He entered the room to find her cocooned in the flower veil that surrounded the bed – the bed that was now theirs. It had been quite a struggle to finally be declared as man and wife. And here she sat in front of him, a little nervous, a little shy, arms wrapped around the knees that were now upright, head rested on them. The sight was similar to the ones he had seen in movies umpteen times, but something was different here. All those brides that he had seen so far couldn't match the beauty and charisma that his wife carried around wherever she went. He was happy and proud today – happy that she chose him and proud that she was his.
As he moved closer to the bed, he noticed the slight movements in her posture that she tried so hard not to make obvious. To say that she was nervous would have been an understatement. But today was a night for them to leave all their inhibitions behind. Today was a night for them to be one in body and soul. Today was a night to seal their marriage with the stamp of love.
Soon he was near the flower veil that stood between him and his prey. Yes that's what he thought – she was his prey only because the more he admired her, the more his animalistic feelings surfaced. He feared he was going to harm her tonight in the burning passion of his love and hurt her to death. So he decided to take it slow. He slowly moved the veil aside and made his way to seat himself close to her and facing her. Her eyes were lowered and her lips were trembling. He did his usual chin lifting to make her meet her eyes with his, but that wasn't working today. He moved closer to her ear and whispered "Geet" in a voice that was sure to turn on even an 80 year old woman lying on her death bed. She lifted her eyes to meet with his and instantly her breathing became heavier. Her chest was now heaving like a big pendulum. With every breath she exhaled, her chest dropped inside her rib making her beautiful cleavage more apparent. The sight was clearly not helping him ease the urge to rip her clothes and make love to her right that second. But being the man that he is, he took a deep breath and reminded himself that today was a night for love, not for some wild animalistic sex.
Looking deep in her eyes that were now reflecting the emotion he was going through, he proceeded to move her ghoonghat off her head. In doing so, he accidently touched her ear which sent a shiver down her spine and she jerked in position. He smiled a little and proceeded to rid her off the heavy jewelry she was loaded with. He was slow in his movements and very very careful, taking his own time to feel every inch of the skin that he touched while removing her earrings, necklace, bangles and anklets. He had held her even closer than this a million times but something about the way he touched her tonight brought back the memories of the time when he first removed the jewelry that dadima had adorned her with. That was the first time she had felt physical attraction for him that was beyond her control. What he was trying to achieve by slowing his movements had the complete opposite effect on her – she was now anxious to feel his warm body next to hers. She wanted to hold him tight and tell him that she was his and only his. Unconsciously, her hands made their way to his face, caressing it near his ears and then snaking around to the back of his head. He read her eyes correctly that now the time had come to lose all self control and bind them together, for life.
Once all jewelry was taken off, he made her lay down by her shoulders and slid next to her facing her. "Tonight is the best night of my life. Today we are bonded for life. Do you know since when I have been wanting you?" he asked as he turned her face toward him.
"Since when?"
"Since the day I saw you. There has been a strange attraction, a strange pull toward you since I met you. That day at the party, when I saw you dressed in a white saree coming towards me, all I could think of was to take you someplace and hold you in my arms forever. What followed that day was beyond my control. I have never felt that passion before. You make me go weak in my knees Geet."
"Stop" she said placing her hand on his lips. "Your words are driving me to the edge of madness."
"And – what – about – the – effect – you – have – had – on – me – since – the – day – I – saw – you?" he said between kisses that he trailed along her arm.
"Maan please" she whispered facing him now, hugging his head which now rested on her bare upper chest. Her words and actions were contracting and her chest was dropping in heavily now. With every inhale, her chest made contact with his ear and created a distance with the exhales. He lifted his head to look into her eyes that were now reflecting painful arousal. Still holding her gaze, he kissed her cleavage to see how she would react. Her eyes closed and her head fell back on the pillow as she moaned his name. "I am yours – only yours. Put your hands on me Maan" He traced the edge of her blouse from shoulder to shoulder and came back to the middle to open the buttons. Her fingers now bug deep in his scalp pulling him even closer. He nibbled her neck as he opened the blouse and threw it aside.
He should have been awarded for the slow and steady ministrations given the surge of passion that was now burning him. Within no time, he had felt every inch of her upper body with his hands, lips and tongue. Her head dug deeper and deeper into the pillow elevating her chest giving him more access to suck her heavenly tips. He was sure nothing had tasted sweeter to him ever before, and was confident nothing ever would. While he wasn't finished quenching his thirst, his hands unzipped her lehenga from the back and he slowly slid his hand along the lean length of her side legs moving away the cloth off her body. She sucked in her belly when he placed his index finger in the belly button. They both kissed intensely as they both tried to remove his clothes. Once he was naked, he put his arm around her shoulder to take her in an embrace. His hand made his way down to the belly button again and then even lower to slide off the only piece of cloth that was blocking his way to paradise. By this time, both their intensities matched and they made love to each other in the most beautiful way ever known to mankind.
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