PariJat's Passionate Winter
WARNING 16+
Part 1
There she sat, in front of her dressing table, taking off her jewellery she had wore in the first light of the morning.. Damn she had been tired, she needed a full on shoulder massage and the best person to provide it was Rajat her husband. His fingers were magical and what he did with them was incredible. She slowly closed her eyes and slid further back into the chair, leaning against the back rest. She let her eyes shadow her vision as she closed them to rest. Her thoughts had gone back to the morning, when her husband Rajat teased her.
**Flashback**
There in the kitchen she stood with her hands full of aata. Her hair was tied loosely behind her head. A curl of hair had made its way down softly splashing against her face; her pallu which she had tucked in her sari had become loose too. She moved her hand to try and push the lock of hair back which had started to irritate her, behind her ear, when she saw her hand full of aata. She sighed deeply wondering how she was to carry on with her job if she felt uncomfortable. She used the back of her hand and gently swept her hair back to the left ear. As she continued with what she was doing, she felt the strand of hair make its way down again. As she slowly lifted her hand to move it back again she was beaten to it by Rajat.
She felt his chest brushing her arm as he gently pinned her hair behind her ear. His fingers lingered behind her ear for a little while longer knowing the effect he has on her. He closed the distance and moved her face in her hair to smell her fragrance. His nose nuzzled her hair as he breathed in deeply and slowly. As he breathed out he felt her stiffen. He now brought his hands to her waist and encircled them around her. His fingers touched her bare waist and he was sure she melted there and then. He heard her fostered breathing as she slowly gave into him. As she felt him blow softly around her ear, she felt herself go weak inside. Her breathing had become abnormal, her legs felt like jelly and she was sure if he hadn't held her around her waist she'd be on the floor right now. He turned her around, with his hands still on her waist he pulled her into him. She slowly led her hands on to his shoulders to help herself balance and looked into her eyes. As if he was hypnotizing her, she moved closer feeling the sexual tension which was now running in the hair. His pelvis was now touching hers, which made her hyperventilate and close her eyes letting herself get lost in him. She unknowingly rubbed her pelvis against his and stopped when she heard his moan.
'Rajat' she whispered as he tightened his hold on her whilst breathing heavily. He looked at her earnestly. First he looked at her starting from her left eye, after about 3 seconds he looked at her right eye. This followed him looking at her lips after 3 seconds. He repeated this a few times and every time he reached her lips with his eyes he let his gaze linger there for longer.
He let go of her waist slowly, moving one hand up to her arm holding her. His other arm followed holding the other arm close to her mouth. He waited to see her reaction. He was surprised to see her move her head closer to his as if going for a kiss, but she moved it away. His hands stayed there as he moved in a second time for a kiss and she moved her face again. He went closer again but this time he let his lips stop at her cheek. Feeling his lips on her cheek, her eyes widened. He then put his hands on her face and moved in for a kiss. She rested her hands on his chest and allowed him to do what he wanted until she heard Veer's her son's scream. Where is my book mumma?' She pushed him away, turning1000 shades of red and ran out finding Veer. He looked at her back as she ran out and ran his hand through his hair. He then noticed the aata which she left on his shirt. He shook his head and followed her.
**Flashback end**
She felt his hand on her shoulder, jerking her awake. She hardly knew when she fell asleep. She looked at him and smiled. He held a hand out to her and waited till she placed her hand in his. Seeing his hand she placed it in his and allowed him to pull her up. He pulled her up a little fast, and as her balance became unstable he let go of her hand and grabbed her waist urging her to hold on to his shoulders. She looked at him seductively. She heard the music in the background. He had put on some sexy music which meant he had a PLAN.
She looked around the room, it was then she noticed that the light had been off and the entire room was surrounded by candles.
You look tired Pari, all day you've been busy. So let me make my woman feel better...I'll give you a massage' he said softly looking into her eyes.
'Hmm... I'd like a massage' she whispered.
He took her to the back of the room where there is a massage table. On the side of the drawer, in a small bowl, was so warm massage oil. 'He planned this before' she thought with a smile to herself. She got undressed and laid on the table a towel covering her bottom half. He rubbed his hand together to get his hands warm too. He made her lie down on the table and asked her to put her face down. When she did he straddle her, he got a few drop of oil from the bowl onto his hand and began to massage her shoulder. He used the flat of his hand, his fingers pressed together to help give even strokes.
She felt herself getting turned on, just by him sitting on her, and when his fingers touched her bare shoulder her breath got stuck. Her body started warming up. She squeezed the towel beneath her hand to stop herself from turning over. She felt him move down to her feet. He rubbed each one taking his time before he worked himself back up her legs to her thighs. Lightly he traced a triangle on each inner thigh a few inches from below her pubic bone to the inside of her knee. He was trying so hard not to ruin this. He felt himself getting turned on; he was beginning to lose himself completely.
He then made his way to her b**t, using his thumb to gently massage the sacrum, the area just above the crease of her buttocks. Her breathing became faster, and she felt herself getting wet. He turned her on, and she wanted him big time. Her back rose up and down as she whispered his name ' Rajat'
He turned her over and poured a few drops of oil on her stomach, he gently started to stroke her belly moving towards her breasts. He rubbed her breasts slowly paying extra attention to them. He looked at her and waited for her to look at him... the minute he saw her unsaid plea he decided to give her a happy ending.
Precap- PariJat in bathroom!
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Anupamaa
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