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can someone plz copy paste part 9A for me on this page....my computer is not opening that page due to some error...plzzzzzzzzzzzz😊😊😊
Part 9A
Armaan stared at the phone in front of him, had he dreamt it? Of course he had! How could a girl and that too one like Riddhima call him and make such a declaration. Just to confirm that it was in a dream he picked up his cell and went in to view the received calls. Riddhima had called at 6:05 he looked at the current time it was 6:15. He had sat wide eyes for 10 minutes. Picking up with coat and briefcase he dashed out of the office. Riddhima had indeed called!!! It was not a dream!!!
Damn this Mumbai traffic, he cursed repeatedly. It was 6:30 and he was still no where near Riddhima's place. The frustration was building and it was not in his head. He looked at his mobile and the blinking "Mom" it displayed, he took a deep breath and swung the phone open
"Armaan beta are you still at the office?"
"No mom I am going to meet a client of mine"
"When will you be returning home?"
He shut his eyes, god of all the things why did his mother have to call and ask so innocently of his whereabouts, as always he wouldn't lie to her but he hated hearing her disappointment afterwards.
"Mom, I won't be coming home tonight, but I will be back first thing tomorrow morning, give my love to Daadi and you take care, ok love you" He shut the phone in a hurry, god he had spoken that so fast that he could have given the rajdhani express a good competition. He cursed for the umpteenth time that day and silently asked his mom for forgiveness.
Before she could utter another word Padma heard the click and the line went dead. She sighed disappointedly and walked over to where her mother-in-law sat awaiting for Armaan with dinner all heated and ready to serve. For a few weeks now Armaan had been having dinner at home with them, it felt nice having her son home so they could hear him laugh, watch him eat, pamper him endless and get love in return. All good things must come to an end they say and that was exactly what had happened. Armaan would not change, at least not so soon. She let her gaze wander at the huge mansion her husband had left behind, the house had evolved with time but it was as always empty and sad.
"What did he say Padma?"
"He's not coming home ma, he said he?"
"I know had a meeting with a client, that's ok beta it was stupid of an old women like me to have such high hopes, it seems that I will die without seeing my Armaan get married" The old women wiped the quick tears and got up to leave
"Don't say that Ma, you will see him get married"
"You really think there is a girl out there that he will actually marry"
"Yes ma I know there is a girl made for our Armaan"
"Then beta please pray that we find her soon, I am not getting any younger and I want to see my Armaan's head adorned with a sehra before I close my eyes forever"
Padma cleared the table and walked towards her room deep in thought. Was ma right? What if it was in Armaan's destiny to be alone forever, just like her? No, that couldn't be possible but the way Armaan was going he was making it possible. God, she prayed you have made someone for my Armaan right?
Riddhima lathered the lotion from head to toe, even stretching her hands to reach her back. Her body had always been soft but tonight she wanted to be extra soft. Didn't men prefer their women to be soft when they made love? She had read of the act of course and hence knew what to expect and how to prepare her self. She sniffed her hands and smiled in approval making a mental note to thank Sapna for coaxing her into buying the expensive lotion.
She quickly changed into her satin nightgown and walked towards the living room 6:45 what was taking him so long??
*DING DONG*
Armaan breathed heavily trying hard to quickly catch his breath, he had ran from the parking lot to her apartment and the unexpected exercise had left him breathless. He waited until he felt composed and rang the bell.
Riddhima felt her heart flutter at the sound of the bell. He was here, he was actually here. She was nervous no, no she was excited! Taking a deep breath she walked towards the door and unlocked the numerous latches she had added for her safety. There in front of her stood the site that knocked the breath out of her. His hairs were slightly disheveled, he was not wearing his jacket which gave her a perfect view of his smooth chest, and his sleeves were folded up to his elbows exposing his strong arms and to her surprise a tattoo. Had that always been there? But it was not his physic that was currently draining the blood out of her head, it was his eyes. They looked ready to bite, ready to gulp ready to swallow her whole. They looked hungry.
She let him follow her in, her eyes still captured with his. Her heart pounded like a drum with in her, could he hear it? Her throat felt dry as if it hadn't tasted water in years, her lips trembled and her body felt cold, had the temperature dropped?
"Are you hungry?"
"Yes"
In a flash she felt herself being pulled from the waist and crash with his chest, she didn't know when and how it happened but in the next instant she felt his tongue glide inside of her. There was no shock this time, she met him head on as their tongues battled, as their lips fought for control, as their teeth nipped and gently bit.
Armaan moaned in delight as she unbuttoned his shirt and let her fingers wander over his chest. On impulse he deepened the kiss and savored the taste of her; she tasted like honey warm and sweet. And god was this woman soft. He let his hands and arms wander lavishly over her body and in to time had he taken her nightgown off.
