Hello shello everyone. Part B is just coming up 😃
Part 35 B
Walking into the bedroom, Milind laid Prachi carefully on the bed. The room was softly lit by the moonlight sneaking in through the large glass windows. He stood back to admire her. Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted with her laboured breathing, her beauty even more enhanced by the moonlight and with a desperate tug at his shirt, he shrugged it off quickly and threw it away. His phone followed quickly, landing with a soft thud on the side table. Not wasting a second more, he joined her on the bed, his large body almost covering hers. Cupping her face, he brushed his lips against her swollen, tender lips. Completely lost in the moment, Prachi lifted her face, offering her lips to his silent question. Her fingers clutched against his vest, pulled him closer. Getting all the encouragement he needed, he immediately took her waiting lips again in another sensual assault, his foot tracing hers in another erotic dance of their own as her anklets jingled in submission.
Moving away from her lips, he slowly moved her saree covering her midriff. His breath caught at the sight of creamy skin and small waist, he traced his finger down to her naval in wonderous appreciation. Gasping at the new sensation caused by his fingers tracing her untouched skin, Prachi's hands instinctively rose to stop him. With a slight shake of his head, he held both her hands and pinned them down on the bed on either side of her. Her silent struggle to free her hands was easily overpowered by his strong grip and she moaned and jerked as he placed his lips on her soft skin. His stubble pricked her, his lips warm as he placed soft kisses along her midriff travelling down slowly. Having completely lost all sense of reality, Prachi's mind registered only the feel of his hands and lips on her as she shivered and gasped under their onslaught. Kissing his way down, he suddenly let go of her hands. Holding her waist on either side with his hands, he dipped his tongue into her naval, tracing an even more erotic pattern. His teeth grazed and nibbled and his tongue continued to drive her to the brink of ecstasy. With a shuddering moan, Prachi's hands rose to clutch his head, her fingers curled tightly in his hair. Having a mind of their own, her hands were one minute pulling his head even more closer to her and the other minute pushing him away.
His control dangerously close to snapping off completely, Milind moved up and covered her body completely with his, pinning her down on the bed. He buried his face in her neck, his hands gathering her trembling body tightly against him. "Prachi…….", he moaned her name against her neck, her lips travelling down the length of it. His hand pulled the sleeve of her blouse slightly down her shoulder, giving his lips better access and he bit on her shoulder softly. Prachi moaned his as her fingers dug in his shoulders, "Mi….lind". Looking up at her flushed face, he felt his heart constrict with such love and longing that his eyes smarted with tears. Hair spread on the pillow, face flushed, dressed in a saree and hands full of mehndi, she looked like his bride. His heart flipped over. Yes, his bride. That's what he wanted. He wanted her to be his bride, his wife, the mother of his children. Heart singing with joy, with a slight smile, he traced his finger along her cheek. Suddenly he knew that he won't be able to make love to her now and let her go away from him the next morning. He knew that he could make her his this very moment and she wouldn't stop him. She would give herself willingly to him, to the man she loved and trusted more than life itself. But he wouldn't do it, he couldn't do it. He loved her and respected her far too much to have a snatched moment now and leave her the next day. He wanted to make love to her when she would be legally his, When they would legally have every right over eachother, When he would know that she would go to sleep in his arms everynight and wake up in his arms every morning, When she is his… wife. He kissed her softly on her lips and whispered, "I love you, Cherry".
Prachi slowly opened her dazed eyes and looked at him, her mind still mushy. She smiled at him dreamily, her eyes not completely focused yet. He smiled at her, running his thumb over her cheek. Things slowly started registering in Prachi's mind as she realised where they were and how they were. Her eyes reflecting shock, embarrassment, shyness and confusion, her lips wobbled dangerously and she buried her face in her hands.
