Statutory Warning in place - under 16 do not venture
Lover's Tryst...
Maan came to Geet's house, he started thinking, I have been to this woman's house more than any woman ever. She has affected me like no one else. What it is about her I am drawn like a magnet. I don't want to stay away from her. I always end up whenever she is in trouble, not that I don't like it, at first it was annoying then it slowly turned into habit. He again touched the taveez around his neck which became as much a part of him as much as Geet had. He knew, this Taveez will keep them bound together forever. Whether another man or his child came into the picture, he knew Geet will forever be his.
Geet startled out of her thoughts on hearing the bell. She had been feeling much better now after a good night's rest however this morning a small niggling doubt of something bad was going to happen gave her the jitters. She was feeling like a cat on hot bricks but opened the door knowing it must be Maan to pick her up with a small smile.
Maan seemed to be tuned into her frequency and immediately asked looking at her something wrong? Frowning at Geet, when she wordlessly shook her head. What happened Geet, you feeling alright? Do you want to do this some other time, it is too soon after the accident, do you want to rest.
Geet put her hand on his mouth and said softly, Shut Up! I am fine. God I didn't know men talked so much shaking her head, Maan kissed her hand and put his hand on hers to hold it so that he could kiss each and every finger and then upturned her palm to kiss her there. He whispered, Sirf Tum karti ho mujhe bak bak karne pe majboor. I thought you would kiss me to shut me up, but looks like I need to teach you a few things then pulled her and nuzzled her neck and said'HMM! I love your smell, what is it? No let me guess, bringing her closer, till they were fused and ran his hands on her back and then moved her long curls and ran his nose on the side of her throat inhaling deeply, smells like Jasmine and then licked her skin behind the ear. Geet had her eyes closed, and now arched her back and tilted her neck to give him easy access. She was drowning in pool of sensations that were new and she didn't want to stop. Maan touched her earlobe and sucked it in earring and all and Geet moaned, She felt herself melting in his arms, she did care that the door was open and anyone could walk in, she just wanted to feel Maan and in her need she dug in her nails on maan's back. She wanted so much to feel him that she boldly, held his head and lifted it to give him a kiss that burned his soul. She never knew she had so much passion in her.
The only experience that had resulted in her pregnancy had not allowed for anything more than coupling of two people. She had been too nervous, nave and ignorant to fully comprehend the intricacies of love making or arousal or attraction. She knew he was her husband and she was his so there was no denying there that it was expected to sleep with your husband, but this longing, this gnawing desire that tore into her was a new sensation that only Maan seemed to evoke in her. She initially had found it alarming but slowly over time had understood what his burning touch did, his closeness brought , his intense eyes drove into her reaching right to her soul, she realized that he made her heart skip a beat. She understood she was attracted to him. She found that behind his anger, behind the rough exterior of a non caring attitude maan was a man who was may have been hurt in the past and was hiding it with a stony exterior. He was like a coconut, tough exterior almost unappealing but inside..so sweet like nectar. She realized she could drink on this nectar for the rest of her life. Only Maan seemed to bring that raw uncontrollable desire within her that burned the very fiber of her being into an inferno that will light up her soul and turn to ashes all the woes and hurt in her life.
She kissed him like never before, tasting his lips, licking them, tracing them till she knew every curve of his lips. She delved deep into his mouth tracing the line of his teeth, playing the age old dance of give and take with his tongue as if she knew what to do. Her untutored efforts were so endearing that Maan could not help but be lost in them, he hugged her tight and let her know in no uncertain terms how aroused her was, pushing his leg between hers. Geet opened her eyes in shock and found herself staring into eyes that pulled her into the vortex of the whirlpool of emotions she saw there. She gasped and Maan took over the kiss and her, he lifted her off her feet and moved towards the bedroom without breaking the kiss. He put her gently down near her bed, gave her one more kiss and lifted his head and asked softly, Do you want this Geet? Because if you plan to say no, say it now, else I will not be able to stop myself.
Geet came to her senses but she knew what she wanted, what she needed. She needed Maan now. She needed to know what it was to be loved for oneself rather than as part of a duty, as part of ownership. She knew she and maan were going to marry but she had been duped before and been abandoned. She knew what the cruelties her life had seen. She needed something for herself. Her confidence needed to be boosted. She wanted Maan like no other man. She felt the gut wrenching desire that only Maan could educe. She looked at man and said, I want this maan, I want you. Please make love to me.
Edited by rushtrip - 15 years ago
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