MG OS: Kamasutra Mehndi Design - LAST PART p26! - Page 18

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"Bhai... Bhabi se milne ki itni jaldi bhi kya hai?"

Annie let go of her brother's arm, and stepped in front of him to join the army of girls who were preventing Maan from heading forward. Meera, Pinky and Pari had linked their arms to barricade the bedroom door, and grinned expectantly at Maan as they held out their hands for goodies. They had already planned not to negotiate with the filthy rich husband of their friend. It was their golden chance to rob Maan and they did not want to lose it. Although all three girls had been nervous about it at first, having Annie slide over to their side last minute, lessened their worry and motivated their greed.

Annie made the task a piece of cake. She listed their conditions with ease, truly exploiting her status as Maan's baby sister as she declared that they would not budge until they were given exactly what they asked for.

Maan was in no mood to battle with the girls. He cared very little for anything besides his own desire. He had no intention of waiting any longer, or of giving his wife a second more of peace without him. He glanced quickly over the girls and called out

"Adi."

The cold tone in Maan's voice caused the girls to cling on to each other tighter. His curt command of his assistant unsettled the girls, as they glanced at one another with frowns and gulps. They were unsure whether they should silently clear away or apologise for stupidly thinking that they could bully Maan Singh Khurana into paying them. Although they were the ones who seemingly prevented Maan from getting anywhere, they certainly did not feel that they had the upper hand in the situation. In a state of panic and apprehension, they stood glued to the spot and waited for whatever punishment they could not even imagine Maan would give them.

Adi shuffled through the small group of people standing in the scene. He let out a little cough, pushed up his glasses, made sure his pagdi was set in place, and made his way over to Maan.

"Y-y-y-yes sir?"

Geet couldn't tell exactly what Maan was being told by the girls, but she clasped her hands together in fear, closing her eyes to make a quick prayer. She prayed her friends would behave like angels for once in their lives and rescue Geet this one time. She hoped for some sort of miracle where the custom transpiring outside could be reversed somehow. She wished that her friends would not tease Maan for money if he wanted to see his bride. Instead, she hoped that her friends would shove a wad of notes into his hands and make him leave his bride alone.

When Geet heard a loud cheering and celebratory noise outside, she was certain that her prayers had not been heard at all. Geet shot her fingers to her lips in worry, muttering "Babaji..."

She was in trouble.

Geet froze, unable to conjure up a last minute plan. Any second her door would creak open, and her predator would have his prey. There was no way out now for Mrs Geet Maan Singh Khurana.

Locking the door as soon as he entered, Maan came to a sudden halt when he turned around to behold the sight before him.

Rose petals, candles and Geet.

It was a moment that had been permanently embedded into Maan's mind. The battle in his brain had momentarily stopped as he no longer thought of how much further he would tease Geet, or how he would ruthlessly make love to her on this night. He was blown away once again by the power his Geet possessed over him. She did so much to him whilst doing absolutely nothing. She was the only woman who could awaken new desires, new hopes, new emotions in Maan. She was doing it again.

Geet was the only woman who had unknowingly gained a hold on Maan Singh Khurana.

Although that idea did not suit him comfortably at first, watching her silent form waiting his arrival on the bed had sunk him into a willing hypnosis, where he would show no reluctance at being spellbound by his wife. He traced the outline of his enchantment with his eyes and made his way over to their bed.

Geet scrunched the skirt on her knees beneath her hands, as she sensed Maan approaching her. Her ghoongat prevented her of seeing much, and she wasn't sure whether that was a safer situation for her. She felt a dip in the bed just in front of her and realised that Maan was in fact sitting on the bed watching her.

Sitting in front of her now, Maan was certain that his heart was playing no tricks on him, when the more he stared at Geet, the more beautiful she appeared. He suddenly felt his heart and manhood aching in hunger to make Geet all his. Her small hands had gone from being placed one on top of the other, to gripping the thick detailed material beneath them. He realised she was nervous, and once he looked at her hands, he became sure of the reason for her nerves too.

Her palms. Her mehndi.

His desire.

There would be no boundaries tonight.

Maan leaned forward and lifted the veil that covered the face of his bride. He wasn't going to let her hide. He lifted the ghoongat completely, and dropped it to the floor, as he looked at the woman who sat with her eyes tight shut.

Maan remained silent, as Geet lifted her lashes to meet his smouldering gaze. She had never read such a look in Maan's eyes before, and had to look away to control the conflicting blush and desire that Maan raked within her. Even though she looked away, she could feel Maan's gaze study every one of her features. Her chest rose and fell in anticipation as she felt Maan's chest against her arm, his face near her cheek, and his nose grazing the side of her ear as he slipped a jhumka off of her ear.

