kya hai tumhari haathon mein?? Maan asked getting doubtful of geet being hiding something, geet stepped back while he started to inch forward. She lost her balance hitting to the rim of the bed, to support herself held maan's collar but both of them landed on the bed and then maan saw the beautiful color on her hands!! Geet immediately kept her hands aside, she knew it was late bt still she did want maan to see it. But he grabbed her hands and looked at them intently, his sight caught the name on them MAAN
Yeh kya hai geet?? He watched it intently mera naam?? Asked towering her ... ji woh.... Haan aaj sameera ki mehendi hai toh dadima ne mere haath mein yeh she stopped unable to continue, maan aap bata sakte hai aapka naam kaha hai?? she almost pleaded with eyes and the disappointment in them is something which maan did not miss
Kyun?? Itna bada hai cant you see it for yourself?? he was shocked as anyone can make out the name of him, while geet closed her eyes feeling bad for not being able to read it my herself... main unpad hoon{I am an illiterate} she replied recollecting how much she craved to study, how much she wanted to go to school like the girls of her age
You are illiterate?? Even though he repeated the words they were like needles piercing deep into her heart as if taunting geet, kyun nahi padha tumne?? What was wrong?? ... sabka naseeb itna acha kaha hota hai maan!! agar do waqt ki roti bhi mil jaati toh ... she gulped unable to continue
Are you interested in studying?? ... kyun maan?? she looked away, he just pulled her holding the cheeks don't question me if you are interested main tumhe padhaonga, their eyes met geet smiled sachi?? Maan nodded for a yes. She came forward and was about to kiss maan's forhead but stopped realizing what she was about to do...ruk kyun gayi?? Do it he said, gathering her wits geet kissed him finally with her own accord for the very first time shukriya {thank you} she whispered brushing her lips, which turned him on .... This is not the way you should thank me with that said started the night of mad passion.
Next day morning geet was pinning her saree pallo setting herself infront of the mirror fixing her jewellary which dadima gave her. She was plunking the pleats properly when maan leaned on her body plastering her back onto his chest resting his head in the groove of her shoulder, squeezing her waist with his palm which was damn cold as the ac was high, she gasped... Maan, kamse kam brush toh kar lijiye subah subah bed se utharte hi aap shuru ho gaye geet managed saying with that the droopy eyes of maan opened, he turned geet around and slammed his lips on her knocking the breath out of her, taking the senses away biting her lower lip and then upper. Finally observing that geet got lost in the kiss maan left her, mera kaam ho gaya ab tum brush karlo phir se he winked and left to the washroom. Geet blushed looking down seeing maan smiling for the first time ever.
When maan came back from washroom, he saw her fighting with the waist band. He stood behind her helping geet out, I feel you want me again is that the reason why you are standing till now here?? That was actually something running in maan's mind, he wanted to rip her clothes away, make love to her. But its high time that he should stop coz the guests were waiting down for the pooja dadima has arranged for dev and sameera.
Maan kissed her throat and then his hair replaced his lips giving her tickling sensation, she only giggled making him to go fida over her dimples. He bit them hard with the teeth to which geet screamed out, aap bohut badmaash ho gaye hain!! She complained cutely acha?? Dikhaon apni asli badmaashi?? He threw the question back smiling his way out. Geet pushed him away NO dadima wait kar rahi hai saying this she tried to get out of the grip which only tightened dadima se kehdo pehle maan uske baad bhagwaan he pushed geet on the bed, he bit her earlobe
Geet: can I ask you something?? I know I am not supposed to par phir bhi ek sawaal toh main pooch sakti hoon haina??
Maan: kaisa sawaal?? Aaj kal bohut bolne lagi ho he said biting her throat, she hissed mujhe aapke saath aise kab tak rehne hoga?? I mean woh main... her breath got choked when she felt maan holding her waist firmly kyun?? Is that you got bored of all this?? You can leave if you want to he spat out getting up the bed nahi maan main dadima ke liye pooch rahi thi woh jhooti ummed laga rahi hai and I feel guilty. She is taking me to be your... to-be-wife aur yeh sab galat hai I mean
Is it the real reason?? Maan asked with a finality in the voice, if I say I am ready to be with you on the bed for a life phir bhi aapko lagta hai main jhoot keh rahi hoon??
Par kyun??... kyunki yeh mera yakeen hai ki agar aap kisi se bhi shaadi bhi karle aapko sirf meri jaroorat padegi. Its only me whom you want on the bed geet trailed off fearing to meet maan's eyes
Maan just fisted her hair into his palm, and you feel I will marry someone else after using you?? he question with a tinge of uneasiness brewing in the mind listening to geet's words
Geet: maan after all I am a paid s***, how can you forget this?? .... Geet got up from the bed understanding she pulled out things which she isn't supposed to
So confident of yourself!! Haina?? But let me tell you tum chaho jo bhi sochlo, job hi kehlo I am not leaving you for a LIFETIME so better stop calling yourself a paid s***
Geet turned back to look at maan but she could find him, she just ran down stairs for the pooja proudly looking at the other women. Her head raised with a confidence of being bonded with maan for LIFETIME.
Geet stood with few aunties senseless trying to avoid the intense gaze of maan who was getting impatient to have her. She then gave a look to him whose eyes were stuck on her body, geet blushed .... He signaled geet to come to the room, excusing them she did follow bt the moment she entered the door closed. Maan tried holding her, she ran to hide behind the glass pane sticking to it. He watched geet from the otherside, her lips were so tempting, forgetting abt the glass pane he kissed her and groaned as the reality struck god the pane. Geet giggled at maan's restlessness something which she is aware of now something which she understands now. Geet moved forward and kissed the glass pane leaving her lipstick mark on it
Maan: kiss ki uss window pane ki nahi mujhe jaroorat hai he said trying to get geet's hand, she stepped back grinning, itni jaldi?? You will not stop with a kiss I know and finally got trapped between the wall and maan in the balcony
Maan buried his face in thr crook of geet's neck biting the flesh making her scared, maan please ko.... Koi aajayega the door is not closed and we are in the balcony, she held maan's hair running the hand in his scalp, who was not at all bothered, actually unaware of geet's plight. Maan's hand automatically reached to her saree pleats dragging them down, his lips travelled to the cleavage and teeth caught the hooks of blouse trying to free the blouse from her body, maan leave me neeche jaana hai hume and you are tearing my clothes geet said turning her back to him. Maan removed the hair from the back, placed them on one shoulder and kissed her back opening the dori, finally loosing her patience geet pushed maan away to fix her clothes. She went to the washroom holding the pleats, where maan came behind her, you will not leave me right?? Making the pleats he tugged them in the saree skirt, she watched his eyes which had a tale. His hands got the dori tying them while geet hugged maan close letting all the insecurities to wash away jab tak mera jaan hai main aapke paas rahongi she said out while maan's grip tightened around her waist possessively
Precap: same!!I am really happy with the response so can I jump to 240 likes girls?? That's the target
And sorry to all those girls who had to wait long kya karon my M.Tech classes have started that's the reason but then the good news is ill have a lamba wala vacation from 22nd dec to 17th jan till then thoda patience rakho as my updates will go slow probably!!
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