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Part: 11
Not wanting to share
She starts to cry. She liked his presence even though they only fought, but at least she wasn't alone.
Now she was stuck with this bench! she irritatingly looks at it. " Why are you staring at me like that? You have nothing else to do but to stare at me" she angrily blurts out at the poor bench. Then she starts to cry in a cute and funny way and sits on the bench.
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Geet still blabbering to the bench while cutely crying,
"Tujhe kya lagta ta ki mein saach much tumhse pyaar karti huin. I am not crazy like that hypo. He is the one who fell in love with an inanimate object . . . I was . . . I was just trying to make him jealous by using you George!".
Aur dekha uspar koi assar nahi hua.
" hain yeh to saach hai" he says with a sexy smirk.
Geet: Yeh lo . . . yeh to phir vapas agaya hai . . . chodo . . . mein ise koi baat nahi karongi!
She turns her head and twitches her lips and nose as if very annoyed.
Maan: But the amount of one precious single tear of yours has affected me as if my whole world has come crashing down. . . and you have shed more than one tear.
He says wiping her tears away.
"really?" she says in a blushing and shy way.
Maan couldn't even believe he just said that. Why can't he control himself?
Maan just replies with a "uhh . . . Hmm".
"Lekin mein abhi bi aapse naraz huin. You will have to try harder than that to manofy me?" she changes her attitude back, and stubbornly but cutely at the same time retorts back.
She holds herself tighter as the chills started to crawl back inside her body.
Maan: Acha theek hai . . . I will manofy you at my house. Let's first get you out of this rain you are freezing.
" first I . . I am not ccold and second I will only go with my husband. Why ddon't you understand?" she says stuttering a little.
" So you are not chilly or shivering?" he says raising one eyebrow.
Geet: hhain
Maan to himself: We will see about that.
He grabs her by the arm forcing to get off the bench and twirl inside his arms.
(no it is not snowing its raining 😆)
As she gazes inside his stunning facial features, Maan's hands had their own mind. His fingers slowly, but sensuously trail across her exposed navel causing Geet's breath to get caught in the middle of her throat.
Maan smirked seeing the affect he was already having on her. He decides to tease her senses some more . . . it was as if getting payback for the affect Geet had on him.
Her eyes close, breathing becomes uneven, and even gets harder for her to think clearly as Maan's fingers trail up her mostly exposed back . . . up her spine.
Maan inches closer to her ear and gently whispers, " now are you getting chills and shivers down your spine" in a very husky manly voice. . .
He was not teasing but torturing Geet's senses causing her to yearn for more.
Geet didn't even respond she was busy marveling the sensations that maan's fingers, body heat, and breathe were coursing through her body.
" bolo . . .jawab doh brown eyes", he says as he teases her some more.
"hain" almost coming out as a moan.
"Miss Brown eyes now that you have accepted lets . . ." he again uses his husky sexy tone.
"let's GOOO" he screams inside her ear. He turns away running knowing Geet will not take this lightly.
She fumes and fumes in anger. He was arousing such naughty thoughts in her mind and this was all a prank to him. "Kaisa pati hai yeh baabaji?" she thought inside her head.
"UGHHH" she screams and just turns the opposite way away from Maan. Maan wasn't expecting that. He thought he would chase her not run away from him. Why does she always to the opposite thing?!!!
" heyyy wait up? kaha jarahi ho? " he says running after her.
Geet: Since you say you are not my husband than why should i stay with you? I am going to go find my husband and to go somewhere warm away from you
Maan: sunno toh . . .
Geet: NO I will not listen. Why are you insisting on me to come with you when you say I have no relations with you!
Maan went speechless. He had no answers to his own questions so then how was he supposed answers hers?
Geet: I am tired of this rain. If I stay any longer I will freeze to death.
Maan wanted to pull his hair out at that moment. He is telling to come to his house to get warm, but she keeps rejecting and on top of that she keeps on complaining.
He starts to open up his tie and throws in on the ground just like that, raising many questions inside Geet's head.
Then he starts to unbutton his vest.
