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Should Salman Khan finally find a girl to marry on his 60th birthday?
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What if............Arjun
Aishwarya Rai at fault for ruining Salman's life?
From Progressive To Regressive?
Hahahahahahaha: New nicknames for Gen 4 lead couple.
Tera saaya ...and your love...have to still answer all ur comments...Thank you
Hmm its 3 am and I cant sleep...so updating ...My maiden attempt in passion writing ...still in infancy stages 😆
Disclaimer: Jokes apart, those who have read my story know how shy I am in describing sensuous stuff, The below chapters especially chapter 41 is just a mild one ...its erotic but not lewd...in case still if you are those who dont like to read such things then dont proceed after chapter 40
Dedicated to ...my Love gurus ...Ann and Khyati ...These girls put my writing in a jr.Kg mode 😃
Love you all
Chapter 39
Shikayat...
They reached the room ...it was evening and the sun was about to bid a farewell to the diminishing day ...
Zain looked at Rhea ...her mehndi had dried now ...and the straight palms had eased ...
It was a strange feeling of fear that always gripped him whenever she was quiet like this ...her bubbly and chirpiness is what kept him alive ...
Da ...kya hua ...jabse nikle hai ...kuch bol nahi rahi ho ...
Her silence was haunting him now ...her gaze still looked miffed ...
Theek ho na ...he wanted to hear her talk
She looked up still quiet her eyes unfazed ...
Walking towards him ...she crumpled her hands ...the dried mehndi flaked off ...leaving a exquisite design of dark orange lines at the bottom ...
she rubbed her hands in anger ...he looked at her face again ...afraid ...
The bits and pieces of the green designs still stuck in her palms and the rest were staining the floor now ...scattered like a ravaged emotion ...falling all across
she held his hand and pushed him towards the wall...with a masked irritation
Every step that he moved back ...every push from her hand was making Zain fall deeper and deeper into a slumber of uneasiness ...
She started starring back at him as his back touched the wall...he had nowhere to go ...
His breath ...crippled under her gaze...
Da....
She kept her finger on his lips now ...
Kya samjhte ho khudko ...his eyes defined a dread now...
What happened ...the moment she had opened her eyes ...he had seen something in them ..what he couldn't make out ...
Kya hua Da...mujhse kuch galti hui kya ...he asked in a low inaudible tone now...apologetic before she could even accuse him
Bahut badi ...her eyes were red now ...almost on the verge of tears ...she looked visibly upset
Her grip on his wrist was sealing his terrors about her ...
He tried releasing himself from her feminine grip ...gently struggling under them ...the masculine ego ...wanting to jump back on her ...
She put in all her strength to pin him back...with such an aggressive momentum that he was getting nervous
Kya kar rahe ho ...she asked
Apna haath chuda rah ahu ...darr lag raha hai ...tumhare ghusse se...
Kyu ...
He started looking on the floor now...her hands had almost thrusted him towards the hard brick layers ...
Batao toh sahi ...kyu naraz ho...he wanted to blurt out his fears now...
He was preparing himself ...the emotions ...of an outburst ...the inevitable may happen ...if Aaliya was talking right now , then he was in deep trouble ...
Of an unforeseen moment ...
She lowered her head ...and put her face on his chest ...not letting him move even a inch ...with both hands on the wall he had nowhere to move, fastened to her moods ...
Kyu Zain ...Itni doori kyu rakhte ho mujh se....her words of desperation finally dribbled out
His face softened with the words ...the fears dwindled in a sublime thought ...
It was his Rhea talking ...not Aaliya ...his jitters voice wanted to relax a bit ...everything was still the same ...
Da ...he spoke confidently again ...driving away the need in her voice ...he tried to talk logic to her ...a logic that he himself had stopped believing ...
tumhe hurt nahi kar sakta ...meri mazboori hai please samjho ...
the only image that loitered was of a broken man who would be lashed if ever she realizes that he had taken an undue advantage of her erased past ...
She looked up now ...her nose touching his jawline...her bosom heaving on his chest ...almost rhythmic now, subtle heartbeats twisting as one...
Tum mujhe pasand karte ho ...mai tumhe karti hu ...toh kis baat ki ye dooriyaan ...
Rhea ..please ...his voice had a pleading streak now ...
Nah Zain tum suno ...her mild threatening sound almost took him by surprise
mai bahut pyaar karti hu tumse ...par jab bhi tumhare kareeb aati hu ...tum tehar se jaate ho ..door ho jaate ho ...
An invading look was filtering in his eyes now ...the intimacy was descending in him ...
Mujhe aise kyu lagta hai ...ki mai tumhe pehlese jaanti hu ...
tumhare saath bita hua har ek lamha jaise mai pehle guzaar chuki hu ...
jaise tum koi gair nahi ho ...mere apne ho ...par shayad tumhe yeh ehsaas nahi ...
