MG FF ~ABHI NAHIN AANA ~ THREAD #8 - Page 26

She hated that tone but she would surely give him nicely before leaving, "thanks Mr Rathode.. I must take my leave now.."

She turned to leave when arjun held her hands and dragged her to the dance floor, "come on..for old times sake.. let me tell you more about yourself darling... am sure you are eager to know..."

"what the hell are you doing? Leave me Mr Rathode.."

Arjun pinned her to him, not letting her move, "come on sweetie pie.. one dance..please..."

She wriggled to get free...he was not giving her good vibes, "no... let me go.."

"I can tell you a lot about your past darling... and when did you meet up with Jazz?", he asked, holding her firm with a hand while the other hand caressed her cheek, tucking the strand of hair behind her ears.

"what are you speaking about you a*shole?", Geet spit out ruthlessly.

Arjun for a moment stilled...was she back? This is going to be f*cking awesome! He looked deep into her wondering if she had finally come back or pretending because the last time he had seen her a month back at the auction, she seemed clueless about herself.

He smirked, pulling her closer to him, until there was no gap for air between them, "I see you are back, Miss handa... Glad to hear those words from your sexy lips.."

Geet was enraged...how dare he! She pushed him away and raised her hand to slap him. but he was prepared. He held her hand mid air and jerked her closer, shocking her beyond limits! The audacity of this man! She gasped feeling his hand shameless snake around her waist and cup her hips making her retch in disgust. She fought to get away from his grip but he seemed stronger, "why are you running away darling? Lets talk for a while.."

Geet struggled hard but he wasn't the one to let go. She hated his mere touch.. how could he? Familiar uneasiness filled her... she felt nauseated and her mind went back to Maan. Everything felt going wrong and her attempts failed. His lips grazed her neck lustfully. He still hadn't forgotten the way maan had used her as his trump card to snatch away those papers in that auction. And now that he had his life in his hands, he'd make sure he made the best use of this. And anyways he had old scores to settle with Geet.

Tears streamed down her eyes unable to move away from this disgusting leech. Those numerous sensations she was getting were bitter.. they made her mad and there were memories of similar feeling from the past but unfortunately she couldn't pin point on one exact thing. It was Only a day since maan was gone and she needed him right now, with her, by any means. His lips went to touch her lips and she moved away her head in disgust.

"maan...", a sob escaped her throat making him groan. He cupped breast in one hand making her cry in disgust, "no...let me go...maan..."

He dig his fingers into her cheek making her look at him, "why are you crying for him sweetheart.. he isn't here...and we have a lot to catch up, don't we?"

"no..let me go...", she pleaded, weakened by the emotions she was being hit all of a sudden, all so familiar and all so disgusting. a familiar ache erupted within..

"you want to go to maan?", he asked her meanly. Her face was smeared with tears and she nodded her head, pleading. He left her but held her hands, not letting her run away, "then run to him Geet... because you will never be able to go back to him after you realized what we shared in the past.."

Her heart almost stopped beating yet she gathered all her courage and screamed at him, "stop lying you bloody bas***d..."

She jerked her hands off and turned to leave when his words almost froze her right there.

"how will you go back to maan hmm?", his voice was cold and dangerous, "knowing you had been with me.. giving me rights to touch you so..."

She turned back to look at him in shock and fear...his touches reeked in her body, "stop lying!!"

He smirked, "you think I'd lie? How will you go back to maan when you had spent countless number of nights with me..on my bed..."

Her eyes widened in shock and tears blurred her vision, "thats not true..", her voice choked.

"come on sweets.. if we hadn't been that close, why would I even dare to touch you in every way possible... those slender legs wrapped around my waist and that sexy A**... f*cking you hard... you can forget but how can I sweetheart?"

She was sure she'd puke right there..this cant be possible. no ways!!

"admit it Geet.. you are cursed.. Maan would hate you if he came to know about this..And anyways, whatever you had done to him in the past, do you think he will accept you? He is not as innocent as you think darling."

She closed her eyes and ran away, as fast as she could. This was not true right? she questioned herself.. . did something similar happen in the past because she was sure she felt things similar! But why did everyone think her to be so wrong.. to have wronged maan...to have hurt him but why doesn't anyone understand that she can't do this to him! hurting him was something she'd die but wouldn't be able to do so! She wiped her tears and rushed out, stopping a cab and rushed back to km. There was still a day before maan comes back... but how will she live this one whole day? she wanted him right now!! she ran into her room and locked herself.

