Originally posted by: Lip-a-Licious
1) Warning: Mature Content (18+)
2) This is an old OneShot with some major changes...
so the first half is old but the second half is completely new!
Geet woke up... only to find the space next to her empty!
Her curious hazel eyes wondered around the room checking the whereabouts of her husband. But instead her eyes opened wide as she saw the state of the room.
Her emerald saree was thrown across the sofa... Maan's black shirt was hanging off the chandelier... while the pillows and the rest of their clothing lay scattered all over the floor. The state of the room caused a small smile... and a heated blush to spread over Geet's cheeks, as it reminded her of the sinful acts from the night before.
Shaking the wild thoughts out of her mind, Geet slowly slid off the huge king size bed and picked up her saree from the sofa. As she wrapped the silky material around herself, Geet realised that there was only one place that Maan could be at this time of the day... and that was his workout room. So once she was decently dressed Geet made her way out of the master bedroom and towards her husband's workout room. The closer she got to the room, the more excited she got. Although as Maan's wife she got see ALL of him almost every night, she still couldn't deny that watching Maan during his strenuous workout sessions in his exercise gear was a wonderful sight to behold!
As Geet made her way down the corridor... she stopped abruptly when she heard strange noises coming through one of the doors. It was then that she realised, that she had arrived at her destination. She followed the sounds which led her to an open door at the end of the corridor. As she went through the doors ... she stopped mid-step...
Hai Babaji!
Standing before her was the very person, who had kept her up throughout the entire night, assaulting her senses with his wicked talents. As Geet took in the magnificent view of Maan's masculine form, she had to bite her lips to stop the gasp from escaping her mouth. He was naked from the waist up... his biceps, broad shoulders and abs all on show for her eyes to feast on. When he turned his back on her, she watched on mesmerised as tiny beads of sweat went dripping down his muscled back only to disappear down his narrow waist.
As Geet felt her breath hitch, she quickly hid behind one of the stone pillars that scattered the length of the room, so that Maan wouldn't see her. She placed a delicate hand on her thudding heart and tried to calm herself. She then quietly peeked from behind the pillar only to see the muscles down his back and along his biceps flex, while he did the push ups.
Oh... she couldn't help but sigh.
Geet had seen Maan shirtless many times but she still found that she could not look away from the mesmerising sight. With each passing second... her heart beat erratically... she felt her stomach doing somersaults and she also found it rather difficult to breath...
As she pushed the billowing curtain surrounding the stone pillar further aside to get a better view, she watched on fascinated at the way his muscles moved with each and every movement. She stood at an advantaged position where she could see him perfectly without him noticing as the side of his body was facing the door from which she had entered. Her eyes danced across his broad tanned shoulders and back to his rippling biceps and strong hands. She then slowly moved her gaze over his tough yet handsome face.
Maan steadily moved up and down on the floor with nothing but his black bottoms on. Each movement was swift with precision. A push up... and then down... then up again ...and then down. Then almost suddenly he stilled his movements... while hovering over the ground... his strong arms carrying his weight.
He felt her presence.
He stayed there like that for a moment... as he felt her gaze on him. He could feel the heat of her gaze... and heard the gasp that escaped Geet as she watched the muscles on Maan's back tighten and flex.
At the same time Geet felt her fist clench unconsciously in an attempt to suppress her desire. When he resumed his exercise... she continued to watch on silently thinking that perhaps he hadn't noticed her presence after all.
However unknown to Geet, while she watched Maan's sweaty, hard and muscled form move with military precision, her secret ogling did not go unnoticed by him. From the corner of his eyes Maan saw Geet stand beside a pillar, hidden by the billowing curtains, so that she could secretly watch him. He smirked to himself, while deciding to let her watch for a while longer and admire him in peace... before he had his fun with her too.
Moments passed by, with Maan exercising and Geet watching, until Maan suddenly stopped and looked her straight in the eyes.
It was his turn to be taken aback by the heavenly image displayed before him. Geet sensed his sharp gaze on her and felt unnerved as if he were mentally touching her. He was still in his push-ups position, just not moving. His eyes were relishing every intricate detail Geet possessed.
He traced her beautiful feminine structure with hungry eyes. He admired the way her hair sat loosely over her left shoulder falling just below her perky breasts. His eyes continued to run over her bare long neck, her silky arms and his favourite part... the way the silky and almost transparent saree clung onto her body, accentuating her delicate curves and in turn heightening his desire. Once his eyes made their way back to hers, Geet gasped yet again at the ravenous glint she saw there and hid behind the pillar. She felt her heart hammer even faster at being caught. She closed her eyes, trying to calm herself ... but only saw flashes of a sweaty, muscular Maan.
She waited.. hidden behind the pillar... to see if Maan would come after her. But when Maan made no move ... Geet sighed in relief before she turned back to take another peek...but he wasn't there!
