Intoxication+Passion*holi stories ritn by fans*p14 - Page 3

Originally posted by: undisclosed

...continued from page 1

geet struggled under his weight...as his breath fanned her face...it smelled of cool mint liquor...and she felt her self intoxicated...as she looked up to his eyes she saw her reflection...a mirror of what he was looking at...there was darkeness in his eyes...but then there was also desire for her...though he didn't stop her from wiggling underneath him...the weight of his body was enough to keep her pinned down to the bed...

maan kept hearing the tiny voice call him from geet's mouth...and he followed the voice..he came closer and closer...he felt how geet's belly stopped moving as she held her breath...and he finally plunged in to geet's mouth so save her...he stamped his mouth on to hers as if branding her...geet regained her breath but this time it was at a rapid pace...maan could feel her unlocking the door to where his old geet was...the tiny voice grew louder and clearer...as it cried to him "don't leave me now"...

the struggle continued but this time it was for who could hold on tighter to the other...there arms intertwined in each others hair as the their mouths openned and closed as do the wings of a butterfly...letting in just enough air to last them for time indefinite...

Part One

Geet laughed along with Pinky and Annie, as they smeared one another with colour after colour. As she grabbed another handful of blue coloured powder from a nearby tray, her eyes connected with that of her handsome husband who was leaning against the tree staring at her. He was wearing a white sherwani, making him look all the more fetching. His sleeves were rolled up in his trademark style, making Geet's eyes linger at the sight of his large bulky biceps.

Geet stood frozen in her spot, held there by the intensity of his gaze, as Maan slowly lifted a silver cup to his delectable lips and gulped down his drink all the while staring her in the eye. Once he had finished the drink, he threw aside the unfinished cup and picked up another one. Sending a sexy smirk her way, he proceeded to down his second cup in one go.

Hai Babaji, Geet thought with wide eyes as she saw him reach out for a third cup. As their eyes locked again, Geet gestured for him not to drink, causing Maan to quirk up his right eyebrow. He paid no heed and gulped down his third cup too.

Annoyed that he didn't listen to her, Geet started to walk up to him. She didn't miss the way his heated eyes slowly trailed up her saree clad form, lingering on her feminine curves. As she reached out her colour free hand to snatch the cup out of his hand, with quick reflexes Maan threw aside the cup and twisted Geet's arm behind her back. He then manoeuvred them, behind the tree, so that they were no longer in everyone's view.

To be continued......

Originally posted by: NaughtyNihu

wuhuuuuu wen is 2nd part up???☺️

Part One

Geet laughed along with Pinky and Annie, as they smeared one another with colour after colour. As she grabbed another handful of blue coloured powder from a nearby tray, her eyes connected with that of her handsome husband who was leaning against the tree staring at her. He was wearing a white sherwani, making him look all the more fetching. His sleeves were rolled up in his trademark style, making Geet's eyes linger at the sight of his large bulky biceps.

Geet stood frozen in her spot, held there by the intensity of his gaze, as Maan slowly lifted a silver cup to his delectable lips and gulped down his drink all while staring her in the eye. Once he had finished the drink, he threw aside the unfinished cup and picked up another one. Sending a sexy smirk her way, he proceeded to down his second cup in one go.

Hai Babaji, Geet thought with wide eyes as she saw him reach out for a third cup. As their eyes locked again, Geet gestured for him not to drink, causing Maan to quirk up his right eyebrow. He paid no heed and gulped down his third cup too.

Annoyed that he didn't listen to her, Geet started to walk up to him. She didn't miss the way his heated eyes slowly trailed up her saree clad form, lingering on her feminine curves. As she reached out her colour free hand to snatch the cup out of his hand, with quick reflexes Maan threw aside the cup and twisted Geet's arm hand behind her back. He then manoeuvred them, behind the tree, so that they were no longer in everyone's view.

To be continued......

Originally posted by: undisclosed

...continued from page 1

geet struggled under his weight...as his breath fanned her face...it smelled of cool mint liquor...and she felt her self intoxicated...as she looked up to his eyes she saw her reflection...a mirror of what he was looking at...there was darkeness in his eyes...but then there was also desire for her...though he didn't stop her from wiggling underneath him...the weight of his body was enough to keep her pinned down to the bed...

maan kept hearing the tiny voice call him from geet's mouth...and he followed the voice..he came closer and closer...he felt how geet's belly stopped moving as she held her breath...and he finally plunged in to geet's mouth so save her...he stamped his mouth on to hers as if branding her...geet regained her breath but this time it was at a rapid pace...maan could feel her unlocking the door to where his old geet was...the tiny voice grew louder and clearer...as it cried to him "don't leave me now"...

the struggle continued but this time it was for who could hold on tighter to the other...there arms intertwined in each others hair as the their mouths openned and closed as do the wings of a butterfly...letting in just enough air to last them for time indefinite...

Originally posted by: Lip-a-Licious

Part One

To be continued......