His words echoed in her mind... countless nights on his bed.. she ran to the washroom and threw up everything. She took a shower, rubbing herself.. how can that be possible! his touches still lingered over all the wrong places on her body. She somehow managed to come out and fell on the bed... that still had the feel of their togetherness sometime back. How could she...a tear dropped down and another until she broke down crying!! was he even saying the truth? Even if he not.. she let him touch her! how could she? Just how the hell could she? She cried and cried, cursing herself"was she really cursed?? The curse of being touched'?

She ached to be in his arms, taking away all her pain and agony. She couldn't sleep the whole night, crying for him, craving for him, cursing herself to have stooped down so low...letting that arjun whoever touch her. maan would hate that..he would definitely hate it!! but why on earth every damn thing felt so familiar? Even his disgusting touch was familiar... was it even true what he said? She closed her mouth and cried harder.

The next day it was worse. How would she look into maan's eyes? Ana gathered her luggage and shifted to hostel without a word and Sasha was busy with something regarding her personal matters. She didn't bother her and went to office. Maan hadn't called and she just couldn't stop feeling disgusted!! How can she let maan see her like this...touched!! and the thing that ate her up within was the fear of arjun's words coming true that she did really spend nights with him!!

Unable to concentrate anything, she went back home and dashed into the gym, changing into her shorts and tank top. Her mind was jammed... numb! She was cursed! She hated herself.. her own reflection disgusted her. she closed her eyes, stretched her hands in the air and took a pirouette...how will she face maan now?

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Han...sun saathiya maahiya

Barsa de..Ishqa di..syahiyaa.

Ho.. piya bas teri mein...

Choole tho khari mein...

(ohh beloved, am only yours.. If you touch, I shall become worthy of you..)

She moved in rhythm, letting out her emotions...she was such a bitch! How could she... those familiar feelings from the past only made her doubt on her own self..did she really... she couldn't even think further. Her heart cried to see him.. hold him once.. she was breaking down again!

Hoon Piya Bas Teri Main
(Oh beloved, I am only Yours)
Ho O... Chhule Toh Khari Mein
(If You touch me then only I shall become worthy)
Sun Saathiya Mahiya
(Listen O parter, O lover of mine)
Barsade Ishqa Di Syahiyaa...
(Make the ink of love rain)

Rang Jaaun, Rang Rang Jaaun Re, Haari Mein
(I shall get colored, I have lost myself)
Tujh Pe main, Jhar Jhar Jhar Jaun, Haari...
(I'll sacrifice everything that is mine on You, I'm all Yours)

she slowly opened her eyes feeling so damn ashamed of her own self and there he stood right in front of her, with a worried look on his face. she smiled a bit through her tears..it was a dream perhaps! She closed her eyes again and danced till her heart's content. She felt his hand slide across her waist and pull her to his chest...this was definitely a dream! His lips softly touched hers and she opened her eyes... if it was a dream then why the hell did it feel all so real? His touch was like a breather. She closed her eyes living this dream, giving in.

She opened her mouth to let him in and he did swiftly in one stroke getting deep into her. she sucked on to his tongue with a deliberate moan and broke apart. She kissed him on the corner of his lips, wiping away that warm fluid with her tongue that had trickled down their joined mouths amidst their passion.

"ohh Geet... you are breaking my resolve..", she heard him moan out and felt herself pinned to the wall, with his mouth everywhere on her. she was too lost to understand anything..all that mattered was him with her, holding her tight. His lips sucked at her neck and tongue rolled down to her cleavage, her flimsy tank top doing nothing to stop him. his one hand squeezed her waist while the other dared to move up and caress her swells in a slow circular motion, eliciting a moan from her.

"maan...", she couldn't believe it was her own voice. She felt something straight down between her legs... how could a dream have such drastic effects?

"I missed you..", he spoke breathlessly, biting her erect bud right over her top.

She gasped feeling that sharp bite and flung open her eyes, only to see him, all lost in her. it was no dream... nothing was a dream!!! She moaned in pleasure yet again when he pressed himself hard on her and then it struck... she had done something terrible!!

Her hands that were under his shirt on their own accord, dropped dead by her sides as she detached herself from this pleasure with great difficulty. He was as real as it could get!! Tears rolled down.. what if arjun was actually right? what if she had indeed slept with... she closed her eyes and pushed him away, much to his surprise.

