Thrd-2 AR SS:The Deadly Husband (Chupke Se Lag ja Gale)Part-38/Pg-46 - Page 17

Part 33

Jugnu Jaise Chahat Dekho Jale Mujhe

Meethi Si Mushkil Hain Koi Kya Kare

Hothon Ki Arzi Aaise Thukraaon Na

Saanson Ki Marzi Ko Jhuthlaaon Na

"Woah..." was the first word that left his mouth. He jaw was practically hitting the ground while his eyes remain transfixed on her sculptured body. "That's surly a dream" He assured himself but her deer eyes filled with hesitation and nervousness...somewhere afraid too, were saying another tale. She was shocked beyond wits at his sudden presence. From all, he was the last person she wanted to have here now. While he wanted to be the only one to see her like this. His eyes flickered when she came to earth and moved her hand to down to cover her thighs and other to cover the exposed body above. Gosh! He murmured before taking a hypnotized step towards her. "Is this some kind of awful test of self-control?" He wondered and raised his hand up to make a conclusion. Her soft skin touched by his fingertips, her harsh breath escaped with a sound and before she knew it, she was plastered to the wall while his eyes were taking a precise view of her. Milky skin with a hint of tan, clad in navy blue that was completely justifying all the curves of her body. Ethereal. Divine. were his thoughts al through.

Riddhima observed his keen gaze that made her a puddle of nervousness. She felt...Exposed. Raising her hands, she crossed them over her chest and looked away. But her turn only made him peck her soft cheeks who was on his way to kiss her lips while his hands got a grip on the sides of her waist. Blood rushed in her veins at a faster speed with the way those kisses followed a pattern from her earlobe down to her neck without loosing contact with her skin. Each kiss was invoking a flame in her body. A new kind of hunger was lit up inside him while a new kind emotion which was a combination of anticipation and heat developed in her. Her hands moved away from there position to raise up and hold his strong shoulders as her legs started to give away. He licked a particular soft spot making her moan and that only encouraged him to explore more of that sweetness. She clutched his shoulders more tightly, letting her nails dig in. Looking up, he cupped her cheek once again before turning her face for a hungry kiss. She was feeling helpless against his soft kisses. Always, his kisses left her breathless and aching for more. He ran his fingers in her silky hairs before they moved down only to feel the delicate bare skin. "Gosh!" He uttered. Next, she was turned towards the wall as he raised the veil of her hairs only to see the skin, his fingers explored few moments back but still, couldn't get enough of that velvety texture. With the back of his index finger, he traced her spine till the edge of deep cut V. She has experienced his touch earlier but never were they skin to skin. A layer of cloth was always a barrier between them but this, this feeling was way beyond she could take right now. "Armaan...P...Please, stop" She breathlessly whispered and that made him get back to his senses. His hands fell down at the sides but with a ragged breath, he stood just behind her, closing his eyes, getting a grip over his desires. Riddhima felt him behind. His forehead landed on her shoulder. "You are so hard to resist Riddhima...after getting a taste of you, I always want more of it...I always want more of you..." He whispered making his breath fall on her bare back, making goosebumps rise all over her body. Opening his eyes, he witnessed a mole just below her shoulder blade and couldn't help but trace it with his finger making her breath hitch. "You never wore such dresses...Why are you wearing them today?" He inquired, getting a fair blance in his voice. The huskiness was lost. Taking a deep breath, keeping her forehead on the wall, Riddhima replied. " I...I was just trying...trying them out for Muskaan...She...she need to send them to a client...I was just helping her" She replied. Armaan smiled and lean closer to her ear before whispering. "You look great...But... you can only wear them for me...Only I have the right to see you like this" and with this, he kissed the top of her ear before leaving.