"Geet."

Maan's low voice sent chills down Geet's spine, as his hot breath fell on her ear. He ran his finger along it, kissing her earlobe then travelling lower to the heavy necklace sitting on her neck. He disposed of that quickly too, burying his face into her neck, his breath tickling her throat. Geet playfully moved herself away a little, only to erupt a fresh yearning within Maan. Had she forgotten that Maan was not going to allow Geet to escape from his slow onslaught? He quickly draped an arm around her back, pressing his fingers into her bare waist, stopping her from creating any distance between them.

"Don't." He warned.

"Don't do that to me Geet." He whispered along her throat, dropping a wet kiss into the curve of her neck to seal his command.

"Maan m..."

He placed a finger on her lips to silence her, as he moved on to free her hair from all the pins.

As Geet's hair cascaded down her back from the last hair grip, Maan lifted her hands bringing them between their bodies. Geet felt the heat rush to her cheeks, as her husband examined the designs. Geet felt his fingers pressing her inch by inch exposing skin as Maan removed Geet's bangles. Maan brushed his lips against her wrist, and breathed his words in a hoarse whisper

"This one."

He finished his demand with a harder kiss on the image of the position he wished to take Geet in.

Geet's face flushed at the position Maan had selected.

She felt Maan move his finger over another image

"We'll start with this one though."

Maan still planned on tormenting Geet by making her feel what she couldn't resist. He enclosed his hands over her hesitant ones, guiding her to have his way with him. He rested her hands on the front of his sherwani. She glanced at the small buttons waiting to be unhooked. She fingered them slightly before loosening the material off of her gorgeous husband. She pushed open the clothing, as her fingers brushed Maan's firm chest, disallowing her to ignore the thrilling sensation of his skin, as he waited for the right moment to return the favour.

His front looked good enough to eat. Geet found herself momentarily mesmerised by the divine creature before her. She lifted her fingers to touch the toned tanned flesh of her husband, pressing her fingers harder as she travelled them lower, between his perfectly carved abs. She unconsciously licked her lips as she rubbed the magnificent structure of her husband with her small hands back and forth.

Maan couldn't help but grin at the sight of his enthusiastic bride. He knew he had a way with women, he knew he was desirable, he knew this would work, but he had never felt a woman so fascinated with his body. He was sure that in a few seconds now, Geet would lean forward and attempt to bite him. He let out a small chuckle, forcing Geet to look away from the subject of her admiration and look up at her grinning husband. He sure was handsome, and the smile on those lips... those lips that were simply so kissable, she wanted to touch them too. But she sensed Maan was laughing at her, and she didn't understand why. Had she done something wrong?

When Maan saw another cute change of expressions on his wife's face, and felt her exploration on his torso stop, Maan cupped her face in his hands.

"Geet" he whispered, looking from her eyes to her lips.

"Don't stop."

Geet scanned her husbands face with her eyes, and moved her hands back to his face, brushing her fingers along his chiselled jaw line that the God's had carved to perfection. Lifting her palms off his face, her fingers traced the outline of her husband's shapely mouth that rode her to new ecstasies every time Maan's lips were puckered up with her own. She felt Maan's fingers crawl onto her neck encouraging her to ease her own hands into his hair. She tilted her head to the side and leaned forward as she looked lovingly into her husbands eyes, pleading him to begin.

Maan was surprised how patient he had been. He had wanted Geet for longer than he knew, and finally he was able to show her just how insane she made him feel. He pecked her lips softly, then swirled his tongue into her mouth to deepen the kiss. He tugged at her lips with his own, nibbling her bottom lip in the process. He continued exploring her mouth as Geet tasted the passion he constantly fed her with. His hands gripped any bare skin that they could feel, running up and down her back and front, craving for entrance to more. Maan's kisses became more rapid as his hands yearned for more skin, making their way to her upper back. He roughly ripped open her dori, then pushed his hands in and out of her hair in desperation.

Geet was on a new high, relishing every movement of their passionate ride. As their tongues locked and flicked one another and their lips bounced together, Geet was sure she would have fallen back had Maan not pushed her so close to himself. She moaned against his lips in pleasure as he groaned against her lips and peeled her blouse down her shoulders. Geet felt a sudden breath of air fill her lungs as Maan's lips parted with hers as he moved back a little, to remove the outer layer of Geet's clothing. As Maan pulled the blouse off of Geet, exposing her bra, she pulled his head back up to her, disliking the sudden distance.