Bending down to kiss her hands, Milind pried them away from her face and placed her hands on either side of his face. "Prachi…., look at me", he commanded huskily. When she didn't respond, he bent down to kiss her closed eyes. "Open your eyes, darling. Please…..", he said again. Prachi opened her moist eyes slightly and with a chocked sob, buried her face against his shoulder. Running his hand through her hair, he said softly, "I got carried away, Prachi. Believe me, I didn't plan it this way", he said softly.
"I know", Prachi whispered against him and looked at him slightly scared, "But………please don't say sorry", she said, her lips trembling.
Startled, Milind cupped her face and looked into her eyes, "No…….no darling. I am not sorry. Whatever happened now had been the most beautiful moment of my life. How can I be sorry? Are you?", he asked huskily.
Prachi shook her head shyly and buried her face against his chest smiling against him. With a chuckle, he hugged her tight repeating over and over again how much he loved her. Moving away from him slightly, feeling very conscious of the state she was lying in, she tried to cover herself properly with her saree. Shaking his head again, he held her hands and moved them away and placed his hand over her midriff, his fingers gently playing with her skin. Blushing furiously, she rolled over and buried her face in her hands. With a soft chuckle, Milind rolled over too, his hand still holding her around her stomach. Moving her hair away from her back, he groaned again on seeing the dori of her blouse. "Temptress", he said huskily and buried his face in her back, kissing his way up to tug the dori open with his teeth. Prachi curled her fingers in the sheet, clutching it hard. "What are you doing to me, sweetheart? I am only human", he groaned and rolled on to his back and pulled her against him. Placing her head on his chest, she closed her eyes.
Milind held her by her waist and the other hand stroked her head and he placed soft kisses on her head now and then. Prachi curled her fingers in his vest and sighed softly feeling safe and content. They just lay there silently when suddenly Milind said, "Prachi, As soon as I come back from Canada, I want to meet your parents. You either tell them about us yourself before that or we can do it together on that day", he said huskily. He didn't think that he could wait any longer.
Prachi looked up with sleepy eyes, "Yes, Milind. And Papa……",she stiffle a yawn.
Smiling at her, he said, "Go to sleep, sleepyhead. We shall talk later. Don't worry about your Papa. I will be in my best behaviour", he said confidently.
Lying down on his chest again, she shook her head, "No,……Milind. I have to tell……. you something", she yawned again. Stroking her head, he said, "Later, Cherry, go to sleep", he stiffled a yawn himself.
Disturbed by the ringing of the phone, Milind opened his eyes and tried to focus. Feeling a weight on his chest, he looked at a sleeping Prachi and smiled happily. Holding her close, he reached for his phone on the table and squinted to look at the time. It had gone past 1 am and he groaned realising how late it was. The phone rang again and he picked up immediately and said groggily, "Hello" and heard Lisa's panicky voice.
"Milind, Where are you? Where is Prachi? Neev called a while ago asking where she was. I lied to him that she was asleep. You should have brought her home a long time ago, Milind. Where is she?", she spoke rapidly, her voice coveying her worry.
Feeling bad that she was so worried because of them on the day of her wedding, Milind appologised quickly, "I am sorry, Lisa. She is with me. I should have brought her home earlier. It was my fault. Let me wake her up".
Worried even more, Lisa hesitated, "Milind, you guys………I mean. Its so late……..You and Prachi", she stammered.
Quick to understand, Milind reassured her, "Lisa. Its not what you think. Prachi is safe with me. She had fallen asleep and I had too. That's why I didn't realise how late it was. I love her too much to hurt her, Lisa", he said soflty.
Lisa sighed in relief, "Sorry, Milind. I was just worried". "Its okay. Let me wake her up", he said and shook Prachi. "Prachi, baby, get up. Its time to take you home".
Prachi stirred sleeply, "Let me just sleep, Milind………please……..", she whined and buried her face even deeper into his chest, her hand holding him close.
Lisa smiled on the other side of the phone, "Milind, leave her. Bring her home in the morning. You guys get some sleep. And…….Sorry", she said and hung up after Milind assured to bring Prachi home as early as he can.