How the next two days passed, was only known to her. Her each act, each moment was thoroughly analysed by him. And each time their eyes will meet, she will found herself at an unknown edge. His eyes would be hooded with desire. His face will have a sexy grin and no matter how much she denies, she wanted to be there. In his arms. What he had made her feel two days back was special and intense. On the other hand, Armaan was on a test too. He knew he want her. Her first taste has invoked the thirst which can only be eliminated by her but he also knew, she wasn't ready. Many times, a guilt will arise in his mind saying, "OK, you have made her marry you...and now, fortunately by God grace, she loves you too...but let her decide how and when she want to proceed with this relationship". And so, no matter how much he wanted to kiss her, he refrained even from it cause knowing his own situation, he knew one thing can lead to another before he will loose his senses. And that isn't how he want things to be.

By the mid of third day, Muskaan, Shaina and Riddhima made a way into Saloon where the appointments were already fixed. Party was the next day and surly the girls want to be at there best considering they were the host. Shaina was asked to give a foot massage first seeing the way they were swelled up while Riddhima and Muskaan took seats so to let the attendent start up with there facial. "How is you work going Muskaan?" The owner who very well knew Muskaan from before, came and inquired. "It's great...I have been getting many new clients" She informed and then she had a naughty thought. Giving a look to Riddhima, she turned her face back towards mirror before starting. "You know, I am currently thinking to start a new genre of my dresses". "Oh wow...that's great...what kind of dresses...kids wear?" The owner guessed. "No...no silly... Kids dresses are not my forte...but I am more working towards some...Exclusive stuff..." Muskaan gave a meaningful look to Riddhima who was looking at her with a frown. Muskaan's honey-sweet tone was surly not one to be happy about. "Oh come on...stop creating suspense...You do know I am not good with it" Muskaan chuckled and pressed her lips. "Honeymoon Special attires" and that had Riddhima gasped. "That's a realy sweet and unique thought...are you planning on that inner stuff like...Victoria secrets" "Not at all...actually the idea came to me a few days back...You know I had these two very sexy casual dresses for girls...western style...one of my client ordered it for his wife as he wanted to gift it to her on there honeymoon. I didn't had size but have seen the lady...so got the dresses ready through an estimate...luckily I realized one of my friend have the same body shape..." And Riddhima literally felt lost of breath. 'Does she know?' was a question roaming in her head. "So you made your friend try it on?" The owner inquired. "Yeah...she is a very traditional girl and had never worn such stuff but on my insistence, she tried it on and as I thought initially, it turned out great...But then, somehow, my friend's dear husband got to see her in that dress and was over the moon...He warned me straight forwardly that the dresses his wife tried on are not going to get sold off..." And if Riddhima had felt herself dizzy before, she was about to faint now. Embarrassed she was and Muskaan's wink didn't make it any easy for her. She had never knew that Armaan can go to such limits. Thank God, her face was covered with a face pack or the redness of her cheeks would have been, Unavoidable. Un-explainable..