Rhea ...pyaar ke liye nazdeekiyan zaroori hai kya ...her aphrodisiac smell was smirking at him like a slow poison ...
Koi door se bhi, bina chuhe tumhe pyaar kar sakta hai ...the rousing needs ...were like a serpent not letting him talk out ...logic
Sahi kaha tumne ...she left his wrist now ...a sudden freedom that he didn't want to experience ...
Itne door lagte ho ki kabhi kabhi tumhare paas ane se bhi ghabrahat hoti hai ...pata nahi kaunse lamhe mai choot jaoge ...
She had turned her back now...her eyes filled with a sadness..a loneliness that he was not reciprocating to her
Zain closed his eyes ...his barriers were broken ...
Continued...
Chapter 40
Choona...
He walked behind her and slowly took her in his arms ...
her back still enwrapped in his arms ...a warm feeling of being intimate was slowly gelling in her soul...
She shrugged his grip and moved away ...
He moved with her ...not letting her escape from his arms
Rhea ...his voice had loneliness that she so wanted to eradicate ...
Mere liye bhi bahut mushkil hai ...khud koh rok paana ...
tum itne kareeb hokar bhi apne aapko rokna...
tumhare jism ki khusboo mujhe deewani karti hai ...
man karta hai ...sab bandishe tod du ..
sirf aur sirf yeh rooh ki bhook mitau ...
tumhe aise chuo ...ki bas meri hi khusboo reh jaaye ...
The scary fears were roaming around him ...what will happen when the cloak on her memory is unveiled ...these same moments will haunt her ..
or maybe she would still love him ...and never leave him ...a positive thought for the first time ...and he decided to let his emotions flow ...freely...at least for one night ...
Bahut dard hai ...he took her hands on his chest ...sliding them through the gap of two closed buttons ...his heart was thumping loudly ...her frigid fingers could hear them ...loud and clear ...
Mujhe bhi tumse door rehna pasand nahi hai ...par tum shayad abhi samajh nahi paaogi ...
jis din ehsaas hoga meri majboori tab shayad ...
His thoughts stopped midway ...he didn't want to see the day ...if she ever recovered ...and doesn't remember these very moments ...he wont be able to forget or forgive himself...
His grip on her waist intensified now ...pulling her still closer he made her petite figure merge in his masculine built ...
gently caressing and nuzzling on her forehead ...not leaving her skin of her forehead ...continuously moving his lips ...cherishing the simple moment of a kiss ...
he had waited for too long now...and every step was becoming more and more strenuous and painful for his will power ...
Rhea ...Da ...bas ek baar sirf ek baar ...he was begging now ...in a husky voice ...craving for her physically
She looked up ...when he was still hynothetically kissing her forehead...she saw a strange need ...a madness ...a physical need for a release ...an arduous feeling ...
Ab nahi bardhast kar paunga ...nahi rok paunga ...par ab bhi bandha hu ...sirf ek cheez mang raha hu ...ek tadap hai poora karogi ...his face solicited a need ...
She still was enclosed with a silence ...an inpenetratable one ...
Mai aankh badh kar kar sirf tumhara haath mehsoos karna chahta hoon ...mere jism par ...
Bas ek baar ...tumhare ehsaas koh rooh mai gholna chahta hoon ...
Bas ek baar ....the pain in his voice was giving away for the urge to fuel the fury that was burning hot in his heart
Rhea mai aur badle mai kuch nahi de sakta ...
na choo sakta ho ...na hi tumhara pyaar lauta sakta hoon ...
kya mujhe chooge ...mera khwaab poora karogi ...his face was nuzzling on her neck now.
Dogi ...
She was intently looking at his eyes ...
What was the chain that bound his physical separations ...his resentment was so evident that it scared her ...
what destiny their relationship had if he would continue to keep her away ...hold her at a distance where she could do every thing and he would still be helpless ...
But her love for him was boundless ...love doesn't need any rational justification ...
Continued...
Chapter 41
Tadap...
She slowly held his hand and turned around ...the blazing heat in his eyes made them drop down ...
In a way he was feeling good that he told her what he needed ...but his alter ego did repyramid him ...he had shown his desperation ...and holding back himself if she agrees to what he wanted would be a test too...
Utaaro ...
His breath stumbled ...
Tum sach mai karogi ...his voice had an innocence
Zain apni shirt utaaro ...a small stir in her voice a mild shaky version of her somewhat authorative voice ...
He obeyed silently stripping himself ...conscious of her eyes on him ...standing in jeans ..the upper torso looking like a temple of a greek god ...sexy to the toe ...
Rhea now gently held his hand and took him near the bed ...slowly making him lie there in the center ...looking at her...
