OS: A stormy night updated part 3 ,page 13 - Page 4

Part 2:

Maan was feeling the hurt from quite a few days. It is true that he got his wife back after so many hurdles in his path, but he did not have that inner satisfaction. Somewhere down the line, he felt that the bond they shared was no longer the same. The romance was missing, he was in a very confused state of mind. He needed to sort out the thoughts conjured by his brains first. Though he knew Geet tried to talk to him, he was not ready to face her yet. He was somewhere hurt that she considered him of such low importance that she could forgive his own brother for ruining her life, but left the house and broke all ties with him, just for lashing at her in anger, which he hadn't actually meant. He tried to spend as much time as he could in office so that he could have time to think. He even wanted to come home late today, but Daadima called and told him to reach home early since Geet was alone in the mansion. To his bad luck he didn't even have an umbrella, so by the time he reached the mansion from the drive-way, he was soaked to the bone.

As soon as he entered the house, he discarded his vest coat and tie carelessly and walking towards his room, he opened up his shirt buttons. But as he was about to peel off his wet shirt, the sight inside his room made his throat go dry. Geet was standing in front of the mirror half nude with her damp hair seducing his senses. A primitive urge struck him so hard, that he was shocked by its proximity. He stood mesmerized near the door just watching her strike different poses in front of the mirror, while his hardness was setting in . Just then she saw his reflection through the mirror and all moment stopped. The look in her eyes made him walk towards her as if in a trance.

Geet felt a chill crawl down her spine when she caught Maan's gaze through the mirror, and he started walking towards her like a hungry animal. Her heartbeats started sky rocketing when she felt his presence near her. Suddenly he snaked his arm round her waist from behind. Geet gasped and closed her eyes as her back came in contact with his hard chest. The smell of his masculinity mingled with the earthy smell of the rains was driving her crazy. She couldn't think straight and her knees were getting wobbly. He slowly removed the hair surrounding her neck and placed it on one side. She smelt so good that he felt like taking her right there.he completely lost track of his senses. His hands started pressing her stomach as he placed his mouth to the side of her neck. "Maan" she moaned and that was enough to ignite the fire. He started sucking her flesh, nibbling and biting making her writhe in his arms. She leaned into him resting the back of her head on his shoulder and his mouth slowly made its way from the back of her neck to its nape. She held his hands tightly digging her fingernails into his wrists while his biting became more violent, making her squeak in pain and pleasure.

When she was jelly in his arms, he moved his hands to her chest, pressing her curves over the towel and tugging at it. On a reflex Geet pushed him away and was about to escape his clutches when he dragged her with him and pinned her to the wall. "Trying to escape Geet?" he whispered deeply into her ear, his stubble grazing her cheeks and making her breathe even more labouredly. He looked deep into her eyes, while she placed her palms on his chest and tried to push him away. For a while, he just watched her struggling in his arms, but when she started pounding her small fists into his chest, he had had enough. He roughly pinned both her hands to the wall and plunged her mouth with his. She started struggling more and he only pressed himself more against her, blocking her with his body. He started nibbling her lower lip, bringing out a moan from her. With her mouth open, he grasped the opportunity to enter her mouth with his tongue.

Geet would have fallen down on the floor had he not been supporting her. She was feeling more and more wet by the second. He was invading her mouth causing havoc in her. Her entire body was singing in sync with Maan's tune. Her fingers wove into his hair, tugging it and in the process making him more violent. Slowly the struggle left her and she started kissing him back. They literally devoured each other's mouth, with his hands massaging her inner thighs and her her arms snaking his neck.

When he felt her surrendering , all control left him. Their tongues started a strange battle with their hands trying to get more and more of each other. Her legs began entangling his and in a second, he cupped her buttocks making her snake her legs around his waist. His hardness pressing into her feminity was so prominent even from his trousers. He madly kissed her leaving themselves no opportunity to breathe, making her lose her senses completely. When they were finally out of breath, they broke contact with him looking deep into her eyes, loosening his grip

She disentangled herself from him and moved towards the window to catch her breath. Suddenly a jolt of lightening struck making her scream and run back into Maan's open arms. "Maan please please don't leave me. I cant live without you" she cried into his chest…………………..

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