She stood there for while, trying to figure out where he went... It was then that she felt a presence behind her... causing goosebumps to run along her arms. She knew it was him and could do nothing but stand rooted in her place. She then felt Maan's finger trail down her back and his warm breath against her ears, causing her to close her eyes and lean against him.
"Why are you hiding behind the pillar Geet? Hmmm?"
His deep and sensual voice alone made Geet quiver in delight.
"My my... were you secretly watching me? Bolo na Geet," he whispered huskily against her ears, while wrapping his muscled arm around her waist, so that her back was pressed against his chest and there wasn't even an inch of distance between them.
Even though Geet was now VERY familiar with Maan's touch, she still couldn't help the blush that spread across her cheeks and the shyness that overcame her.
"You...*kiss* ... haven't... *kiss*... answered... *kiss*... my ... *kiss*... question ... *kiss*... Jaan," he continued to say huskily as he spread a series of lingering kisses down her neck and across her shoulders and then back up her neck only to bite her ear lobe.
Geet found it increasingly difficult to breath, in fact forget breathing, she thought she would pass out due to his persistent sensual attack on her senses! And it wouldn't be the first time that that happened either!
"Kya hua meri Sherni? Ab bolti kyon band ho gayi?" Maan continued teasingly, as he slowly turned her around until she was facing him, his playful lips never left the nape of her neck throughout the process.
She felt his fingers trail down her heated cheek.
"Well would you look at that...there's that beautiful blush again... does that mean that you liked what you saw... huh Geet?" He continued in that deep baritone of his, before lifting her chin up. When she opened her eyes, she saw him standing in front of her. The look in his eyes made her knees weak. Seeing the intensity, desire and mischievousness there, she averted her gaze in shyness.
"Jaan..." he growled, biting her chin gently," come on now, after seeing your wild performance from last night, I would have thought the shyness would have left you by," he then showed her the love bites on his neck to prove his point.
"Maan..." Geet uttered looking scandalised, but seeing him smirk at her devilishly, she went on to say "stop teasing me" while she gently lifted her pallu and used it to slowly wipe away the sweat on his face.
But Maan wasn't going to let her off the hook so easily. He immensely enjoyed seeing this side of Geet. His wife can be a fiery tigress most of the time, but he particularly enjoyed teasing her when she was overcome by shyness. He stilled the movements of her hands and placed a soft kiss on her wrist, pulling her flush against his body, feeling her soft feminine curves against his hard form.
"Maan..." Geet gasped.
"Hmmm" Maan hummed in pleasure, "Bolo Geet" he then resumed placing various kisses across her face.
"Chaddo na, you getting your sweat all over me" she struggle against him and giggled, causing him to tighten his arms around her.
"You weren't complaining last night, in fact the sweet sounds coming out of your sinful mouth told me that you liked it when I was all hot and sweaty," he growled while grazing his nose along her cheek.
The more Maan indulged himself, placing a kiss there, a nibble here and a caress there, the more his arms loosened around Geet. Taking her chance, Geet ducked under his arms, trying to escape, but using his quick reflexes, Maan grabbed hold of her wrists and pulled her back to him.
"Oh... you're going to pay for that Geet love" she saw his honey brown eyes darken in desire.
As she felt him slowly walk towards her, she couldn't help but take steps backwards... only to find herself trapped against the pillar a moment later.
"Maan..." Geet uttered in order to clear her clouded mind and gain some control over the situation.
"Bolo Geet..." Maan said ... while placing his strong arms on either side of her head, effectively trapping her against the pillar. He placed sensual kisses across her collarbone, smiling against her skin when he felt her heaving chest.
"Please stop..." she sighed, as she felt her fingers dig into his hair, contradicting her words. But when she felt a tug on the pallu of her saree, she looked down, only to see it slowly glide off her neck.
"Why? " he whispered his lips making their way to her cleavage.
"Because someone will see..." she managed to whisper.
"Mmm so let them..." he continued, his fingers untying the dori at the back of her blouse.
"No we really shouldn't-"
"Chup... bilkul chup" he whispered huskily against her lips.
He could still feel the rapid rise and fall of her chest against his own and it was weakening his control. She found it difficult to look at him as his hot breath fell on her face making her want to submit. Maan blew the lock of hair that rested on her neck and asked "Do you really want me to stop Geet?"
He had stopped moving and gently rubbed his thumb over her trembling lower lip.
"I -.." was all Geet had managed to reply in a hoarse voice as he dug his face into the curve of her neck and lightly kissed it. He planted soft kisses across her neckline down to the bare entrance of her breasts yet again. Geet gasped in pleasure as Maan pinched the flesh with wet lips.
