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PART THREE:
The soft and tender voice that spoke from behind lead my heart to beat fervently and erratically. I know longer was in control. I clutched onto my odhni that was tucked by my waist, and continued to gaze away from the sight.
All this time I was eager to see his face and when it is right next to me I refuse to look at it. The thought of looking at him was attaining solace itself but was I ready for it. Or would I turn around and find the object of my attention of my whole world not even in my sight. Is this a trick of my heart fooling with my mind or is this my mind playing games with this heart?
Whatever was the reason I refused to look back. I continued to walk ahead slowly as I hoped that the voice would come again and fill my ears with a symphony of love that I eagerly needed. It would shatter the notion that all this was pretense and engulf me in the love that it rightfully claimed. But no words were spoken again.
I was about to turn the knob on the bathroom door when I heard faint footsteps coming towards me passively. I was eager to look at the figure behind me but I was more intimidated by my heart and mind's treachery.
The steps became louder and heavy and my breath became shallow and tense. I closed my eyes in anticipation of what would happen next.
I released by hold on the knob of the door and clutched my chest where my heart resided at the thought that this person would hear the amplified sound of this deceitful heart.
I felt a hand lightly graze my waist and wound around it with great precaution. As if it had the motive to tease me endlessly. I felt another hand follow the same pattern but the side where I clutched my odhni. This light interaction caused a heavy corollary that led me to tug and pull the odhni out and land on the ground exposing my waist to him even more. I now regretted not using that extra safety pin.
The hands wound together and met in the middle of my stomach and rested there conformable.
As my senses attempted to analyze this, hot air was being blown to my neck and gently making its way to my shoulder. I cringed at this intensity of his actions.
However he did not seem to stop but started to graze his nose continuing the same path of his hot breath. His hands around my waist began to create shapes and patterns on my waist involuntarily relaxing me. My hands now met with those on my waist and tenderly positioned themselves on them. My head now fell back to his shoulder and cuddled into the crook of his neck.
His passion now increased as he saw me submit to him willingly. His nose was replaced but his tantalizing mouth as they scorched my skin with fiery kissing. At times kissing tenderly or aggressively biting to ensure that I acknowledged his power.
He continued to kiss me but I still refused to look at him, I was still terrified and these actions have left me in a state of oblivion that I no longer want to think or act, just feel and give.
However he was no where near stopping. My silence only infuriated him more and caused him to lash into more passionate and aggressive tactics. He bit hard that led a moan to escape my lips and quietly murmur, "Maan," in pure erratic drill.
I felt a smile form on his lips next to my skin and he instantly pulled me around and crashed me into the door of the bathroom. My eyes remained closed but I could feel his body pressing against me harder as I understood that he wants me to open my eyes.
He leaned and his hands found there place on my waist. He came close to my ears and his stubble graciously grazed my face allowing my to giggle at the ticklish sensation that it evoked on my skin.
"If you know that it is me, than why don't you look at me, Geet?" Maan whispered into my ear seductively right before he bit the lobe of my ear causing me clutch his shoulders in pain and pleasure.
A soft moan once again escaped my lips, "If I open my eyes, you wont disappear like in my dreams."
He chuckled at my confession. His hands lifted off my waist and I instantly missed the feeling of them there and cupped my cheeks as his thumb rubbed against it gently and tenderly.
"Geet I wont go anywhere, I am here to stay. With you," his words soothed me in a profound way. These simple words unnoticed my tense self and allowed my heavy eyes to slowly open to gaze the man of my dreams before.
His most gorgeous and evasive was before. Those dark coal eyes that managed to bring light in to my world and those lips that spoke of my gratification and smiled for me, "However, I do not know anything about those dreams of yours."
He just ruined the most beautiful moment ever. I smacked him on the shoulder, "You just had to ruin the moment. Didn't you."
I pouted and turned away from him. I heard him laugh at my childish antics.
"How about I bring that moment back."
He raised my face so that our eyes locked but soon they departed as he began to nuzzle into my neck. My hands reached up to lock in his hair and pull him closer until no anatomical space remained between the both of his. His lips made there way up to my face with planting passionate kisses along the way. My grip on him increased and my moans knew no limit.
He kissed at the corner of my mouth and paused before my lips. He once again gazed into my eyes seeking permission and telling me of his unbound love for me. I gently tugged him closer and his lips grazed mine.
This small action made me want more. I was eager for more, hungry. I felt his hands glide up my leg and pull my lenghna to come up. His hands continued to glide up and down, tempting me more than ever. I reciprocated and my leg hitched up against his hip and my lips pouted as he still did not kiss me.
"Maan." I whined as he did not fulfill my request.
He smirked at my impatience and leaned in and grazed my lips. He gently sucked on the bottom lip as the intensity of the kiss escalated.
"Geet. How could you?" A loud and boisterous voice evaded of passionate kiss from being completely fulfilled, "And who the hell is this."
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How was it guys?...if it was not up to par for romantic scenes that i am sorry...i did the best of my ability.
Now...here is a question to entertain you guys.
In a battle between Maan and Rohan, who is going to WIN?
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