Hello YHMians...back with a new part! its a long one since I couldnt update it last week...so pls excuse me for the delay and also the length...Hope u like it...
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This part has an overdose of romance as well..so pls kids and innocent souls keep away!😉
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Part 8
He smirked, "Now don't blame me for spoiling your sleep"
"Sacch toh wahi hai...issme blame kaisa?" she chuckled saying that but he was annoyed. She had literally put him off ang angered him like hell. Now she comes to sprinkle salt in his wounds. Before he could start off another brawl, she added, "ab aap yahaan koyi film matth shuru karo...whatever it is, come inside and tell me...waise I also need some help in wearing this...Will you help me Raman?"
He saw her dangling the anklets he bought for her. He couldn't stop a smile seeing her pleading expressions as she asked him help.
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She went inside, the moment she knew that he wasn't anymore upset with her. But he took his time as he knew that what awaited him inside was something really beautiful. He could wait for a lifetime for this, for her! Her request for help was much more than a mere help. He knew that it was an invitation from her to what he had been desiring for from the day he had started seeing her as his wife and not just Ruhi's mother. He couldn't say that he had all of a sudden fallen in love with her just because of her baby wish and his adamance to make her wish come real, but yes he liked her and he saw her as his wife in every essence. If that meant love, then yes he was in love with his wife. For him, love had no specific meaning as he had believed once that he had truly loved Shagun and she too loved him sincerely, honestly but all his beliefs came shattering down when she betrayed him. So love for him in his life had lost its importance then and there. Ishita had come in a fresh breeze into his emotionally suffocated life. She had literally pulled him out of a dark abyss which was swallowing him up. She had saved him and Ruhi, brought them back as a family under her wings.
He had hated her and married her out of compulsion just for Ruhi but now things were different. Like every other marriage, the husband in him desired for her, his wife! He wished to complete the relationship and tag each other as Husband and Wife in every meaning. He wanted some happiness in both their lives, just for them to share with none or nothing else to claim a share, like every couple. If this meant love, then yes he was in love all over again but will she ever understand all this. He had thought that their onward life would be a journey towards something beautiful and special, which perhaps was love but now they were to start it from love atleast he wanted her to believe so. Sincerely he wished to believe in it too but the hurt feelings which Shagun had caused in him had pessimistically held him back from believing it completely!
He slowly went in and saw her sitting on the bed. She sat hugging her knees and as if ready to allow him to help her put on the anklets he had brought for her. He shook her head amused and smiled at her. Bolting the door to the balcony, he walked to the bed.
The anklets lay beside her legs. He sat near her but his eyes alternated between her fair foot and her ankle. The saree ended right at her ankle allowing his eyes to graze only till there. He placed his hand on her knees and the tremble in her reached him. All he could say was "Tumne help maanga tha na?"
The naughty hint in his words made her blush but he instantly added, "matlab yeh pehen ne keliye"
She shook her head wondering what he was intending or should she make it more clear to him as to what she wanted from him.
His hands ignored her tremble and traversed down her legs to her ankle. The moment he touched her bare ankle, she tried to withdraw but he held her ankle with a chuckle, "yahi pehente hai right?
She nodded but the shyness was catching up with her. Without a delay, he put the anklets. It looked lovely on her fair toned skin. He couldn't help but take a moment to admire them together.
Once done, his fingers stayed on to linger around the jewel, occasionally brushing her skin. His seemingly casual gesture as if to get a feel of his gift on her had not so casual effects on her. It felt erotic and she felt her inner sizzle in that passion. The skin under his touches seemed to come alive like never before. She had never felt or even known of such sensations before this. She lowered her lashes shyly but the tense feeling of denial or any resistance seemed to fade away with each passing second. His touches grew more erotic and liberal as he left the anklet to draw a pattern on her skin, and his fingers dared to go up her leg slowly arousing weird sensations inside her. His lips replaced her fingers as he placed feathery kisses around her ankle and lined up kisses down to her toes. She remained still like a doll or like a puppet in his hands. That didn't go unnoticed by him and so his naughty mind went on to nip her toes gently first and then giving her a hard bite and she yelped which sounded more like a husky whimper, "Raman..."
He lifted his face to see her and he replied, "Chalo kuch toh react kiya...warna maine socha ke tum freeze hogayi ho"
She couldn't help but smile while he added, "agar yeh pasand nahi aaya toh main upar se shuru kartha hoom..."
He had dreamt kissing her senselessly so many times and today, he wasn't leaving any stone unturned to relish her totally.
Slowly, he too leaned forward to close the distance between their faces. She turned away and his lips landed below her cheeks but he wasn't the one to give up. He smiled at her innocent resistance as he continued to kiss her tender chin. His hand half circled her and slowly, he laid her down to the bed while the other hand left her leg for the time being and held her head. Kneading his fingers through her hair, he grabbed her closer as he dipped his head into the nook of her neck to kiss her their deeply.
Taking in a fresh whiff of her feminine scent which blended together with her lavender perfume, he further went onto to taste her creamy skin which had always given him a tough time resisting.
