Part 13
Nihaal walked into the beautiful room which was lit by candles. The decorations were gorgeous and the moonlight was hitting the room. What was even more breathtaking was his stunning and elegant wife who was waiting for him. P2 looked absolutely beautiful. The transparent red sareee was doing wonders to her elegant body. The color brought the complexion of her skin eve more. The saree highlighted every one of her curves.
Nihaal had shut the door and was facing P2 who was looking in his eyes with such deep love. Nihaal huskily and sweetly said " Main tumhe kuch dena chahta hoon" P2 looked at him. He asked her to turn around and close her eyes. He put the necklace on her and gave her the permission to open her eyes. Her face lightened up and she was smiling like anything. She excitedly said "Nihaal tumye... Oh Nihaal!! Thank you so much..." She lovingly said "I love you Nihaal.." Those three words meant everything to him.
P2 shortened the gap between them. His arms enclosed her, pressing her to the warmth and strength of his in a tender embrace which was so loving. She buried her face in his chest and felt his body shudder against the softness of her own. He unembraced her and P2 turned around shyly. Nihaal held from behind gently but firmly and places soft kisses over her neck and back and ran his lips seductively on the side of her cheeks. Gnetly he reached into her saree..and he stroked her soft stomach..he removed ehr saree. P2 turned around and buried herself in his arms. She lookecd up at him, reached up to touch the side of his face with her lips. She placed the lightest of kisses over his face. He began kissing her in return. Gently at first, his hands coming up to frame her face, then with increasing hunger as control slipped away. P2 reacted instinctively, parting her lips for him, offering him the intimacy he demanded, trembling at the force of it. She was a little shy and dropped her eyes awat when he stepped back jsut a little. He swept her up in his arms and took her to bed. They both undressed each other. Nihaal was stunenda t first, then compelled, fascinated, his desire renewed at the sight of her, small, slender and perfect. her skin was deep, dusky color. She was more beautiful than he had imagines.His gaze travelled down to her body,lingering, touching, already making love to her in his mind. P2 looked at his strong muscular chest. She caught her berath seeing beauty in the sheer powerful masculinity of his body. His hands pressed her gently back against the pillows and his mouth claimed hers once more, kissing her until she was breathless. He softly kissed the nape of ehr neck and he took long trail of lingering, passionate kisses over her entire body. He poised above her and lifting her body to his , took in one thrust lovingly. P2 clutched his shoulders. They both wanted to love each other completely. He began to make slow gentle love to her. Gradually the very gentleness became a fine torment for P2, creating such a longing that she instinctively lifted ehr body to his. Reaching for him, opening to him, moving with him, she invited the harder, more demanding thrust of his flesh agaisnt herss. She clung to him, drowned with him inn that small death of ecstasy as fulfillment came.
Afterwards they lay together, limbs still entwined, holding each other close. Too dazed to talk.Their experience was beautiful and perfect. P2 fell asleep, her head pillowed on his shoulder, warm in his arms and his hand gently stroking her hair.