Sensing Geet's frustration, Maan grinned half in amusement half in pleasure as he captured her lips with his own once again. He smiled against her lips as he kissed her, pleased to see that she was just as affected as he was, whilst his hands roamed more happily around her semi nude upper body.

Geet felt her own carnal needs take over, and jumped into Maan's lap, snaking her arms around his neck, pushing her semi covered breasts against his bare front. She was just as eager as he was, and she cared little to conceal that now. She quickly untangled her arms from around his neck and vigorously rubbed her hands up and down his defined biceps, stroking the rest of his arms that lead her to his hands which were fiddling with the hook of her bra.

He quickly relieved her of her upper clothing, then trailed his tongue between the valley of her breasts, loving the feel of her sensitive flesh in his hands as he did so, mentally promising himself that he would attend to them better later. He propped Geet up off his lap, and made her lie flat onto their bed, as he freed her of her heavy skirt. In one swift motion he pulled the red garment off her, ready to tear off the final part. He dropped small wet kisses on her body as he made his way up from her ankle, along her long smooth legs, caressing her soft skin with his hands as he moved. He stopped when he reached higher, and leaned forward to give her a quick bite on her inner thigh.

Geet jumped at Maan's naughty surprise. She knew that she could not fight or get even with him for it, as he was intent on fully tantalizing her senses on this night. She was given no chance to dwell further on the teasing gesture though, when in another fast moment, she felt herself completely bare all over.

Continuing his way further up her body, Maan pressed his nose into Geet's stomach, enjoying the taste of her silky skin as he licked his way around her navel, nibbling her soft skin in places. He was drunk with the intoxication named Geet.

Geet grew more impatient as the feel of Maan's tongue on her lower abdomen tickled her, causing her to shudder in excitement and anticipation. She wanted that tongue inside her own mouth, and wanted so much more too. She closed her eyes, gripped onto the bed sheet beneath her, and waited as Maan continued to give her pleasure that she couldn't bear, but didn't want to come to an end either.

Once Maan had made his way back up to her face, leaning over Geet, he smirked.

"Ab bhi bhaagna chahti ho mujhse? Huh Geet?" Maan breathed onto her face.

She lied breathless after his incomplete yet thrilling exploration of her body. Her eyes fluttered open slowly, and there was only one way she knew how to answer him. Geet leaned her head up a little and kissed him. Her body was still yearning for further attention from him, but it had become a lot more than that now. Be it whatever position Maan would tell her to take with him, she would oblige. It would be no punishment. She was not even nervous anymore. She wanted to become his wholly, and she would let Maan know that.

Maan moved his head back slightly off Geet to look at her properly. Her eyes were telling him that she had complete faith in him, that she was ready, and she needed him.

She loved him.

He loved her too.

He quickly shed his last bit of clothing, ready to show her just how much. He was determined to bring them both pleasure on this night, as they both became one. Their mouths and bodies were ready to prove who needed the other more, as they enjoyed encountering how perfectly compatible they actually were.

It felt like a dream for them both, but the reality was far better than any of their fantasies. They indulged in each others love greedily, generously, and entirely, soaring to a new high together. They eagerly explored the patterns on Geet's hands, promising each other after every position they took, that this was only the start to their blissful married life.

- The End -

Now... To ALL you incredibly awesome readers. Firstly THANK YOU guys, ALL of you, who were eager for an update. Be it pyaar se, ya gusse se, I'm super duper happy that you guys waited for more! I'm super-mega-duper sorry for making you all wait this long though, and for that reason I tried to give you a lengthy finish. I did not intend to continue so late at all! For that, *kaan pakar ke Saz kehti hai...* I'm Sorry! 😳

I don't know how far I have done justice to the end of this OS but I hope you liked it somewhat at least! I know there were a lot of expectations and I really hope that I haven't disappointed any of you. Thank ALL of you who let me know whether you wanted a story or SR. I'm afraid I scrapped the idea of a story, only because I wasn't sure how often I'd be able to update and I hate how long I made you guys wait for this, so yeah I left the little bit of story at the start and decided to finish with the SR 😊 Maybe, I can save the story for some time in the future 😉 I can't believe I managed to write a second OS, but honestly if it wasn't for you adorable readers, and every single person that has motivated me, and Nadia YOU for provoking me to write (❤️), I wouldn't have written this much. So, I wanna thank each and every single one of you who have enjoyed this and let me know in some way or another. I hope the end has been a good one, now it's over to you guys...

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