Milind looked at Prachi with a smile. She is such an innocent darling, he thought with his heart swelling up in love. He smiled even more as Prachi's foot traced his trying to get some warmth. It had gone really cold and pulling the duvet on them, he pulled her even closer. His fingers stopped tracing her waist as Prachi squirmed in her sleep. Content in holding her snug against him and revelling in her warmth, he fell asleep again with a smile on his lips.
Prachi stirred holding on to the warmth even closer. She smiled in her sleep. It felt divine to stay warm. Her hands moved up and down and feeling the rock hard warm body under it, her lashes fluttered open slowly. Realisation dawned on quickly and she blushed crimson. Oh god, she had fell asleep in his arms and its almost morning now. They had spent the whole night like this, she thought with wonder and blushed even more as the memories of the night before flooded in. She smiled as Milind's arm held her closer as she tried to get up. Looking up into his sleepy face, she traced the stubble on his chin. He looked like a baby when he sleeps, she thought lovingly. But she knew how naughty this baby could be when awake, she thought shyly biting on her lip. Reaching up, she kissed him on his chin and swiftly got off the bed. She smiled as Milind immediately rolled over and arms and legs wide apart, he occupied most of the bed. With a slight shake of her head, she walked away to freshen up.
Carrying a coffee tray, she walked in later and saw that Milind hadn't moved an inch. Placing the tray on the side table, she opened the door and walked into the balcony. She stood there leaning against the wall looking at the still dark sky. There were telltale signs that the sun would raise very shortly. She felt happy and content. She had no regrets and didn't care if anyone came to know that they had spent the night together here. She knew that she wouldn't have stopped him if he had wanted to make love to her. She felt that she was his already and she could be only his. She marvelled at the way that one person has changed her life, her outlook, her priorities, her whole being. Now all that mattered to her was him and him alone. And last night, once again he showed her how much he loved her and what she meant to him. Her respect and love for him grew even more if it was possible.
She sighed as she felt his hands around her and leaned back against him. Milind buried his face in her shoulder as he held her close against the morning chill. They just stood there in silence relishing their time together. They both knew that today was the last day and he would leave that night. They smiled in unison as the first rays of the sun hit the sky turning it into streaks of blue and yellow. The water droplets from the chilly night glistened on the trees mingled with the chirping of the birds as they welcomed another dawn. Prachi looked up to smile at him and Milind bent to kiss her forehead. "I wish every day would dawn upon us like this", he said huskily and as Prachi turned to hug him, he held her close. "Did I smell coffee?", he asked softly against her ears and she smiled.
Walking in, Milind poured the coffee and sitting up on the sofa aginst each other, they drank it in silence. Replacing the cup on the tray, he pulled her close and whispered, "You know we cooked together and even slept together. Now how about a shower together? That's the only other place left now", he nibbled her ears naughtily and laughed as she started to hit him.
"Besharam, let me go", she squirmed in mock anger and he held her close and kissed her pouting lips.
"Just asking!!", he gave his best innocent look and Prachi giggled and kissed him on his lips.
As Milind told her about the phone call from Lisa, Prachi called her friend quickly applogising and assuring her that she would go home and change and come to her as soon as she can. Her flushed cheeks made Milind realise that Lisa was teasing her and he smiled at her earning a warning look from her. They got into the car and drove towards Prachi's house. Turning to look at her, Milind said naughtily, "I am glad that your saree is crease-free. Otherwise you would have been a sight to look at", he chuckled as she hit him.
As he dropped her near her house, she turned to look at him with eyes full of love, "Did I tell you how much I love you?", she asked softly.
Moved, Milind traced her cheek, "Not in the last few hours", he said huskily. Prachi threw herself against him and hugged him tightly, "I love you, Milind. I love you more than anything else in this world", she said, her voice shaking with emotion.
Milind held her close and whispered, "Same here, my love. All I need in this world is you and your love, sweetheart". As he drove away, Prachi stood there a long time before turning and rushing home.
Love Friendship Dating and Relationships
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