She had already closed her eyes tightly as she slithered into the pleasure that his sweet tortures gave her.
He pressed her against his body and together slid down to the bed. He knew it wasn't easy for her as he had already sensed that it was the first time for her. On one side, he was really happy to be the special person with whom she was sharing herself for the first time. No he wasn't the man who would have mistook her if she wasn't a virgin but still, the husband in him swelled in joy to be her first man. On the other side, he was also a little anxious because he wanted to give her the best he could for the simple reason that she deserved nothing but the best.
As his weight nailed her down to the bed, he could feel her tensing up again. He was being as gentle as possible but then some things were beyond all controls. Her shaky body was just the instinct of being touched so intimately by a man.
He parted a little shifting his weight off her, "Relax Ishita...you can stop me any time you want to...I will never go beyond that nor hurt you"
His consoling words were enough to touch her deeply. He was always a supporting comrade to her and even now, he was proving the same. She could see that he had realized that she was tensed and it was also the first time for her. His comforting words and reassuring glances were enough to make her surrender before him. She looked at him from under her lashes and instantly he knew what she wanted and he spoke up with a naughty wink, "haan khudko rokna thoda bohat difficult hoga but I will try my best..."
She rolled her eyes but he didn't allow her to speak anything. He knew that if she started off her lecture then it would go on non stop. He just said looking at her intently, "No lectures today"
He just captured her lush lips with his. She was literally spellbound or rather numbed for a moment before she gave in to his soul searing kiss. Their first kiss had literally blown her off and he was in no different state as he deepened it further as she responded with equal fervor. Her ardour only made him more intense and passionate.
He nibbled on her soft lips as his hands worked their way down to her waist. He had always fantasized playing with her curvaceous body and the only way he could distract himself from doing that was with his taunts on how plump she was. He knew that he had hurled unwarranted insults on her but tonight he would make sure that she knew what she did to him each time she walked past him in that 6 yards saree or as he mocked kapdon ka taan. The effect she had on him was so irresistible that he often had to rush to the shower for cooling himself down.
As he felt that she gasped for breath, he decided to leave her lips for the moment. Moreover, he had more things to focus on tonight. He rubbed her lips with his thumb as if to relieve her of the sweet pain he gave her.
He rolled down beside her to slowly tug away her saree pallu. He kissed her bare shoulders very gently. In the process, he also smiled remembering the previous time when he had removed her pin and pricked his fingers while repinning it up properly. Their equations had really changed after that.
He snapped out of his thoughts when she hugged herself hastily. He chuckled at her innocent shyness and took a moment to stretch up to switch off all the lights. He had read her anxiousness and also what her heart yearned for. In the dim lights, he could see and feel her silky skin as his hands wandered aimlessly along her outline. Her eyes showed that she was grateful and also relaxed with the lights gone. He smiled in reply and went on to open up few of his shirt buttons. She shyly tried to avert her gaze noticing him do that. His romantic gestures and gaze was heating her up but she kept her hands tightly against herself. She turned away from him and he let his fingers run along her back tugging loose her dori which was the only string of confinement stopping her blouse from parting away. She shivered when he seductively lingered his lips up and down her back. He realized that she was too shy and blushing hard.
Her action made him grin naughtily and he knew that she wouldn't turn back to him any time soon. He gently turned her to his side and then took her hand in his, caressing it a little as if in assurance that he wouldn't hurt her whatsoever.
Kissing her fingers one by one, he spoke up "help me Ishita" and guided her hands to his shirt buttons. She shyly looked away but he wasn't the one to forgo his demand. He wanted her to get bolder around him which would also give him the confidence to go on and also believe that she was absolutely ok with what they were doing. He really needed that assurance from her as he couldn't afford to hurt her in any way or rush into anything impulsively in the spur of the moment.
When she realized that he was insistent on making her do it, she fumbled with the buttons while his hands scanned her further to reach her blouse buttons. She had forgotten all about hiding herself from him as she busied herself in the new task that he had given her. His shirt buttons weren't difficult to open up but at the moment, her hands shivered as she tried to unbutton them.
She literally tested his patience before he decided to help her help him.
Soon he freed away the barriers which separated them and he couldn't stop admiring her. Moreover, he knew he had to make her feel beautiful as well, "I have never said this to you Jhansi ki Rani but aaj kahe bina nahi taal saktha..."
She opened her eyes hearing that and sported a question mark which made him smile.
"tum bohat khubsurat ho Ishita...and you bring me alive each time we share a close moment!"
Kahin se kahin ko bhi aayoge waja chale
Puche bina kisi se hum miley
Bandihsein na rahi koi baaki tum ho
Tum ho paas mere saath mere ho tum yun
Jitna mehsus karoon tumko itna hi paa bhi loon
Oh ho ..
His word and magical smile really cast its spell on her and she seemed mesmerized in him. He couldn't hold longer before he buried his head into her neck passionately. He rolled on top of her careful enough not to burden her more but she didn't seem to mind even if he did.
