Thts so sweet of u Sanju. Apne busy schedule main time nikaalkar u wrote a os for Tai. Love u Sanju. Humaara laadla Sid bhi hain os main👏👏👏 Tai ka toh pata nahi main zaroor blush karrahi hoon. Take care Sanju. Beautiful os 😳😉😳Originally posted by: sanjinimala
"Made For Each Other"- Rantara OS
Dedicated to Rasika Di!
Congratulations for the completion of one year in the forum!
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Standing in the doorway of her apartment, the television news blaring behind her, Antara held tight to the warm, male body against her. Raghu's thick arms held her so tight her feet dangled off the ground, and she was pretty sure she couldn't breathe, but she couldn't bring herself to give a damn. All she could think or breathe that he was here, solid, in the flesh.
She hadn't expected him. He hadn't told her he was coming. But she opened her apartment door to find him on the other side, leaning against her door frame like he could stand there all day and smiling at her.
"I got some leave time and they let me come home," he said.
She'd been so excited to see him she threw herself at him. She hadn't seen him in months. He'd been on ship for the last six months.
"I was so scared you wouldn't come home." She whispered the words into his throat, unable to stop her voice from trembling.
Raghu was a Marine. Every time he deployed overseas she was terrified he might not come back. For six months, she feared for his safety, wondering, hoping, and praying he'd come home safe. He was here, solid and in the flesh, safe and in one piece. She could finally breathe again. If he left her right then, she might just shrivel up and die.
"I'm safe,Antara . I told you I would be. I always come home." He pulled back, setting her feet on the floor. As he met her gaze, his somber and searching, he tucked her hair back behind her ears. "I missed you too Antara.
Before she could blink, Raghu cupped her face in his hands and covered her mouth with his. For a moment, Antara stood frozen. His soft lips moved against hers, a soft play of lips. The hot, heady wetness of his mouth had her tummy in a whirl. Her mind reeled.
Raghu's mouth slanted over hers. His soft lips plied and tugged, his kiss growing hungry and possessive. His tongue thrust into her mouth, flicking against hers, and every thought of pushing him away fled as something else took hold of her. Something she hadn't allowed herself to feel but could no longer deny. Suddenly she was noticing the man, not the friend. He'd been a Marine for over fifteen years now. Every inch of the man was solid muscle. She'd hugged him before. she'd seen him wrapped just in towel.
Now the feel of all those muscles pressed against her set fire to her insides. His solid chest and broad shoulders. His lean, washboard abs. The unique male scent that was all Raghu, so familiar yet its effect so different it made her head spin. Even the press of his thick thighs against hers did things to her insides she'd never felt before with him. He was hard as granite behind the zipper of his jeans, and his thick erection throbbed against her stomach. Heat pooled, liquid and molten, in her core. He lit her body on fire in a way no boyfriend could ever have done.
A quiet moan left her throat. Her body sagged into his. Her arms wound themselves tighter around his neck, drawing him somehow closer as she lifted onto her toes to deepen the contact.
As if sensing her surrender, his hands released her face, and his arms came around her body again, crushing her against him. He let out a quiet, relieved groan that sounded torn from his chest. His body trembled against hers, and for a moment, they clung to each other, as the kiss softened to something more tender, more achy and needy.
His mouth moved, his velvet lips trailing across her jaw and down her neck, sending goose bumps skittering across the surface of her skin. Her heart pounded. Her blood rushed in her ears. Her world felt as if it had tipped on its axis. It had never been this way with him. At least, that's what she'd told herself.
But all she knew, all she could think or breathe, was how much she needed him right then, needed to be as close as possible. The feeling made her wonder when his feelings for her had changed. When hers had. Yet at the same time, it felt as if it had always been there, simmering beneath the surface. It scared the hell out of her, but she had no desire to deny it that she was in love with him.
She pulled him inside, shoving the door closed behind her, and turned her head. Finding her mouth, he kissed her as hard as never before,giving back what she gave him. Something shifted between them. The invisible band keeping them apart snapped. Hands flew everywhere, shoving clothing out of the way. He pushed her t-shirt up her chest and bent his head, his hot mouth latching onto a puckered, aching nipple.
Her hands automatically moved to his jeans. Raghu yanked it open, taking the zipper with it,. He groaned, pushing into her hand for a moment, before his hands moved to the waistband of her jeans. He undid the button, slid down the zipper, red and embarrassed she released him long enough to shove her pants down her hips. Her arms covered her chest as she squeezed her eyes shut.
As he threw their clothes away, his gaze caught hers. Something hot and tangible moved between them. A silent acknowledgement. He reached down and lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed. Her back hit the mattress underneath her as his mouth crashed down on hers once again.
Their bodies surged together. She closed her eyes and held on tight, her fingers clutching him close. The sounds of their intense coupling echoed in the bedroom.Her soft moans and desperate pleas. His quiet loving words. His whole body tensed, tightly strained, as he filled her, retreated and filled her again, pushing into her over and over. A fierce, desperate rhythm that sent her body careening toward the edge of oblivion then shoved her over it. Her nails curled into his shoulders as she shattered around him, aware only of him, of her name rolling off his tongue on a quiet groan as he shook against her hard and deep.
He dropped his head into the curve of her neck, his breaths harsh and ragged and hot against her skin. She buried her face in his throat, inhaling his scent with every breath. How long they remained that way, she didn't know. Long moments passed as they simply clung to each other in the aftermath of something more powerful than the ocean tides.
Raghu was the first to move. He lifted his head, tenderness in his eyes that caught her in the chest as he peered at her. He looked every bit as leveled as she felt. Their exchange hadn't been about love making.It had been...something phenomenal. A connection, of minds and souls, beyond the body. Never in a million years would she have thought she'd find that with him, the acknowledgment of which echoed back at her from his dark dangerously looking eyes.
He stroked her face with his fingers, soft and tender, and smiled. That familiar dimpled grin she could only admit now that made her stomach do somersaults and had been for years.
"I can't hide it anymore, Antara." He whispered the words between them as he leaned his forehead against hers. "I can't hold back anymore. It's always been you. You're the whole reason I come home. You're what I come home to. What I'll always come home for. I love you. I've always loved you."
Tears streamed down her face, an unstoppable river as the truth flowed over her, through her. It was as if the knowledge had always been there, all along, waiting for her to see it. Or perhaps for him to open the floodgates.
She pressed her mouth to his, whispering against his lips. "I love you too Raghu."
And Rantara got married soon after. Over the years Rantara were blessed with a baby boy and they named him sidhant. And they lived happily ever after in the Rantara land full of love and romance.
Oye hoye rasika di! Aap toh blush Karney lagi! 😳
So how was it? I took time out from my busy schedule just to write this for you.
Hope you liked it. C ya silly billy di 😆
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