Zipping up her dress, she gave a final look to herself. She somewhere felt proud of Muskaan. Even years before, she knew what kind of figure she will have or probably, she had made it keeping her ownself in mind. Anyways, the dress was perfect beside the little alternation, Riddhima had to take care off without Muskaan's acknowledgment as it was thank you gesture from Riddhima's side. Matching her dress with black and white beaded bracelets, she put on pearls in her ears. Turning around, she pushed her night dress and an embroidery sari in a backpack along with few accessories as Armaan had told everyone that they all will be staying in the hotel itself for tonight. In the morning, a breakfast was planned with the guests and only after there departure for airport, they will get back home and all agreed to this idea. Later giving a light smoky effect to her eyes, she kept it light on her lips and let her hairs fall straight on her half bare shoulders. Satisfied with the outcome, she move down to Shaina's room to help her out. The couple was all ready to move out to their apartment the next day so Riddhima wanted to cherish these few moments with her sister. "Wow...someone's looking pretty pretty" She exclaimed appreciatively seeing Shaina getting ready in her blue dress which was though very loose from the waist but still, somewhere the hint of 6 months old baby bump was visible. "See...Even your sister agrees with me...Please don't be upset...You look great and the baby bump just shows how happy you are to become a mom" Cupping her face, Aryan pressed a kiss on her forehead while the pout of her lips turned up into a smile. "Let me just check on Mom and Dad...they have checked in a hotel for the night..." And taking out his phone, Aryan made a way out before whispering. "Please take care of her...". Riddhima shook her head and looked at Shaina who was checking herself out in the mirror with a sad emotion. "Stop being conscious Shy... Aryan is right...You should be confident and happy of yourself... You are feeling one of the most blessed moments...Don't loose it for what others will think of your appearance...Just think what your baby might be thinking at this moment...You know..." Making her sit on the stool, Riddhima took hold of the earrings, Shaina had already taken out. "I have heard that the baby does feel happiness, sadness, excitement even being inside the womb and all those emotions get delivered to him/her by the means of mother. The way she feels, automatically make baby alert. So stop bothering my cute nephew or niece with your frowns. Smile cause you have all the reasons. " In the meantime, Riddhima had put Shaina's earrings and had bent to tie up the steps of her flats. Riddhima's words made Shaina thought and caress her belly before a smile pop up. "You are right...The baby does move alot when I am angry or tensed...and yes, I do have all the reasons to smile...I have Aryan, love of his parents, my parents, you all and now this baby..." Riddhima's gave a happy nod before turning to tie the other step. "But...You too have all the reasons to smile now...don't you...Even if you say it or not, I have seen how tuned up you are Armaan are with eachother...You look, he look...you avert your eyes and so does he...Many times, If I am not wrong, I have seen him drooling...So, have you atleast confessed...?" Shaina inquired, literally crossing her fingers. Riddhima took a deep breath and got up. Shaina kept her eyes on her with Please-say-its-true look, and scrunched nose, making Riddhima giggle. "Yes I have...It's hard to not fall for him..." And Shaina smiled broadly. She felt a burden getting pulled off her conscious. Somewhere, she felt that her words, her blaming Riddhima after the wedding had made Riddhima held herself back and distrust Armaan. She made Riddhima not look at the bright side of their change equations by her words and in return, it took almost 10 months to Riddhima to love her very own husband. But now, as the things were seemed to be settled, Shaina prayed from the above one to keep it as good and as strong as its now. "I am so happy for you both...and wish you all the happiness... God knows you deserve it the most" and moving ahead, Shaina kissed her sister before pulling her in a warm hug. "Why don't you check on Armaan till I am done with my make up?" And shying, Riddhima agreed and left the room.

Armaan was analyzing the other ring he had to gift Riddhima which was still resting in its box inside his tie section. Riddhima had seen it earlier. He knew that. She had mention it and wants him to give her but how can he do the honors was a question, he had to find the answers for. Sitting on the bed, still holding the ring, he remembered the most intimate moment he had ever shared with anyone. Riddhima completely had disarmed him this time. If he can honestly say, she, only she could make him feel scared and bold at the same moment. Just imagining that moment with closed eyes had him feel heaven. His dream turned into a reality as a knock on the door distracted him and in entered Riddhima looked gorgeous in her body hugging dress. He stood up still daze with his imaginations earlier. Playing with her fingers infront, Riddhima looked up in appreciation. "You are looking good". But still being in his own world, Armaan's gaze move down to check her out slowly. Her cheeks heated with the intensity of his gaze as biting her lips, she whispered. "Are you ready? We should be leaving now..." And Armaan nodded being in a trance. He was already thinking about her and now having her standing infront wasn't helping him much to hide the desire. Breaking his gaze, knowing she was feeling uneasy with it, his hand moved towards the black velvet blazer that was placed on his bed but Riddhima beat him to it, surprisingly. "Let me help you..." She requested, not knowing herself why she did what she did but she just wanted to be close. If at one moment, she felt him hovering over her senses, the other moment, seeing him moving back had her scared. Even if she hadn't expressed it, she had loved there closeness few days back, couldn't stop thinking about it, couldn't stop wishing to have it again. Armaan gave a side smile before turning around losing his arms. Riddhima moved closer and helped him first with one sleeve and then with other before coming in front and adjusting it with her sleek fingers. His eyes stayed fix on her, studying her each action, each emotion in depth. Is she ready for their proximity? Was a question whose answer he needed to find. Riddhima left his room after a minute only to hear. "OMG...OMG...you are wearing this...Oh My" Muskaan squealed in happiness and wonder before running to her and hugging her. Riddhima was smiling widely seeing the reaction of her best friend. Though Muskaan had asked her many times about her dress for the party as she had spared out few designs from the new collection and really wanted Riddhima to look at it but Riddhima's "I have already got one" had all her spirits gown down. But seeing her reaction now, Riddhima knew she had made up for all the disappointments, her friend had felt in the last week. Mission accomplished.

