we made tamanna with our love os

Tera naam hai...

Dil hi nai har saans me...

Teri khushboo hai...

Is jism hi nai meri rooh me...

Pyar jo kia tune...

Chua sirf is dil hi nai dhadhkan ko bhi...

Taraste hai tere didaar ko...!!

Sirf aaj nai har raat ko...

Taraste hai the ek nazar bhar dkhne ko...

Jo dur hai tu to aankhen hi nai ye dil bhi rota hai...

Siskiyon me jab tera naam hota hai...!

Saanson me basa hai tu kahi mujh me hi rama hai tu...

Jo dur hai tu to lge adhuri zindagi...

Teri khushbu se mehke ye zindagi...

Teri khushboo hai meri saanson me...

Tera naam hai...

Is dil hi nai har dhadhkan me...

none had moved, nor had they spoken a single word to each other, they remained engulfed in the a warmth of their bodies.


maan was shocked beyond return whereas geet was wallowing somewhere between past and present. they both had gone still and an ominous silence hung around.


but the silence was broken by a gruff voice, "why" maan whispered, "he hated me so much that he kept me away from my baby! he hated me so much that he made me hurt you, hate you! how could he geet? how could he?" he finished with bitterness



"it was not only you maan but he made me hate you too! he is quite a schemer, i suppose it is the result of the all the mystery novels that he reads day in and out where the evil conspires and the victim gets tangled more and more in the web of lies deceit and betrayal is what follows. i always knew he was cold but never thought he could be this heartless but now i know and whatever little fog was there its all cleared out now." she said


"what did he tell you?" maan asked as he grinded his jaws

"wait, maan, all the revelations can wait, after all my father seems to have pulled off a coup of the century! would you not like to meet your tamanna?" she finished her voice heavy with emotions while she looked up at the man she loved with tenderness and tears in her eyes.

maan's expression immediately altered from grim to soft, his hard face reflected the love and somewhere he looked anxious.

geet smiled at his expression as if reading his thoughts, "she knows, that you are her father and dont worry, she'll not badger you with questions, now come" with that she took his hand and led him to an adjoining room. the room was dark but once geet switched the lights on maan saw her, his daughter, barely 4 years old, curly hair, milky complexion was sleeping peacefully on the bed with one of her arms around a large teddy bear. maan couldn't believe his eyes, his daughter, the daughter they dream t about, made plans for and fought over, that tamanna was right in front of his eyes. he was lost in his daughter and gingerly took steps towards her. he sat down on the bed beside the sleeping angel and gazed at her, a slow smile lingering on his lips. she was so small, he noted that though she had inherited most of her features from her angelic mother, but her lips were his, those perfect m shaped lips and her fingers they were long just like his. he smiled, and turned to geet.
like a small boy asking for candy he asked, "when will she be awake?"

geet smiled at her husband and replied, "maan it's quite late though when i brought you her that she would be awake because of da..." her voice trailed off


"what did i miss? why? why would she be up till so late in the night?" maan asked sensing something amiss.


"nothing, its just that till you came we were playing" geet said knotting her dupatta.

maan very well knew that something was just not right, geet was trying to hide some important piece of information from him.

"geet all these years miscommunication and and misunderstanding created a rift between the both of us, keeping me away from you and our daughter and yet again you are trying to hide something from me and don't say no because i know you too well.

geet hesitated, "dad had come"

the very mention of mr handa made maan rigid, his face impassive and his eys shards of ice.

"oh i see" he muttered

"he was upset about the fact that our marriage is still very much valid so..." before geet could finish maan chipped in "so he must have thundered and roared like a caged animal scaring the hell out of you and my baby, i have had enough of his nonsense now its time for him to payback" with that maan started towards the door only to be stopped by geet who stood as a barrier.

maan looked at her quizzically and what seemed to her, his eyes conveyed hurt as if asking her, why even after what that man did to us, she was stopping him.

"no i am not stopping you from going to him, even i too have a lot of things to confront but i believe your hatred for your father in law doesn't exceed the love that you have for your daughter and i believe that you would want to spend sometime with her" geet reasoned.

she immediately felt maan's expression soften and his gaze shifted to the little angel.

