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UPDATE 36
Dil ye bezubaan, Kehtaa paas aa meri jaan
Mujhko odh le to khud pea b zaera
Mere hosh mein tu duniya bhul jaa
Chehra tera dil mein mahe jaan
Tu ab ban barasja mahe jaan -Mahe jaan, Hate Story
[Amar's POV]
The candles were lit. The lights were dimmed. The stage was set. I took my Shakti's hand and we danced. The music was of our hearts. The steps, a waltz of our own making, swaying to an unheard beat. Our hands clung firmly to each other as our bodies rise and fall with our steps. Our arms wrapped each other as we pulled closer. A flash of hir, a waft of scent, she was mine and mine alone, and there was no one who can take her from me.
Slowly the music shifted. The delicate dance of love began to change in tempo. Hands were held, arms wrapped, the beat kept a new time though. With nuzzle of hair, I felt my passion stirred with a scent, my desire for her arose. Movement began to cease, but the beat was still felt. We stopped, holding the embrace, we clung as if to life itself, squeezing. My face buried in her hair, my eyes closed to all but my dream of her. The moments lasted an eternity, and for just an instant, as I pulled away longing to see the face of my Shakti.
With a glance, I was smitten a new as I was eveytime I saw her face. Her brown eyes spoke to me. They spoke to me of love and desire, of contentment, and of the future. Words unsaid passed from them to my waiting ears. The secrets of the universe and the simplest of wishes were mine to behold. Her nose, the perfect thing, sat regally over her lips. And her lips were the sweetest flower, the colour of fascination, the shape of all desire.
I stepped back, and as if in a dream, she stood before me, clothed in radiance. My vision took a journey of years over the beauty that is my love. And she is beautiful. The fullness of her form and the delicacy of her shape held me in sway. She is my perfection, my divine, my muse. It is to her that I must cling, and it is to her that is my heart's desire.
In the space of more steps, I was with her again. The dance forgotten, the beat still lingered. My arms embraced her as I pulled her to me. Eyes closed, I discovered her again with my hands. My fingers traced lines over all my favourite places, the small of a back, the tenderness of the nape of her neck. Perfect as familiar to me as my face in mirror. My fingers danced themselves as they skirt silent over her. As if reading her every inch, they move.
Gently, they float, brushing lightly over found hair, to tickle just a little and made her aware of their presence. Her gentle breathing told me she knew and as her breathing speed up, our hearts kept time together again.
The moment was upon us. An unquestioned fire scorched within both of us. The physical need was undeniable. With no need for words, we could fall willing victim to our passion. It would be ecstasy. It would be the stuff of legend. It would be perfect, so we kissed. Single kiss. We were perfect but still in-complete. And knowingly the perfection on our grasp, I clung her in my arms heading her to our new heaven.
The soft light of the candles allowed me to see the sensual body of hers, as my hands gently pushed her back, telling her to just lie back for a while, felt her touch, heard her words, it was her time.
When she laid back, my hands caressed over her face. Fingers gently tracing as if to outline her beauty and within the world, convey to her my silent adoration. Leaning down closer, my lips found hers, for a gentle but lingering kiss, just to taste and absorb the warmth and softness of her lips.
My fingers moved to caress back of her hair and then let my lip brush her forehead to feel and inhale the smell of her skin. While my kisses lingered, my fingertips traced the lines of her neck, and a moment she felt my hand gently encircle her throat, her head moves back slightly, exposing the length of her neck, acknowledging to me, her trust.
I caressed down her body, leaving her neck exposed for kisses and warm breath to brush against the soft exposed skin of her neck which my lips explored, my hands brushing over her stomach with light palm, with trailing fingertips.
My lips moved close to allow my tongue to flick against her ear, feeling her body shiver with the touch of warm breath close in her ear, as my touch of warm breath close in her ear, as my whisper conveyed words which my hands could not express.
I raised a little to take in all of her, to simple admire the sensuality of the woman before me. As my eyes moved over her body, everything male inside me, screamed of desire for her. My lips again found her for a kiss, before drifting back down to her neck, then down to softly brush kisses over her stomach savouring every inch of her smooth skin. One hand moved to trace the lines of her front and I heard her intake of breath when my hand moved down and fingertips lightly brushing her stomach, covering all her desires.
I slipped one hand beneath her head, lacing my fingers through her hair, to tighten slightly and keep her with me when her building emotions tested me for control. My other hand started to slowly slip down her body. I felt her anticipation caused her body to tense, her fingers tightened in my hair.
When her body calmed to my request, I released her hair. I could feel her energy to desire slowly burning as her body felt the pressing weight of my chest.
Another time, when my touch had first found her warmth, all slippery with desire, I had laid closed beside her, my fingers had brought up her passion, and my soft words encouraged and coached her, to just feel my touch. However, tonight when I felt her soft warmth around me, I wanted all her emotional and physical energy on high. With the woman in her, absorbing and responding to my every touch and whisper, when I finally move as one.
I cradled her body in my arms, drawing her close as I started to bring us together. To allow us, time to feel and experience each aspect of our union. With each new depth it brings us new emotions. Finally I felt her flowing warmth fully surrounded me as her softness accepted my strength. I held deep us as we savour the true emotions when we two were then one.
Although with her beneath me, held close in my arms, our passion suggested of my dominance, but in that moment, neither was more nor was less. We were simple one man, and a woman, two halves of the whole, where neither could be truly complete without the other. With our connection we combined our unique differences, each drawing from the other what was needed to enhance and fulfil the other.
The night, as the candles danced, my lips brushed her face, while I admired and felt all the softness, strength and beauty of the woman that was captured in my arms, and seen in the candles dim reflections. I had held her body close with all the deserved love and tender care and I had sought to touch and held all the many complexities of the woman in my arms.
As the intimate movement of her body, drew the flood of warmth from within me, our unity had return one more reward, she would conceive our child.
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I love how every morning I wake up, I see her sleeping next to me. I don't usually like to share my precious bed with someone else but it's always an exception for her.
I love how she snuggles up next to me, keeping her gorgeous body against mine, warm because she knows how much I hate cold.
I love pampering her with gifts and surprises. I never want to deny her anything. She makes me want to share my wealth. I'd never met anyone who made me feel this way before.
She is beautiful and she knows. I know it's five in the morning and I'm still watching her sleep but it's because she is so damn cute when she's asleep. I can't tell I'm undeniably and irrecoverably in love with her.
[FLASHBACK ENDED]
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