Riddhima shook slightly in fright as she felt the satin slide of her body, suddenly she wanted to break the kiss and cover herself but Armaan made that seem impossible. Her eyes flew open as she felt herself being lifted in his strong arms. Her body snuggled against his bare chest. He started to walk though she knew not where, still not breaking the kiss.
her u go das da part
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Part 9A
Armaan stared at the phone in front of him, had he dreamt it? Of course he had! How could a girl and that too one like Riddhima call him and make such a declaration. Just to confirm that it was in a dream he picked up his cell and went in to view the received calls. Riddhima had called at 6:05 he looked at the current time it was 6:15. He had sat wide eyes for 10 minutes. Picking up with coat and briefcase he dashed out of the office. Riddhima had indeed called!!! It was not a dream!!!
Damn this Mumbai traffic, he cursed repeatedly. It was 6:30 and he was still no where near Riddhima's place. The frustration was building and it was not in his head. He looked at his mobile and the blinking "Mom" it displayed, he took a deep breath and swung the phone open
"Armaan beta are you still at the office?"
"No mom I am going to meet a client of mine"
"When will you be returning home?"
He shut his eyes, god of all the things why did his mother have to call and ask so innocently of his whereabouts, as always he wouldn't lie to her but he hated hearing her disappointment afterwards.
"Mom, I won't be coming home tonight, but I will be back first thing tomorrow morning, give my love to Daadi and you take care, ok love you" He shut the phone in a hurry, god he had spoken that so fast that he could have given the rajdhani express a good competition. He cursed for the umpteenth time that day and silently asked his mom for forgiveness.
Before she could utter another word Padma heard the click and the line went dead. She sighed disappointedly and walked over to where her mother-in-law sat awaiting for Armaan with dinner all heated and ready to serve. For a few weeks now Armaan had been having dinner at home with them, it felt nice having her son home so they could hear him laugh, watch him eat, pamper him endless and get love in return. All good things must come to an end they say and that was exactly what had happened. Armaan would not change, at least not so soon. She let her gaze wander at the huge mansion her husband had left behind, the house had evolved with time but it was as always empty and sad.
"What did he say Padma?"
"He's not coming home ma, he said he?"
"I know had a meeting with a client, that's ok beta it was stupid of an old women like me to have such high hopes, it seems that I will die without seeing my Armaan get married" The old women wiped the quick tears and got up to leave
"Don't say that Ma, you will see him get married"
"You really think there is a girl out there that he will actually marry"
"Yes ma I know there is a girl made for our Armaan"
"Then beta please pray that we find her soon, I am not getting any younger and I want to see my Armaan's head adorned with a sehra before I close my eyes forever"
Padma cleared the table and walked towards her room deep in thought. Was ma right? What if it was in Armaan's destiny to be alone forever, just like her? No, that couldn't be possible but the way Armaan was going he was making it possible. God, she prayed you have made someone for my Armaan right?
Riddhima lathered the lotion from head to toe, even stretching her hands to reach her back. Her body had always been soft but tonight she wanted to be extra soft. Didn't men prefer their women to be soft when they made love? She had read of the act of course and hence knew what to expect and how to prepare her self. She sniffed her hands and smiled in approval making a mental note to thank Sapna for coaxing her into buying the expensive lotion.
She quickly changed into her satin nightgown and walked towards the living room 6:45 what was taking him so long??
*DING DONG*
Armaan breathed heavily trying hard to quickly catch his breath, he had ran from the parking lot to her apartment and the unexpected exercise had left him breathless. He waited until he felt composed and rang the bell.
Riddhima felt her heart flutter at the sound of the bell. He was here, he was actually here. She was nervous no, no she was excited! Taking a deep breath she walked towards the door and unlocked the numerous latches she had added for her safety. There in front of her stood the site that knocked the breath out of her. His hairs were slightly disheveled, he was not wearing his jacket which gave her a perfect view of his smooth chest, and his sleeves were folded up to his elbows exposing his strong arms and to her surprise a tattoo. Had that always been there? But it was not his physic that was currently draining the blood out of her head, it was his eyes. They looked ready to bite, ready to gulp ready to swallow her whole. They looked hungry.
She let him follow her in, her eyes still captured with his. Her heart pounded like a drum with in her, could he hear it? Her throat felt dry as if it hadn't tasted water in years, her lips trembled and her body felt cold, had the temperature dropped?
"Are you hungry?"
"Yes"
In a flash she felt herself being pulled from the waist and crash with his chest, she didn't know when and how it happened but in the next instant she felt his tongue glide inside of her. There was no shock this time, she met him head on as their tongues battled, as their lips fought for control, as their teeth nipped and gently bit.
Armaan moaned in delight as she unbuttoned his shirt and let her fingers wander over his chest. On impulse he deepened the kiss and savored the taste of her; she tasted like honey warm and sweet. And god was this woman soft. He let his hands and arms wander lavishly over her body and in to time had he taken her nightgown off.
Riddhima shook slightly in fright as she felt the satin slide of her body, suddenly she wanted to break the kiss and cover herself but Armaan made that seem impossible. Her eyes flew open as she felt herself being lifted in his strong arms. Her body snuggled against his bare chest. He started to walk though she knew not where, still not breaking the kiss.
her u go das da part