"she is your mirror image" maan said kissing her small palm

"no, wait till she is awake" geet smiled.

"do you remember the day she was conceived?" maan asked

the unexpected question made color rush to geet's cheeks and she averted her gaze from maan's

"wow, you still blush like a teenager, i still have that effect on you" maan said with a smile.

instead of replying geet threw the pillow on his face.







past





'maan where are you? i am waiting for you' she smsed hundredth time from her phone but failed to receive any reply.




"damn, if he doesn't care neither do i" geet stamped her feet and left the restaurant where she had planned a quite dinner for two since it was maan's birthday. she wanted to surprise maan and hence had not told him anything about the dinner, she had only told him that she intended to dine at her favorite restaurant hence asked maan to be there by 7. but maan as usual was late and this time 3 hours. all the waiters and the eventhe owner of the restaurant had come several times to her table to inquire about her order but she kept on deferring saying that she had company until her patience reached its watershed and she took her purse and stomped off from the place.



maan on the other hand was buried in files and meetings, the day that was supposed to be his birthday was turning out to be the busiest day of his life. he didn't even find time to check his phone, neither the watch. so he had no clue about the time. it was until the last of the client meetings that convened that he checked his watch only to note that it was already 10.30. he brought his phone out immediately only to see several missed calls and smes from geet.



"maan you are dead today, geet will be furious with me" with that he dashed to the said restaurant only to see the waiters bring down the shutters at the place. he knew if he called geet she wouldn't take his calls so there was no point in calling her, but yet he called her, but her phone was unavailable. he knew she must have switched her phone off or kept it on flight mode.



dejected, hungry and tired he headed home. at home once he inserted the key in the lock and turned to open the door, he was startled only to see his house decorated with candles all over. he slowly closed the door knowing too well who had taken pains to decorate the place and he called ou to her, "geet, where are you?' while he moved along his small apartment. he saw the table had been set for two while soft music played at the background. on the table top lay a card. maan took the card and inspected it closely, it was handmade and a message had been scribbled on the insides, it said,






"when you walked into my life i never thought that you were the one
but when our eyes met
I knew that
this is it
you made me laugh
you made live
you made me all that i was
but kept carefully shielded due to the prying eyes of the society
happiness made its way into my life
I came to know of joy
when you look at me
you make my heart flutter
when you hold me close
you make me feel loved and secure
when we kiss
am on cloud nine
with you
I have experienced the best
I never knew prince charming
but now I know
it is you
and you are all for me
happy birthday my love


love
yours forever
geet


when maan looked up he saw geet standing at the threshold of his small kitchen with a small cake in her hands.

Her face illuminated by the candles on the cake, while she moved towards him singing happy birthday in a soft whisper. She looked like an angel, ones that he had read about in fairytales.


"chalo maan you have wasted quite a number of hours and now it's only half an hour before your birthday gets over so let's cut the cake.

Speechless maan went where geet took him and cut the cake in a daze. he was touched by her gesture.

"Thank you, I thought you were angry, i never thought a day would come in my life when somebody would celebrate my birthday with so much love, thank you for coming into my life and bringing in so much happiness" he mumbled

"ssshhh maan , now cut the cake and then we have to dance as well" she smiled mischievously

Maan frowned at her suggestion and then only did his mind register the slow sweet music that was being played at the backdrop, he realized that the small stereo that perched on one of the shelves was on all the while. He quirked his brows, "is that your idea of a gift? If so? Then I like it, I love slow dancing with you" he whispered with one of his tradenark sweet seductive smiles that made geet's heart jump.