Riddhima's dress


Armaan's attire


Muskaan's dress


Rahul's attire


Shaina's dress


Aryan's attire


The party was going on in a full swing outside in the huge lawn if the Malik Hotel. Due to pleasant weather predicted, Armaan has arranged an outdoor party but as the night dwell on, the clouds had covered the sky. But still no one from the attendants noticed it. DJ has set the tunes of slow numbers which gave a feeling of peace and romance. Leading her from one person to another by the waist, Armaan proudly introduced her as His Wife. The noticed the shine in his eyes, the grin that never left his face the entire time he was holding her. Beside, her own heart will do a happy jump on hearing him claim her, even if it is by words. How quickly things change. She wondered. "Armaan, can you please come with me for a moment". One of Armaan's associate called him making him give an apologetic look to her. "You will be fine, right...I will just be back". "I will be fine...Go". She urged him. God knows he doesn't want to leave her even for a sec tonight neither Riddhima but when duty calls, you have to do things otherwise. This party was for Armaan's associates, celebrating the success of completing a contract. It surly wasn't for them celebrating one of THEIR life events. Though standing at a corner, holding a glass of orange juice, Riddhima wondered how it will be for them to celebrate their first wedding anniversary. The first year though wasn't much eventful besides her pushing him away first, giving in later and now falling in deeply in love. "Will we have a party like this or it will be a private event between us?" Just the thought, had her all smiles and giddy. Riddhima looked around at the huge crowd, her eyes spotted Shaina who was sitting at one of the chairs while Aryan sitting beside on his knees, caressing her swollen toes. Her heart awed at that scene. Later, she spotted Muskaan who was busy in instructing the waiters and attendants but it was not much time, when she saw Rahul making his way towards her, pulling her at a side and swayed her in a slow dance step. In all her rush, she had totally forgotten about the new discovery she had made almost a week before. Muskaan and Rahul. A slow grin got place on her lips as she thought to get back at Muskaan for all the teasing, she had made her run through. Exploring more, her eyes finally settled over the man who was unblinkly looking at her through the hordes of people and instantly, she felt the heat washing over her.

At that exact moment, unexpectedly, the drizzle started. "Oh my God! We need to shift the party inside..." Muskaan was freaking out while Aryan quickly ordered his employees while leading Shaina carefully inside holding her hands. The guests rushed inside and Rahul Muskaan went on to accommodate them. The waiters started to shift the dinner inside to the huge hall of the hotel under the eyes of Armaan. But away from all this hustle and bustle, Riddhima stood at her place, looking up into the sky with close eyes. The cold wet drops fell on her skin in a soothing manner and all she did was smile feeling it. She always loved rains. They so seem to pacify her. But after sometime, somewhere someone's gaze were struck on her. Raising her hand, Riddhima rushed the fingers through her now partially wet hairs before letting them fall with a giggle. She didn't notice the darkness surrounding due to power cut or the light making way as the generator was quickly put into action, all she felt were those drops falling on her face. The thunder of sky made her open her eyes but what all that she could saw an equally dripping Armaan, standing infront. Half of his face was enveloped in darkness while other half was view able. The water drops were falling one by one from his fringes which were covering a bit of his forehead. Riddhima felt her voice gone as even without much light, the passion between their bodies was instantly feel able. "Armaan..." She just whispered his name only to find him marching towards her with firm steps. His hands found a way around her body first before she was pulled harshly in for a deep kiss. Her wet petals were engrossed by his in a swift motion. Shocked for first few moment, she reciprocated his desire by her own moments. He groaned as he moved her more back in a particularly dark area and had his fill. She was too dazed to do anything besides clutching him tightly and giving in. His lips sucked the corner of her lips before moving towards her jaw and tracing it wholly with soft kisses. Riddhima's nail scratched his nape while she whimpered feeling him biting her earlobe. "Armaan..." She hummed his name making him take a peaceful sigh. Taking the moment, Riddhima cupped his face and kissed him once again but this time, keeping it soft and slow. God! They both had missed this. Their kisses. And from last time, even they were craving for more now.