He took captive of her lips once more in an intense blazing kiss where he poured out all his myriad emotions for her, his liking, his desires, his lust, his attraction and yes his love.
Tum ho
Tum ho paas mere saath mere ho tum yun
Jitna mehsus karoon tumko utna hi paa bhi loon
Tum ho mere liye mere liye ho tum yun khud ko main haar gaya tumko
Tumko main jeeta hoon
Oh ho .. tum ho
When they had to part away for breath, he kissed through her lowering himself down exploring the unexplored parts of her, labelling her as his in every inch of her. He could feel her getting less inhibited as he passionately kissed the life out of her. Her hands went around him and her nails dug into his back making him wilder. Her lips weren't any less in giving sweet tortures to him.
As the kisses and intimate touches continued, the time froze for them and the ultimate desire took over uniting them as one. The husky romantic whispers which escaped their lips as they called out each others names echoed through the darkness becoming the evidence to their union.
Kis tarah cheenega mujhse yeh jahaan tumhe
Tum bhi ho main kya fikar ab humein
Tum ho mere liye mere liye ho tum yun
Khud ko main haar gaya tum ko tum ko main jeeta hoon
Oh ho .. tum ho ..
As he finally claimed her, he noticed her eyes glistening with unshed tears and her lips muttered something quite unexpected. He couldn't stop or enquire anything at that moment. So he completed what they started and slid down beside her, still wrapping his arm around her protectively, possessively.
They stayed like that for a brief moment trying to calm both their senses. The silence was really soothing them but he had to break it. So he spoke up, "Did I hurt you Ishita?"
He merely heard her whisper no. He already knew what her tears and "Thanks Raman" meant. Even though she had protested against his loveless consummation and also lectured him about it, she considered this as a favour, and thought that he was saving her or trying to pull her out of something which she considered a curse. It sure ached him when he heard her mutter thanks to him for making love to her. Else, she would have voiced her love for him at those moments which she didn't.
In those most passionate moments, he had seen a desperation in her eyes which could only mean her deepest yearning for a baby.
He had to make her feel special and also counsel her against such desperate thoughts.
Raman spoke up after a deep breath, tightening his embrace around her and pulling her closer. Her head now rested on his chest.
"Ishita, do you know what it means when a husband and wife make love?"
She stayed silent while he answered his own question, "It doesn't mean just the union of their bodies but it means they have become one in everything...jo mera hai woh tera hai waala matlab hota hai..."
She raised her head wondering what he was meaning and he added, "Ruhi sirf mera nahi balke hum dono ki beti hai...It has been like that from the time we got married... Uss hisaab se you are already a mother...I have never thought otherwise ..."
She smiled and rested back on his chest voicing, "I know that Raman"
He went on, "it also means there is no curtain between them...nothing to hide from each other...they are transparent to each other like glass...we have not only claimed each others bodies tonight Ishita but also touched and claimed our souls...ab isske aage aur kuch important nahi..."
His philosophical talk about the love making was indeed interesting to her but she couldn't understand what he was heading to. Was he going to talk about Shagun and the deep relationship he shared with her? Did he also share such a soul touching bond with her?
Such questions clogged her mind and logical thinking. In an impulse, she blurted out, "Kya Shagun ke saath bhi..."
That left him dumb for a while. He stopped caressing her and atleast in his mind, he smacked her for bringing that woman's name into their bedroom, and at such a time when they had just shared some beautiful moments with each other. But he could also sense his wife's mind state and insecurity. Theirs wasn't a normal marriage based on love and such insecurities are bound to creep in.
So he composed himself, keeping his anger under tabs. He replied, "Shagun aisi baatein kabhi nahi samajh paayegi...agar samajhti toh kabhi mujhe dokha nahi dehti...Now I realize how shallow my relationship with Shagun was...I think we were never meant to be together Ishita..."
She smiled or was it a relief that flooded all over her but she also felt a tinge guilty for having spoken about Shagun now. So she voiced, "Hmmm...shaayad hum dono hi ek dusre keliye bane teh Raman...aur isiliye..."
He snapped her words to voice, "Aur isiliye tumne Subbu ko itna khareeb kabhi aane nahi diya..."
She shyly nodded really amazed and amused at his inference which was true to the T. With Subbu, there was always a gap, a distance which she never crossed or never once let him cross. She had assumed it to be her conservative upbringing and orthodox culture that kept her away from him but now when she thought about it, she realized that it wasn't entirely that. She had never once felt this closeness, need for intimacy and romance in her relationship with Subbu. With Raman, even before romance or love, she had sensed a closeness, oneness! And today, they had crossed every barrier, broken every wall and separation between them. Now she had just one wish remaining and she was sure that with him and his support, she would cross that hurdle as well. Her desire to give birth to his baby, their symbol of love seemed to have grown immensely after what transpired between them tonight!
[To be continued]
So how was it?? pls do reply...from here on, the story takes a complete turn to another level...😊
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