Geet looks at him awkwardly and starts murmuring: Over hear I am freezing to death, but this hypo on the other hand is stripping in front of me. I guess he has a lot of meat that he is not even feeling the coldness. That is why I call him hypo hain na?"
Maan: Kya!
Geet: kuch nahi.
Maan: No you just said something. I look like a hypo to you?
Geet: Nahi . . . when did I say that!
Maan: I am trying to help you hear, while you thank me by insulting me. Sach mein tum pagal ho!
"Yeh lo" he says giving her the vest.
Geet: what do you want me to do with this . . . for your kind information I am not a coat hanger.
Maan to himself: What have I done wrong to be the one to get stuck with this pagal larki.
Maan: You are cold so wear it!
Geet: And he calls me the crazy one. How will this help if it has no sleeves?
Maan really irritated now. Starts to take his shirt off as well. Geet's eyes popping out as her eyes catch a glimpse of his fit and sexy abs.
In a blink of an eye she throws herself on him. Her hands travel down the collar of his shirt to the buttons where she holds it tightly closing any gap where his chest or abs was showing. Maan kind of shocked at the proximity of their bodies, especially against geet's exposed skin, but he didn't protest. Geet meets his eyes and says, " Yeh aup kya kara hai ho? This is not our bedroom. You are only mine and neither will I share you or your sexy abs with anyone samjhe tum" she says in a cute possessive and authoritarian tone.
Maan's breath got knocked out of him with her one statement. It was as if time stood still and the only thing that mattered was him and his possessive brown eyes. She already made him hers and didn't want to share him with the world . . .? Maan didn't even have one ounce of ability to fight back with her. He just let her have that affect on him.
" But we are alone, no one else is here so how would it make a difference" he says in his sexy husky voice.
He tugs his shirt against Geet's grip trying to take it off. Geet's eyes start to enlarge more at the guts of Maan who was still taking of his shirt. He was almost successful when Geet pushes herself on him to cover him causing Maan to fall onto the grass. Geet falls onto him, her lips landing right on the nape of his neck and her hands around his waist as if entrapping him. Geet's lips sent shock waves of desire through Maan's veins. Geet tries to get up, but accidently puts her hands on his fit abs making her hands go weak and limp with the mere touch and she falls back on to him. Her wet hair tickling his senses and face. Geet slowly raises her head up meeting his blazing and alluring eyes. Maan moves away a few strands of hair that were blocking her beautiful and captivating face and places it behind her ear. Geet shudders with his touch and slowly inches closer to his lips, Maan instinctively closing his eyes and awaiting for her lips to crush against his.
She gives a wicked smile and moves her lips brushing it against his chin and cheek until he met his ear. " Mein kahatana aup ko that I won't share you. Not even with God. He made you SIRF for me. Don't worry I will punish you for this little act of yours just you wait. But right now lets go meri hypo" she says getting up leaving Maan totally in trance and blinking a couple of times to what just happened. . . what did she just say or more like threaten, but in a good way that made every nerve and fiber in his body ache in desire?
She pulls him up and again says, "let's go".
Maan kind of still disoriented with her touch asks, "kaha?"
She entwines her fingers with his and pulling him closer says with a hint of mischievousness, " Humara ghar where else?"
That phrase "Hamara ghar" sent shockwaves of pleasure through him. He unknowingly had a smile on his face.
Geet catches his smile and says, " What did you think I will leave you alone with your fireplace after finding about how you guys had a "thing" behind my back. Oh no meri hypo first I will deal with your fireplace and then with you" she says running her index finger along the side of his face with a hint of naughtiness in her eyes.
Poor Maan he was inviting disaster into his own life he thought. How was he supposed to control now? She was drunk and has something cooking in her mind. "Oh God please help me tonight" he silently prayed in his head.
Pre-cap:
Maan was thinking to himself: Oh God how do I control myself now??? in a honeymoon suite??? Why is this happening to me?😲😉😆
(i am not even gonna comment and just let you ponder over poor Maan's self thought 😈😆)
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Edited by zeynab111 - 13 years ago
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