Maan frowned at her suggestion and then only did his mind register the slow sweet music that was being played at the backdrop, he realized that the small stereo that perched on one of the shelves was on all the while. He quirked his brows, "is that your idea of a gift? If so? Then I like it, I love slow dancing with you" he whispered with one of his trademark sweet seductive smiles that made geet's heart jump.

turning her gaze away from him she smiled.

they fed each other cake and geet smeared some cream on maan's face only to get an angry stare in return. when she held her ears in mock apology, he crushed her to him.

as if both had been transported to their dreamland.

the song on the stereo changed from a soft number to a slow seductive one and at the very moment maan led geet to the centre of the room near the stereo. all the while they had their eyes on one another. as if in trance they started swaying to the music. their bodies, brushed against each other, they were too close, their breaths mingled with one another. they gazed into each other and as if heat, some sort of electricity passed through them. maan twirled geet in his arms. she felt so soft, she smelled of raspberries and her lips glistened in the low light. her face looked angelic. maan couldn't tear his gaze off her. geet shivered under his intense gaze and tried to distance herself from him but maan held her close. she leaned in to hear his heart beats while maan caressed her back ever so lightly that her skin broke into goose pimples.

"maan , i think i should leave now, its already too late" she said

"no please, i need you" his voice came in low husky whisper

"but" she looked up to meet his gaze only to find love, true love looking back at her , who was pleading her to stay and she couldn't refuse at the moment.

on the other hand get's father prowled around his study trying to reach geet for the umpteenth time since he was home but yet again his darling daughter's phone went unanswered. he was frantic once he realized geet's absence from the dinner table, on prodding the servants he got to know whole she had been home but it was only in the evening that she went out and had not returned since then. he was worried about her and recently her daily routine had bothered him the most, especially with that boy coming into the picture, he thought with distaste. why couldn't geet be wise and practical in her choices, he thought. in the case she was just like her mother who had eloped with a good for nothing fellow. with that he tried getting through his daughter yet again.

their beautiful moment was broken by the shrill ringing of the phone. it was geet's phone that was ringing. she istantly picked it up seeing the caller id showing'dad'.

'yes papa' geet asked nervously

"where the hell are you? and have checked the time" mohinder handa snarled over the reciever

"ye...yes" geet mumbled

"then get back now , i said" he thundered

"no" geet said

what made her say that she didn't know, but the tone of her father's voice, his command, somewhere had antagonized her and before she clicked her phone shut she simply said, "am an adult and i know what's right for me, all my life i have followed your commands, seen to it that your wishes are fulfilled, but not anymore, i too deserve a life and am gonna live my way. am at my friends so don't bother. I'll be back home tomorrow"

mohinder handa was too stunned to react for a minute or two he simply held the receiver in his hand but the very next moment the servants heard a loud crashing sound from the study and they rushed to see as to what had happened. there lay on the crimson carpet a picture of him and geet together framed in a rare crystal frame.

'do you think what you did was right" maan asked geet as they sat together in the small couch, geet leaning against maan.

"why you dont think that what i did was right?" geet asked gazing into deep recesses of his eyes

"you are always right" with that maan leaned down to kiss his lady love

the kiss started as slow and warm, with maan taking his time to explore her mouth. he licked her lips, making her gasp. he let his tongue dance to the rhythm of their kiss, stroking her on the insides while simultaneously bringing it out just on time. geet's arms went around his neck while she leaned closer,closest to maan. she felt herself transformed into liquid. her hand roved around his torso feeling his hard muscles while she moved her lips in accord with maan's. their lips moved in perfect symphony moving up and down with each other while they felt and heard their moans. maan tightened his grip around her kissing her with passion, his entire body was on fire, hot desire coursed through his veins. the kiss had turned warm and hungry with geet taking lead. she sucked on to his lower lip drawing his tongue into his mouth. the very gesture made maan go wild as he lowered her on the couch and came on top of her. his lips not leaving her's. he kissed her on her eyes, coming down on her cheeks sucking them, making her gasp and then her throat wher he bit her leaving his marks, he kept on moving lower till the time he reached her b***st and as if geet was brought out of the trance. she jumped up from the couch, setting her duppatta right.

warning: the part contains 18+ content

past

the awkwardness of the moment made Geet cringe, what was she doing? her hands were already busy wringing her dupatta around her fingers and her head hung down, as if in mortification of her deed.

