. "Madhav, what do you think about this proposal?"

He blinked, struggling to refocus on the meeting. His heart was still pounding, the memory clinging to him like a shadow. Clearing his throat, he forced himself to concentrate on the present, pushing the vivid images of Kavya out of his mind.

But even as he tried to reengage with the meeting, the memory lingered, a constant reminder of the connection he could never truly escape. The taste of her, the feel of her, the way she had opened herself to him-it was all too real, too powerful to simply ignore.

Madhav knew that the past was haunting him, and with each flashback, it was becoming harder to maintain the distance he had carefully constructed between them. The intensity of his feelings for Kavya was undeniable, and as much as he tried to suppress them, the memories were proving stronger than his will.

The meeting continued around him, but for Madhav, the only thing that mattered was the memory of Kavya and the desire that still buried within him .

Madhav sat in his private office, the remnants of the meeting still echoing in his mind, but his thoughts were increasingly fixated on Kavya. The intense flashback from earlier had left him with a restless, almost unbearable tension. He tried to push the memories aside, focusing on work, but the physical reaction was unavoidable.

As the minutes ticked by, he could no longer ignore the growing arousal pressing uncomfortably against his pants. He shifted in his seat, trying to focus on the documents spread out in front of him, but the images of Kavya's touch and their intimate moments persisted, demanding his attention.

Unable to contain himself any longer, Madhav unzipped his pants and pulled out his throbbing erection, which was already leaking with precum. His grip was tight, almost desperate as he began to stroke himself. Groaning quietly, he tried to relieve the tension that had built up. The sensations were overwhelming, each movement sending waves of pleasure through him.

"Damn," he muttered under his breath, his voice rough with desire. "Ahh, I need to do this more often."

He was so absorbed in the act, lost in the pleasure he was giving himself, that he didn't notice Kavya entering the office. Her eyes widened in shock as she saw him, frozen in place, her heart pounding with a mix of emotions.

For a moment, the reality of the situation hit her. She stood there, watching Madhav, unsure of how to react. She had come to confront him, to seek answers and clarity about their past and their present feelings. But instead, she was met with an intimate and unexpected scene.

Madhav, caught up in his own world, remained oblivious to Kavya's presence, his focus solely on the intense sensations coursing through him. The office was silent except for the quiet sounds of his heavy breathing and the soft, rhythmic motion of his hand.

Kavya's emotions were a turbulent mix of hurt, confusion, and a lingering desire. She felt a pang of betrayal but also a deep ache in her heart seeing Madhav in such a vulnerable state. The sight stirred something within her, and she found herself conflicted between confronting him and retreating.

After a few moments, Madhav, finally feeling a release from the overwhelming tension, let out a deep, satisfied sigh. It was only then that he noticed Kavya standing silently in the doorway, her eyes wide with shock and hurt.

The reality of the situation hit him like a cold splash of water. He quickly pulled himself together, zipping up his pants and trying to compose himself. The moment was heavy with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.

Kavya's eyes met his, and in that brief exchange, a myriad of emotions passed between them. Madhav knew that things had to be addressed, but he also understood that the path forward would be fraught with difficulty. As he prepared to speak, he could sense the weight of the situation pressing down on both of them, making it clear that their journey was far from over.