Armaan's phone buzzed in his pants that made them pull apart from the expedition. On third ring, making his breath get to a calmer pace, he picked up the phone still holding Riddhima in his arms who was hugging him, clutching his wet shirt between her fingers, taking equally deep breaths. "Bhai...where are you?" Muskaan inquired. "Muskaan...I am going up to my room...Riddhima is drenched in rain and It's not appropriate to get her back into party like this..." He explained, caressing her bare arm with his finger tips. "Oh...No problem...I will make an excuse...even the guests are off to dinner...I think after it, they all will eventually leave...You take care of Riddhima and I will ask Aryan bhai and Rahul to escort the guests to their rooms..." Muskaan assured making Armaan thank her before cutting the call. He stood a few moments in the same posture they were in, taking in her proximity before he pulled back. "Come with me..." Holding her hand, he led her inside through the back gate that straightly open to the lift section. Pressing the arrow, he didn't had to wait much as the lift open and they get inside. Al through the journey from basement to pent house, she kept her eyes lowered while he didn't dare to look at her. The only contact was off their hands which were entwined.

Leading out, he took out the card from his pocket and swiped it before entering the premises of his warm apartment. There night bags were already kept in two separate rooms. Taking a deep breath, he moved towards one room and after standing in front, left her hand. "Riddhima...Go and change...You will catch cold otherwise..." His strained voice told her much more than his words could. As he turned to the room beside, she held his arm to stop. "Armaan..." Her yearning was visible and that alone made him turn to her. "Riddhima..." He gulped her saliva before uttering. "I...I desired you too much Riddhima...I want you so much but I equally know that you...you are not ready..." he cupped her face as she leaned into his touch still keeping his eyes engaged. "I want you to decide when you want to move ahead in this relation...we will be US...only when...only when you want it" Moving ahead, he left a soft kiss on her forehead before turning on his toes, leaving her standing alone at the threshold of her room.

In a trance, Riddhima moved inside her room and sat on the bed. Many emotions, many thoughts, many feelings bombard her at the same moment. "I...I desired you too much Riddhima...I want you so much but I equally know that you...you are not ready..." His words had shook her to the edge. Oh how much she too had started to desire him. His touches. She pulled up her hand and remembered how firmly he had gripped it just few moments back. With the same hand, she traced her cheek remembering he had cupped her face before her finger tips touched her lips remembering the kisses they shared. Not once he had touched her and she felt uncomfortable. His touches were always soft, soothing and relaxing. "I want you to decide when you want to move ahead in this relation...we will be US...only when...only when you want it". Riddhima leaned against the door and took a deep breath. True. True that it was always him who had initiated their proximity. It was always him, who started it first but he always made sure she wasn't against it. This time, he wasn't sure before moving ahead. He needed her to voice it out and she was ready to go for it.

Sitting at the edge of his bed, holding the bedsheet beneath in a tight grip, Armaan closed his eyes and took deep breath. God! How he just want to let go of this restrain, march in to her room, took away that gorgeous dress off her body devouring each inch of her softness and claim her. But right this moment, he equally wants her to take the stand for their relation. He was just in these thoughts when he felt a moment outside his room before the door opened in a swift motion. Looking up, he saw Riddhima. Her eyes were fixed on his frame as he stood up slowly in shock but what shook him the most was the desire that was mirroring his emotions. And he knew, his wait has ended.

Chhuu Lo Na Chhu Lo Na

Hawa Kuchh Haule Haule Zubaan Se Kya Kuchh Bole

Na Duuri Hain Ab Darmayaan

Dekho Na Dekho Na...

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