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ash08

@ash08

Dazzler

Posted: 14 years ago

#91

Originally posted by: Dhara_s
Whoa....wat is it that you have here....??? Os or a full fledged fic...??? Watever it is, I m thoroughly enjoying it....you have a superb writing style...!!! ⭐️⭐️

PM me wen u update next...!!!!

Thank you Dhara. 😊 It started as an OS, but ended up having continuing chapters due to some nudgings. Its basically a bunch of one-shots.

Will send u a pm when I write next. Thanks again.

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@cooldude10

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Posted: 14 years ago

#92

🤗🤗🤗 u just made my day! love ur OS 🤗 jhaaapiiizzz

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ash08

@ash08

Dazzler

Posted: 14 years ago

#93

Originally posted by: cooldude10
🤗🤗🤗 u just made my day! love ur OS 🤗 jhaaapiiizzz

Thank you sweetie. Glad you liked it. 🤗

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@bDgT

Inactive

+ 3

Posted: 14 years ago

#94

Oh migosh! Ms.Ash, this is so..o sizzling rocking maan! You really are kicking it in, yeah?!

👏 👏 👏

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shalini_s

@shalini_s

Sparkler

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Posted: 14 years ago

#95

Maaneet confessing so soon... hmm.. any twist coming up?

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asmaanixx

@asmaanixx

Achiever

+ 5

Posted: 14 years ago

#96

This update was just wow..

Seriously I did not see that one coming.

Thanks for the surprise there Ash!

Also, thanks for explaining that idiom to me.

It makes a whole lot sense now.

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ash08

@ash08

Dazzler

Posted: 14 years ago

#97

This one is for Gouri and Vini. Hope you girls like it.

"Shall we?" Maan gave Geet a wicked look.

"But, Maan, now..?" she exclaimed.

"I would love to dance with my wife at our wedding reception," he confessed, taking her onto the dance floor.

Wife. The one word that made her heart smile. Maan and Geet had gotten married that morning. The wedding was brief, but poignant. Maan looked at her with such tenderness that she had to fight tears. The reception in the evening was a gala event. They had fed each other cake, posed for wedding pictures and generally had a wonderful time. There was a live band and everybody was enjoying their time on the dance floor.

Just as Maan led Geet on to the dance floor, there were grins, a fanfare and then a furious and delicious rendition of the classic tune "Brazil". Maan twirled her around in the most professional sort of way, in a mixture of samba, cha-cha and mambo that she followed with consummate ease while people on the sidelines began to clap.

"You're terrific!" Geet panted.

"So are you, gorgeous," Maan chuckled. "Are we good or what?"

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About a day and a half later, they repeated the same exact dialog to each other, but for a totally different reason.

Lying exhausted and bathed in sweat in a huge double bed in a beachfront hotel in Goa, they could barely move.

"And I thought you danced well!" she laughed. "You're just amazing!"

"Why, thank you," he drawled, grinning. "May I return the compliment?"

"Yes, well, I think I'm a quick study," she sighed.

"Not so nervous anymore, I notice," he murmured.

She laughed. She was almost a basket case of nerves when they checked into the hotel that afternoon. She loved Maan, but she had no real idea of what it was going to be like when they were alone together. But he was understanding, patient and gentle as he cradled her in his arms, in a big easy chair and fed her from the big platter of food that the room service had brought up. Of course, he had also fed her on kisses in increasing amounts, until she was so relaxed that nothing he suggested seemed to disturb her.

Slow, tender kisses grew slower and more insistent. He coaxed her out of her clothing with such ease that she barely noticed until she felt the cool air on her skin. Even then, the way he was touching her was so electrifying that her only conscious thought was to see how much closer to him she could get. There was one little flash of pain, easily forgotten as he kissed her with delicate sensuality and lifted her back into the fiery hunger the hesitation had briefly interrupted. Her mind had gone into eclipse while her body demanded and pleaded for an end to the tension which he built in her so effortlessly. Finally, finally, she fell over the edge of it into a blazing heat of fulfillment that exceeded her wildest expectations.

"And I used to think you were reserved!" she laughed.

"Only when I am wearing a waist coat," he murmured drowsily. He opened his eyes, rolled over and studied her pretty pink nudity with lazy appreciation. "Would you like me to get up and put on a waist coat, and be reserved?"

"I would not," she retorted, pulling him back down. She kissed him intensely. "I'd like you to be unreserved all over again, starting right now."

He slid over her, his muscled chest grazing the hard tips of her pretty breasts. "I can't think of anything I'd enjoy more, Mrs. Khurana."

She would have answered him back, but she was much too involved for speech.

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@bDgT

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Posted: 14 years ago

#98

Yo Ash! You are killing gal! 👏

Edited by bDgT - 14 years ago

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bluedreamz953

@bluedreamz953

Dazzler

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Posted: 14 years ago

#99

lovely...i have said this elsewhere before and again am saying this...I simply LOVE it when people or maan or geet herself addresses geet as MRS KHURANA,Mrs Geet Maan Singh Khurana,etc...it feels great

Please add me to the pm list
love ur ff