He lifted his lips slightly off her skin to ask "Geet, do you still want me to stop?" then lowered his lips to bite the place he had just tempted. He then teased his way back up her smooth skin, smiling between kisses as he reached her neck again. His lips made their way along her shoulder and stopped when they met the thin strap of her blouse. He ran his tongue around the slight bit of material, enjoying the taste of her warm flesh before closing his mouth over the strap to pull it off with his teeth. Geet shuddered and whispered "Maan" in pleasure, willing for him to continue.
"Hmmm I'll take that as a no then" he chuckled.
But all she wanted was for him to persist, so she dug her fingers into his thick hair for stability, as they both indulged in new pleasures. He could feel her hands wanting to move his face back up to hers. She was as hungry for his lips as much as he was for hers
^ ^ ^ Granted, this may not be word for word the same but an edit here n there doesn't mean it wasn't copied.
and so he kissed her... with such fierce intent... making her toes curl. Hai Babaji! What the man could do with his mouth! It was tender and bold all at once, and so needy it made her heart ache for him.
But the sound of footstep forced Maan to pull his lips off of Geet's.
That was all it took for Geet to get back to her senses "See I told you we would get caught" she said all flustered trying to cover herself up, only for Maan to sweep her over his shoulder.
"Maan... what are you doing?" Geet struggled.
He didn't say anything but carried her to a little passageway in the room, that hid them from prying eyes should someone enter the room.
"There" he said, gently placing her on her foot, "now no one will see us" he smirked roguishly, only to have Geet look at him incredulously.
"Maan beta" came Daadi's voice not a second later.
Hearing her voice Geet quickly tried to tie the dori of her blouse again, but Maan grabbed both her hands and pinned them above her head.
"Maan what-" but with a guttural moan, he silenced her with a kiss his tongue thrusting deep as his lean body slid against her in a motion that was unmistakably intimate. For a while she struggled against him, but then ... she gave in. Feeling her surrender Maan's hands roamed up and down her sides, over her hips and up to her breasts.
As Daadi called out his name again, Maan continued to kiss Geet like there was no tomorrow. When he finally moved his lips away he saw Geet breathless against the wall, her lips still plump from the thrill they received moments ago. Not wanting to give her anytime to think, he tucked his fingers into her peti-coat feeling the slight tremor as his fingers brushed against her navel. He then began to slowly unravel her saree.
"Maan woh-"
He bent his head to her cheek, dragging his open mouth along her jaw to her ear. "Shhh... Jaan you don't want Daadi to hear us now do you?" When he felt her shake head in 'no' he then whispered "Good girl... now you're going to have to be really quite when I do... this..."
Maan gently used his fingers to pull down the loosened blouse to reveal his most favourite part of her body. He then leaned down to take a peaked nipple in his hot and hungry mouth, making Geet jerk up and arch her back. Geet had to bite her lips to stop the moan that was about to escape her lips. Her breasts were still sensitive from all the attention they had received from the night before. Her mind was swimming and her body alive to the feel of him. She tried so hard not to make any sounds but when Maan had indulged himself with one breast and moved from one nipple to the other and slathered his tongue over it... that was her undoing.
When Maan heard Geet moan, his gently placed one hand above her lips to silence her but it was too late ... for Daadi had heard.
"Maan? Geet...are you in here?" Daadi called out as she continued with her search, but lucky for them she moved away from the place they were hiding at.
"Jaan, if you make sounds like that then you'll surely get us caught" he whispered teasingly.
She could hardly think with him still cupping her breasts. "Well we wouldn't be in this position if you had just let me go in the first place" she huffed back annoyed, prompting Maan to smile at her panting form.
"Have I ever told you how sexy you look, when you're all flustered like this..."
Seeing her flush at his comments, he whispered "no... hah nevermind... i guess I'll just have to show you how much I admire you then won't I..."
"Maan please stop teasing me like this" she struggled once again.
"Oh but love... you should know by now that I absolutely love teasing you..."he smirked.
As they stared each other down, Maan gently lifted Geet and pinned her up using his waist causing Geet to wrap her legs around him. He then pushed into her feminine core, mimicking the act he wanted to perform.
"See what you do to me..." he said hoarsely, letting her know just how hard he was for her.
Geet gulped. She must be mad, both to be considering this, and to be letting him touch her now. They could be discovered at any moment. "Maan... We have to stop."
But at that moment they heard Daadi mutter in annoyance. She turned her head to the side listening to Daadi's footsteps fade away indicating that she had left the room, but she was painfully aware of his body beside hers, of its heat and strength, which could be hers whenever she wanted. The knowledge was as exhilarating as it was terrifying. Merciful Babaji, when had she turned into such a wanton?
"And now the real fun begins..." She heard Maan whisper against her ear, then she felt her body jerk again as Maan feasted on her breasts like a starved man...
Link to Saz's OS Just Do As I Say - My Maaneet OS to find out why i posted this here just read page 8 🥱
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