Maaneet scenes(FF)-Thread 2-Update p.145(3/2) - Page 46

Originally posted by: manali garg

very cute and mesmerizing update..

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waiting for more...

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Note:The consummation section in this update has been improvised from one of my Michi fics.

Geet woke up at 8.00 a.m the following morning. Not finding Maan beside her she looked at the clock and got up with a start. Realising she had overslept, she rushed to finish her morning routine. As she stepped out of the bathroom, she saw Maan enter in holding a tray of two cups.

"Good morning, Mrs. Khurana. Hope you had a good night's sleep," he said genially as he left the tray by the side table. He walked up to her and took her in his arms.

"Sorry, I overslept." she apologized. "What will Dadima think of her new grand daughter-in-law?"

Maan smiled and said, "Dadima knows that you are a newly-wed bride. So she will give you allowance for it. After all your hubby could have kept you busy all night. " He winked at her while saying this.

When the full import of his words struck her, she went red and punched his chest.

"Maan, you very well know that I went to sleep early last night."

"Mmm.. hmmm. I know. But Dadima does not know that, does she?" he raised an eyebrow and gave a lopsided smile.

Geet looked alarmed and hurriedly broke free from his lose hug saying, "I'll better go down now before she thinks we are up to something in the morning too."

He laughed aloud and said, "First have your tea and tell me how it tastes. Your husband made it himself especially for you."

"You did?!" she asked pleasantly surprised by his sweet act, as she picked up the cup from the tray and sipped the tea. "Perfect!" she complimented her husband as he sipped his cup of black coffee.

Later they went down and were greeted by Dadima who informed them that Geet's parents will be joining them for breakfast.

"Geet, it is the custom for the new bride to prepare some sweet on her first day at her husband's place. Would you like to prepare something for us?" she asked.

Geet nodded her head and quickly went into the kitchen to prepare some kheer. Maan followed her into the kitchen and standing behind her he slid his arms around her waist and linked his fingers across her stomach. He then pressed his chin on her shoulder and asked if she wanted some help. Geet shook her head and said that she was perfectly capable of taking care of everything. She then disentangled his fingers from her and pushed him out of the kitchen.

Soon they all sat down to have breakfast together. Dadima complimented Geet for the kheer, saying that she had not had such tasty kheer in her life. Geet's mother was proud that her daughter was being appreciated in her sasural. Although Maan normally does not like sweets, he lapped up an entire bowl of kheer, only because Geet had prepared it. Dadima did not fail to notice this and teased him about it.

After lunch, Geet's family took leave of them as they were moving into Maan's farm house in Faridabad. Although Dadima asked them to stay back for a couple of more days, they politely declined. In their minds they feared that the longer they stayed at the Khurana House the higher would be the possibility of bumping into Dev and NT, which they wanted to avoid.

After they left, Maan informed Dadima that he wanted to rest for some time and turning to Geet he gave her a meaningful look to indicate that he wanted her to accompany him. Geet, who did not understand his non-verbal communication, gave him a cute smile and sat with Dadima to chat with her. Dadima who read his look smiled to herself and said to Geet, "I think you too should go and rest, Geet beta. The last two days had been quite hectic with all the celebrations. You must be feeling really drained out, beta. Go on, take some much needed rest. We'll chat in the evening."

Geet nodded her head and reluctantly got up to follow Maan to the room.

As soon as she stepped into the room, Maan enveloped her in his arms and said that he was waiting for this moment since morning.

"Geet, shall we complete what we couldn't last night?" he asked eagerly.

Geet blushed at the implication and said that it was still broad day light.

"Who said that we have to wait till it is dark?" he asked. "There is no day or night for expressing love, darling. It only needs two consenting adults. So are you up to it?" he asked hopefully.

Seeing his keenness for their union, she smiled and nodded her head shyly.

Maan knelt before her and cupping his hands on her gently rising mound, he called out, "Hey, Junior, how are you kiddo? This is your papa speaking. Yes, you heard me right. Till now it was just you and your mama who formed a unit. From now on, I am a part of that unit too. I know you have the first claim on your mama's body because you entered in here (he gently patted Geet's baby bump) long before I entered into her heart. Although you are already a part of her, you have your own identity. So I am addressing you separately. I love your mama very deeply and wish to express it in a manner which will bring me very close to you. Don't be scared by all the movements you may suddenly feel, for I will not do anything that would hurt you. If you feel even the slightest bit of discomfort, let your mama know. She can then alert me so that I can make sure that my union with her will be hassle free for all three of us."

Geet was moved hearing Maan's little talk with their unborn child and felt blessed to have such a considerate man in her life. Maan then rose and swinging his wife in his arms, he carried her to their bed. Geet shyly buried her face in his shoulders. Laying her gently on the bed, he stretched himself by her side and gazed at her lovingly. He thought to himself that she was looking more breathtakingly beautiful than she ever did in the past, if that was indeed possible. Her eyes were glazed in passion; her lips quivered in anticipation of the invasion they may soon be subjected to. As her nose took in the fragrance of him, she felt increasingly heady. He pushed aside the tendrils of her hair to get a clearer view of her angelic face. Cupping it in his palms, he lowered his lips on to her forehead, her eyelids, her plump cheeks, the tip of her sharp nose and the space between her nose and her lips before capturing her supple lips in his. She responded with equal fervour and sank her fingers in his mane, relishing every moment of his onslaught. Soon both of them were breathless and had to break free to come up for air. He then proceeded to explore her womanly curves, covering her in kisses, some gentle and some not so gentle. She squirmed as his facial hair tickled her, letting out a seductive moan which only served to heighten his yearnings. Although she was initially coy, his silent encouragement emboldened her and not wanting to be left behind, her hands explored him with equal eagerness, savouring the feel and texture of him.

When the mutual exploration became unbearable, his eyes met hers and silently asked for acquiescence to proceed to the inevitable union of body and soul. As she batted her eye-lids to convey her tacit approval, he raised himself and supporting his weight on his elbows, he slowly dipped himself in. Once she was adjusted to him, he gently turned her over so that he lay below her. What followed was the most exhilarating journey for both of them as they traversed the path of love in perfect harmony with each other. Each concentrated on giving rather than receiving and in turn was amply rewarded. At the end of it, they lay spent and panting but immensely satisfied. He kissed her gently in loving gratitude and she responded in kind. They were finally man and wife in every sense of the word.

She snuggled close to him and buried her head in his chest, absorbed in deep thought. Oblivious to her thoughts, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and kissed the top of her head, murmuring, "Wow, you are quite a revelation. Who would have guessed that my shy demure bride could be such a passionate lover!"

Geet punched his chest in mock annoyance as he laughed at her. He soon stopped laughing though, when he heard her say in a serious tone, "Maan, there is something I want to discuss with you."

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lovely update........... cant wait to read the next part

Dont do this Opti, I am getting used to it. Now you would be in problem if you dont update daily.

FANTABULOUS part!!!!