He was startled to see her react like this. She had looked disturbed when he had entered and seen her lost and her tears were definitely a confirmation. She looked broken and hurt. He moved ahead, cupped her face and kissed her yet again. she seemed to be in a denial.. he didn't understand why... why she was fighting when she was so much into this..her feeble fists hit him, pushed him yet she couldn't part him away. After a long breathless moment, he left her and looked deep into her eyes, "what is wrong Geet?"

Her lashes dropped...out of guilt.. uncertainty and that disgusting feel, unable to meet his eyes! She trembled, stuck to the wall but still managed to whisper, "how..how come you are back early?"

He seemed upset. He pinned her hard on the wall, holding her hands right above her head, "tell me what is wrong! Did something happen? Geet..."

His voice was stern yet filled with a sensuality she seemed to gather. But how will she voice out what happened? Familiarity of past were not letting her open up..what if... she shook her head and squeaked, "nothing..."

He pressed his hard form on her, knocking the breath out of her, "you are ling..aren't you jaan?"

She sighed.. knowing he wouldn't budge and gathered up her courage, "i.. missed you.."

He looked deep into her eyes and she tried hard not to fumble, "are you sure?"

"umm.. I missed you so much..", she hugged him tightly, feeling so damn heavy in her heart but how could she let it go? She was cursed... indeed she was!

He seemed to calm down, "Manchester trip was cancelled...i straightaway came to you from Dublin.."

She didn't speak anything but felt a little better in his arms...her premonition was still somewhere scaring her and she had a feeling that it might be coming true!

She broke apart, pretending to be tired and walked to her room. Maan stood there, wondering why did she look so detached all of a sudden. Later at night, he went to check on her and found her sitting by her lappy, doing nothing...just staring at it blankly. He sat beside her and ran a finger across her cheeks, "Geet... are you really okay?"

She was surprised to see him there. but can she face him now? he loved her so dearly yet her confused feelings were so painful. She immediately closed her laptop and pretended to yawn, "am tired maan.. good night.."

She pulled the duvet on her and turned off the lights. He sighed.. she was acting a little weird! He shrugged his shoulders thinking she might be tensed because of office and pressed a kiss on her forehead and left. She sighed in relief... this was easy but for how long?

The next few days Geet kept aloof... she hardly talked to him and pretended to be busy when he'd try to talk to her. he thought it was because Ana left but he couldn't convinced himself. There was definitely something that had stirred her up like that!

That evening he found her in his study, reading some book. He had hardly spent time with her. he went and hugged her from behind, making her gasp. She dropped the book and stilled! He placed a kiss on the nape of her neck and whispered into her ears, "tell me what is wrong! Its three days and you are avoiding me jaan..."

Her eyes widened hearing him... arjun's words came back to her, how will she go back? She tried to pry her hands off her waist but he held her tight and tugged on her earlobe with his teeth, sending shivers down her, "tell me...", he whispered.

Her lips trembled, "n...nothing..really."

He turned her around in a jerk and pinned her to his body, from chest to toes, "stop lying...you are bad at it.."

She dare not look into his eyes. She thought for a moment.. arjun had held her this way as well but it was disgusting despite spending nights with him. and here, she was craving to be touched by this man...something that came from deep within her--far too deep. Did she really wrong him at some point of time? Not able to recollect all her memories had left her standing on wet clay, unstable and unsure! His hands naughtily went round her waist but she couldn't flow with him this time. She hated it as tears layered her eyes and she pushed him away with all her might, "leave me alone maan..."

He stumbled a few steps back and glared at her, to see shocked at her own attempt of pushing him away. Similar things had happened in the past...similar way she had pushed him away but this time he could really sense something was wrong. He watched her cover her mouth in utter disbelief as if she herself wasn't sure she did this... and when he tried to hold her, she ran away. He fisted his hand and slammed it right on the wall. He had thought she'd open up and tell him what is wrong.. but seeing history repeating itself..he won't tolerate!

He strode across the ha;ll angrily and caught her hand as she was entering her room and pulled her hard on him. she winced in pain... his grip hurt.

"tell me whats wrong...", his voice had that dominance, "dare you try to run.and am no f*cking god to know everything without you telling me."

She held herself from running into his arms..she needs to clear her mind first before confronting anything and he just wouldn't let go.

"maan.. leave my hand please.."

His grip tightened around her wrist, "tell me first.."

She wriggled her hand, "let me go please.."

"until you speak out..."

She knew he wouldn't let go. She braced herself up and screamed, "just leave my hand damn it..."

He saw that anger in her eyes..those fiery glints! She pushed him back again and freed her hand, "dare you touch me..."

She slammed her door shut, breaking down completely and leaving him shattered on the other side of the door.

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