"is she ashamed of herself? did i make her feel ashamed? but why" Maan's mind was a whirlwind of emotions whereas his face appeared to be a collage of various expressions, from confusion to bafflement to anger. he felt disappointed at the same time that his love felt that the act was shameful, whereas it demonstrated their love for each other.


'come Geet I'll drop you home, already it is way too late, and your dad must have lost a kilo pacing in his study' Maan said.

the sarcasm in his tone was quite evident and hence Geet looked up, searching his features.

"what!" he barked at her which made her jump

'why are you behaving like this?" Geet asked uncertainly

"why? as if you don't know?" Maan drawled

"no, i dont" her mutinous and hurt gaze met his and once again Maan felt himself drowning in those hazels


your eyes are a myriad of expressions
they are the window to your soul
your heart
when i look into them
i feel myself getting lost
the more i look
the deeper i go
i see love
love
care passion
compassion
care
all of it for me
but then
why do i feel uncertain
why is this insecurity gnawing at me
as if
you'll leave me
or
someone would take you away from me
why
when i see you dedicated solely to our relationship
is it the warning of an impending storm...

"what Maan? what are you trying to see" her sweet voice jarred him out of his reverie

"nothing" he tried evading and looked away

"you know, you cannot lie, then why do you? that too me? tell me Maan? what is it that's troubling you?" Geet implored


'are you ashamed of me?" his question left Geet dumbstruck, never in her wildest dreams had she thought that she would have to hear something like this from his love.

"no!" "why would i?" Geet denied vehemently, her face a compass of hurt.

"then why did you behave like that, don't you trust me?" Maan asked

"off course i do, but its just i.. it was all very new to me, i have never felt anybody's touch, and i didn't know what to do and i went with it but you were going too fast and i just didn't know what to do..." Geet's words came out in torrent.


"my you were nervous!" Maan hand shot to his forehead and he immediately crashed on the couch laughing. all his worries vanished within seconds, he couldn't believe that while he was sulking over her feeling ashamed of her she was, all the while thinking about her performance.


"what happened Maan? i just don't understand you and your whimsical behavior! what is it? one moment you all lovey dovey, all over me, kissing me, next you are stern and unreadable and then the worst of all, now, you are laughing! what am i going to do with yo... ouch!" before she could finish Maan pulled her down to him and crushed her to his arms.


"love me" he looked deep into her eyes and his voice sounded like silk

"hmm" Geet immediately became aware of his mood and she flushed

"so tell me Geet, which part did you like the most, my caresses, my touch or my kisses" Maan's voice changed to a slow husky whisper while he nuzzled into her ears. his breath fell seductively over her neck and it tingled her senses.

"huh Geet, which one was better, my kisses, the feel of my touch or my caresses?"with that his hands moved along her body, touching and caressing her while his mouth left soft, small butterfly kisses along her ears and neck.

Geet sighed, her lips trembled, her breath came in slow gasps while she gulped.

"Maaann" she moaned while Maan's magic worked his way to her cheeks

"hmm Geet, what? tell me, which one did you liked the most?" he said


"please Maan" Geet was hyperventilating by now

"what please Geet" he nuzzled her nose while laving a sweet slow peck on her lips, the magic of which lingered on

"hmm Geet, bolo" he implored

geet couldn't take his torture any more and crushed herself into him, their hearts thudded in absolute symphony while their breaths mingled with each other, they held onto each other tight. geet's body pressed into maan's in seductive way, her b***** brushed against his chest while her hands moved generously along his taut muscles, feeling him get h**d with each of her touch. without warning maan lifted her up into his arms. her eyes snapped open only to encounter sleepy bedroom seductive eyes of her love. his chocolate brown eyes drew her like a moth to fire and she felt a strange sensation, that made her shiver.


"are you cold sweetheart?' Maan whispered close to her mouth, their lips brushing against each other, Geet looked up, her hazels were a mix of love passion and innocence and she felt herself drowning in his love, his voice pulled her towards him, her heart sang his name.


