Originally posted by: panchaali
I really admire your writing my best friend..especially these paras...I don't know from where did you bring so much passion!!! I am just speechless...
Maan removed her dress and replaced it with a royal blue lehenga and choli. Gradually Geet's exposed skin was covered by ornaments. Maan adorned her the way a painter put color on his painting and the mirror reflects both the painter and his painting in its canvas. He knotted the choli so firm; like his coarse hands crush her breasts mercilessly the fabric grasped her delicate possessions making her moan. The next moment a long thin chain started dangling from her neck, hovering over her bosom like Maan's lips travel over them. Maan put the waist chain on its place, it touched her waist like Maan block her way from behind. Geet felt Maan kissed her everywhere though his lips didn't touched her.
Maan again looked at Geet. Her scarlet shy face, lowered eye lids made him confused. He smiled he really doesn't understand when and why this girl becomes coy. May be it is her nature. He put his index finger under Geet's chin to look at her hazel sea. Geet looked at him but her coyness didn't leave her. She knew she has given every bit of her to Maan but his claim over her was always playful, there was a veil of his teasing mischievous way. Today's straight forward statement suddenly made her realize that she is sitting in front of the man, in front of whom her all secret has been revealed and it's the time she must abandon all her inhibitision forever. At that moment she wasn't feeling shy but only trying to gather courage to face Maan leaving all her bashfulness behind. But again her determination failed under Maan's intense gaze.
Maan put the dupatta on geet's head."You are reminding the moment of the night I made you mine for the first time, the night of our wedding. You are just looking like the new bride. Only one thing .." he didn't complete his words. His fingers went through her parting of hair and the eternal sign of suhag made her face glow. She closed her eyes not knowing how to react. This scarlet sign on her forehead is the sunshine of her whole life. It is said red is the color of love to her this red is the color of whole universe. Maan kissed her forehead. Again a while passed without words filling each other's aroma in their heart, sensing only each other's presence against all worldly existence. But the moment broke. Geet hurried to wear her mangtika to hide her sindoor. Maan put the mangtika on her head, "Geet you don't have to hide your sindoor for long, on this Raspurnima your vermilion will be acle to declare its existence under the open sky. I promise." Maan uttered every word from the heart of his heart. A tear drop fell from Geet's eyes with the dream of their beautiful future. She embraced Maan tightly, trying to hear the footstep of beautiful future in the heartbeat of her beloved.
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