Within seconds he laid there with his eyes firmly closed ...afraid to even blink ...scared to overthink ...
Her hands started moving on his body ...slowly ...sledging from his bare toes ...
moving over the crease of his jeans ...
stopping on the waist ...
she slid her hands on his bare chest ...the warmth of his stripped clothes was still evident ...
Rheas fingers on his body was like a needle ...pricking him ...his excitement to feel her touch on his skin almost everywhere was divine...
He still laid his hands on the side as though they were paralyzed ...not wanting to move them or give them any choice ...
Her soft and flared up breath spoke volumes for her need ...
His skin was so divine ...so luxuriant to feel that she felt it was gliding on butter ...not a single mark ...just a peached heaven ...
Her hands walked on his tightened stomach muscles now ...she didn't know if this physical built had any nomenclature in the muscle freaking world...for her it was the most sensuous part... a flat plain ...that she loved snacking on
He was slowly devouring her essence ...
her touch soaking in every inch of her fingers on his skin ...
the resentment that he couldn't hold her was unbearable too...his twisting ankles were singing a different story ...
Rheas fingers moved on his navel ...erotically making Zain hold the bed sheets a lot tighter ...
she moved down again towards his waist ...
that slight curve that figured his hip bone to this stomach was the most sexiest asset on his built.
Zains breathing had doubled manifold now ...he was restlessly moving his palm over the bedsheet ...
wanting to feel her back ...her closeness to his body was compelling him ...
he was trapped in an imaginary thread ...
if he would loosen his desires ...he would be a lunatic
Rhea kept on elliptically oscillating from one side of his waist to another ...exploring and exposing every inch of his exposed skin ...
Finally she reduced her torment and moved towards his chest ...his intensity would have set her on fire ...
the rapid rate of those beats ...
she could almost see his rib cage unable to hold what was underneath them ...
every move from Rheas hands ...incremented his sensual feelings ...the hands were still left untouched...as though to signal him ...that if they couldn't touch her back they had to pay a price for that incompleteness ...
Sweat ...mixed with a pheromone ...was alluding around Rhea now ...
She made her two fingers walk on to the top of his chest ...provoking their feelings to be rubbed ...they wanted a lure of rubor ...a heat that only she could provide ...
Rheas eyes and her voluptuous needs were eyeing Zain ...
his hands still gripping on the bed ...unable to proceed beyond an imaginary border that he couldn't trespass...
His eyes though closed gave away the agony of an incomplete love ...a broken dream ...an unfulifilled promise...their silence was mocking their heaving and restless breath now ...
She reached his neck ...and seductively caressed them ...like a lions mane being pampered ...he let her hands play with his weak points ...just lying and waiting to be prowled on ...
Those slender finger nails ...made a false mark ..an imaginary line over his face now...the rapidly increasing breath suggested his anxiety ...
She moved a bit higher ...his lips ...now almost dry ...
she smacked them between her thumbs ...squeezing them a bit more harshly then she should...he flinched ...and still didn't offer her any resistance ...
her actions were driving him in a ecstasy that he had not felt for more than a year now...
The fingers walked over his cheek ..that had flared up ...with a vigor of love ...
Finally her hands rested on his eyes ...redefining their shapes ...
touching his eyelids and walking towards his forehead ...
.with a sudden urge to turn back they walked back ...all the way ...
now her every touch ...his body was jerking ...
the skin was flooded with mounds of goose bumps ...
the redness and hot sensuality were maturely vibrating his despair ...
the palms had fisted pulling the entire sheet ...as though they were a shield ...
his fist was almost hitting on the bed ...with splinters of tears booming down from his eyes ...
A divinity of heaven of her touch and a hell for his hands that couldn't get their share ...imprisoned by his brains ..his thoughts ...a crippled soul ...
Zain ...finally her voice boomed ...her hand on his chest ...
He opened his eyes ...realizing that he had asked her to fulfill his desires but in the journey the fire that was ignited in her heart could not be doused ...was he being selfish ...maybe ...
Sorry...she kept her hand on this lips now ...not letting him talk ...
And sank on his bare chest ...a tear escaped her eye as he held her close to them ...the hands finally being released ...the embrace of loneliness
Zain and Rhea had crossed a path ...unknowing to the fact if their relationship was pure in front of a lost memory ..a broken relation...or even the imaginary feuds of religion
Ehsaas hai terey choone ka ...
joh yeh jism ab shayad kabhi bhi nahi bhoolega ...
Marte dum tak yehi ehsaas meri rooh mai gunjega ....
SIM
Pre-cap:Will this ignited passion withstand the tests of life ...
Its nowhere close to hot ...but just passionate ...still kiddish 😆
Anupamaa