"dont worry, I'll make you all warm" with that Maan led her to his room and kicked the door shut.

he laid her gingerly on his small bed, her eyes remain closed, while she felt his presence near him.
he nuzzled into here ears, while his hands roamed along her body, Geet felt her dupatta slide away only to be replaced by his lips, he left slow, long lingering kisses along the length of her neck to her cleavage. he licked her ears and Geet moaned, he bit her slowly on the area above the hem of her kurta and Geet writhed.

"do you like it" he teased her

the very next moment Geet felt empty, he was nowhere near, she opened her eyes only to find Maan perched at the end of the bed where her legs lay.

looking straight a her, not taking his eyes off her even for a second, maan bend his face and kissed her on her foot and blew into her payel, the very next moment geet knew her payel had left her feet. he sucked her toe slowly and geet gasped, she had never known that such a simple gesture can give pleasure like the way it was. her body was now a hostage of maan, and he just knew all the right places to touch and caress. coming over, geet felt his weight on her, while his face hovered over hers. she opened her eyes only to see Maan gazing at her loving, at the very next instant she felt him lower his head over her's while his lips settled over her sweet ones. the sent fireworks coursing through them, they touched each other, felt one and another while their souls mingled into one. it was slow in the beginning, but eventually picked up speed, their tongues engaged into a battle of Passion invading into one another's mouth. the kiss made both hot and warm with desire. their lips molded into each other's as if they were meant to be, and so were they.

not leaving her mouth even for a second, maan lifted her a bit, while his hand reached for the zipper of her kurti. this made geet stiffened, and their kiss was broken, their eyes met and all geet saw love but somewhere geet felt unsure, "trust me" maan said in broken whisper and it was all the assurance geet needed. the zip gave away and soon geet was left bare from top, only in her inner. Maan's smouldering gaze roved lustfully over her top half. though Geet tried to cover her with crossing her hands over her b***** yet she felt Maan's gaze burn her skin,. she failed to look him in the and looked away. Maan settled behind her back and moved her hair to one side. what he say was smooth flawless skin. holding her by her waist her brought her closer to him, he dipped his head into her skin and left soft wet long kisses along the length of her spine, he tugged at the one barrier holding her b** with his teeth. it made geet gasp aloud while she turned into his arms and held him close to her. maan caressed her back, while his hand lingered on the band. geet knew the impending and shut her eyes close tight.

"please Maan' she whispered

"please what sweetheart?' he asked

"cover me first" she replied

Maan looked deep into her hazels and laid her down once again on the bed while he began stripping, first his shirt, then his belt and the rest geet didn't wait to see since she had closed her eyes again but she could hear. soon the remaining that were covering her body became maan's sole agenda. Geet felt the straps of her b** slide away while maan bit her on her shoulders while he slowly moved towards her b*****, he nuzzled her n****** with his nose while his hands caressed them ever so lightly, soon his mouth replaced his hands and he loved her soft c**v** with all his might sending her into a tizzy, kissing and li*k*** them. her salwar and the remaining also joined the heap of clothes that now settled on the floor. both were bare and were covered in the same blanket. Maan took his time exploring her body taking turns and giving special attention to all her pleasure spots. he left no part of her body untouched. each part was touched caressed and loved with equal affection. Geet too took time in loving and exploring maan while their moans filled the air. just when maan felt Geet was all ready, he came near her and whispered.

"sweetheart it'll hurt a bit the first time, please forgive' and left a long lingering kiss on her lips

Geet instead of being anxious asked, "will it hurt you too Maan?"

this query mad Maan's heart swell with love and at that very instant he was in her.

tears rolled out of her eyes while she moaned, "Maan"

Maan kissed her and wiped her tears away with his mouth, "yes sweetheart"

Maan gave her time to adjust while he whispered sweet nothings into her ears to ease her.

soon the initial pain was replaced by pleasure and they they were at it together. Maan tried to make it the best for Geet while Geet poured all her love for Maan until they reached the peak together and crashed into one another giving each other the most beautiful gift, "Tamanna😉

this is just an except from one of my stories and today when i came to IF i was busy reminiscing about all the good things that happened to me this past year and the story is one of them and hence i transformed few of the parts into an os. i hope you all like it and here's wishing you all a very happy prosperous and glorious year. for the full story you can check the link below

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