The Best of Things
(Ragya, Swasan) Fan Fiction Series +16
By Bubble
Chapter 69
Lakshya Maheshwari had stopped running.
It was about 2am. He stood in the hotel room, strangely intent, looking down at the woman sleeping in his bed. Ragini lay there in exhausted slumber, a little to her side... her hand was resting on the bed, over a dip in the mattress that he had occupied minutes ago. Her hair was loosely strewn over the pillow, her slender body swathed in satin sheet, her sindoor a trifle smudged, her mangalsutra a little askew, sheen on her face and shoulders... and a small serene smile about her lips.
She looked well-f__ked certainly, and she had been. But there was a look of wonder of his face as he accepted another fact: she looked well-loved.
He had woken up for a glass of water... and as he came back to bed, he stopped at the sight of his wife in the pale light. He had hardly let her rest a few hours and he wanted her again... he was so tempted to nuzzle her on to her back, and slide once again into her lush body... he was insatiable this night! What is wrong with me? he thought, mujhe jaise Ragini ki lath lag gayi hai!
Then, all of a sudden, the truth had blinded him. He wasn't just addicted to her... he was in love with her! He couldn't bear to be apart from her, he needed her... in every way there was. He wanted to grasp her, merge with her, consume her. He wanted make absolutely sure that she was his. And he understood now... at last... that he was hers.
He turned away.
Pulling the robe on, he walked out to the balcony and leaned against the balustrade, wishing he had a smoke. The sharp lick of fear that came on the heels of the very idea that she might leave him... his compulsive need to possess her, to brand her... to leave her in no doubt that she belonged to him, at his side, all their lives... he added it all up.
It was done now. He was done for, now.