MUSINGS OF WANDERLUST
Prologue: Paradise
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"To be able to be oneself and not have to disown one's values to please another - that is what intimate love is all about."
~ Milton Avery
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11:35 PM
23rd December, 2014
Kovalam Beach, Kerala
She stared at the ocean, the waves glittering under the moon light. The cold breeze chirped, kissing her face and exposed neck as she twisted her hair to one side. A smile danced on her lips as the gentle wave washed her feet.
She had been excited when her husband informed about his upcoming project taking place in this part of the country. And she, for once, didn't hesitate to accompany him by taking a month's long leave from her professional life. Leaning to her right as she snuggled more to her husband, his body radiating hers with his warmth, she let out a giggle as yet another wave washed her feet, the cold water kissing them softly, her fingers intervened with his, with her heels dangling off her left hand. This was what she had longed to have in life. To walk along the beach, hand in hand, with her man. And she wished for the time to still, froze, in that moment.
"Khushi..."
A deep rumble broke against her body as he chuckled, his head lowered as he whispered into her ears.His hot breath caressing the exposed skin at her nape, making her shiver, and felt herself being pulled further closer, his cold fingers leaving hers as he tugged at her wrist. She raised her head to look at him, her round emerald eyes drowning in the depth of his chocolate ones. She closed her eyes a moment later, allowing herself to be consumed by the fire she witnessed in him, the desire naked in his eyes, and smiled as how her body reacted to his naturally. "You are being unfair by smiling at something that obviously amused you," he whispered again, his voice deep and husky as he watched her, "can we just return to our suit?"
She chuckled at his complaint as they halted, their bodies pressed against each other. The air was filled with joy, with the Christmas Eve just around the corner. She glanced at him before looking away, biting her lower lip as she did, and heard him curse aloud."I am willing to give everything it takes for this moment to be captured."She replied, her voice low and in a whisper, her lips trembled as her imagination grew wilder. She arched her head to look at him and continued, "only if I am bold enough to have us in my studio for a night."
She could feel his gaze on her even as she lowered her head. It wasn't the first time, for them to voice such wishes like capturing as beautiful moment as now. But it was the first for her to mention about them in her studio. And she knew he understood the meaning behind her words. She took a step away from him only to be pulled, his cold fingers held her elbow, as he pulled her along with him, sinking onto the sand. She breathed with her eyes closed before relaxing, leaning against him as she rested her head on his shoulder, while drawing her knees to her chest. "That is tempting." He whispered back after a long pause,"so tempting that I would love to take you right here, given a chance." He put an arm around her as she snuggled more, seeking his warmth. "Two things to be considered here," he continued with a smile, his eyes glittering under the moonlight, "you are not as bold as you think you are in this matter. And I am not going to let anyone be privy to what we do in our room." He looked at her as he said, "it still amazes me, as how can anyone make love while having audience."
"Ah..." she groaned as she shook her head. "I am not asking you to do such thing and no, none of my clients actually make love in front of me, Arnav. They just..."
"Make out..." he completed, rolling his eyes, "not much difference between the two, Khushi. It doesn't matter."
The gentle whoosh of the cold wind blew around them as the waves danced with their feet. They had reached the place the previous night and had roamed around the private resort that they checked in the whole day. If she was stunned at the beauty the nature provided in this part of the country, it seemed to grow by each passing second, as the moon glittered on the ocean surface, taking her breath away. She had always had a thing for beaches and waterfalls, but life never allowed her have such leisure where she could spend her time in travelling.
"They don't make out," she stated, glancing to her right at her husband, who seemed to be lost in his thoughts, and smiled.Clad in a white sweat shirt with a pair of tracks, his thick brown locks fell across his forehead, hiding the depths of his chocolate eyes every now and then, the strong jaw with angular planes covered in day old subtle - he had always been a mystery to her until he let her in by breaking the shell around his heart. She would have laughed aloud when someone said that she would sit with him by the beach one day few years ago. But now, as she looked back at her life, she couldn't help but wonder how she had managed to live twenty-one years without him. "They just pose for the photos... as a couple... in a slightly exotic way. You can just stop encouraging me, you know." She added with a known smile. She knew he would never stop doing that. It was him who realized that she enjoyed what she did and supported her, boosted her confidence, and did his best to help her achieve a dream she wasn't aware that she had in the first place.
He looked at her with narrowed eyes as he considered the option he had before shaking his head with a sigh. "That's not an option," he said with a shrug, "I am a man who keeps up his word, no matter how silly or erotic it is."
And then, he laughed. The waves flew with a silent whoosh, making its way towards them, drenching their lower bodies in its process, as the ocean smiled along with him. She stared at him, her hand rose without her knowledge as her fingers touched his cheek, the softness grazing against his hard day old stubble. His eyes found hers as he smiled, as he held her wrist, brought her fingers to his lips and kissed lightly. "You never cease to amaze me."He said while tugging a lock behind her ear and cupped her face, his thumb caressing her jaw line as he continued, "right from the moment we met, you always do something that stumble me, Krishnaa. Be it the honesty with which you confessed your feelings ten minutes after you saw me for the first time, or the never boring adventures that you want to experience, or now, your open display of affection. And every time, you make me fall in love with the different you all over again. I have never seen a bolder you in all our four years who wants us to have an erotic photo shoot. Or is this due to the hormonal changes?" He asked the last part in a whisper, his hand closing on her waist as he watched her with a suppressed smile, enjoying the way her eyes lowered with blood rushed in her veins, making her crimson.
His eyes trailed on her face and exposed neck, resting on the black beaded chain with a row of small diamonds as a pendant shaped like a moon. "I am just five weeks into it, Arnav." She began, her palm cupping his that now rested on her stomach, "moreover, it's you who is to be blamed for my hormonal changes." She challenged him to say otherwise to which he just laughed, his eyes twinkling as he did, his other arm snaked around her waist as he kissed the top of her head.
"I accept my fault, my love." He whispered softly as the wind blew around them gently, ruffling their hair, patting them with affection. "And I am not guilty about it. In fact, I am proud to say I am the reason for this change in you. Might I add,"He added, his voice lowering and husky, "I never felt such a strong desire to have you ever in our courtship, the way I am feeling right now. The expecting you are so incredibly beautiful... sexy... that it is a torture to have you by my side but not able to kiss you senseless."
"You are such a shameless man," she snapped as she hugged him, hiding herself in the warmth of his arms, snuggling closer to him, the tip of her nose rubbing his chest. His arms held her tightly around her in his embrace and rested his cheek on her head, a low chuckle escaped from him.
"I love how you love this shameless man." He replied back just as shamelessly, desire naked in his voice.
As they lay there in each other's arms, they couldn't help but let their minds wander back to the time they first met and the journey thereafter.
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PS:
Sorry for the mistakes, if any.
With my morning sickness, my moods have been swinging drastically. And yes, do drop ur comments... ;)
Udne Ki Aasha
Kumkum Bhagya
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