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Hola Guys đ€
Happy RiKara Six Months Anniversary
As we know that RiKara is hardly having any screen space and screentime right now ... Maine socha ke chalo dekhte hain agar Ri aur Kara screen par nahi hain ... Toh aakhir hain kaha ... I hope you enjoy it ...
MATURE CONTENT - SANSKARI around the edges ... Reading subjected to choice ...
CONFESSIONS
" Yeh meri zindagi hain ... Mera faisla hain ... Main chaahe jiske saath shaadi karoon, chaahe jiske saath rahoon! AAPKO KYA FARQ PADTA HAIN? " A mad Anika was yelling at the top of her voice.
" Right! Tumhaari zindagi ... Tumhara faisla ... Jaha rehna hain raho ... Jo Karna hain Karo ... MUJHE KOI FARQ NAHI PADTA! " Shivaay gave back to her in a higher octave.
Shivaay & Anika were leaving no moment and effort wasted as their egos surfaced over in the name of emotions ... Leaving every chance for something as simple as a logical conversation, they both were busy fighting about how the Anika-Vikram marriage is so important. Right now not sparing the dinner table and killing everyone's hunger, they were arguing about whether the wedding should take place or not after deciding on canceling all the band Baja badhaaiyaan plans!
Gauri hopelessly kept staring at her Bhaujaai and Bade bhaiyya with her palms over her head, both of them were literally impossible. She gave up the idea of helping any one of them any further or making any plan to bring them together very well understanding that her jatadhari was right. Both Shivaay and Anika need to talk and sort out their differences ... They are not cerelac loving toddlers who need any special care and attention.
Across the table, Omkara kept looking at Gauri and was amazed to observe how all her features were distinctly expressive ... All her quite reactions about the ShivIka debate were funny but he wanted her that kind of attention ... After all he is the one who had confessed love for his wife! The exceptions remaining that it was ten days back over a long distance phone call ... From Germany to Mumbai ... He had returned home today evening and witnessed the dramatic ShivIka blunder. Gauri was very happy to receive him back but none of the two are able to steal even a few simple moments to talk to each other.
As everyone else was busily engaged in some high voltage dialogue delivery and repetitive reactions ... Omkara got up from the table and went to his room ... Gauri got up to walk behind him and went to the kitchen.
Omkara was checking some emails in his phone when Gauri came to the room and kept a glass of warm milk on the table beside him ... He was able to feel her movement near him but he did not look up from his phone ... He wanted to listen to her ... He wanted her to confess her feelings.
He had to look at her when she climbed the bed and freed his hair tie running her fingers in his open hair ... The fact that she liked the texture of his hair better than hers was making her so jealous. Both of them calmly smiled looking at each other... She dipped her fingers in some warm coconut oil and massaged his scalp ... He relaxed under her effect... He had to say her hands were blissfully magical ...
" Gauri Maine tumse kuch kaha thha ... Ab tumhe mujhse kuch nahi kehna? " Omkara teased her ...
" Hum aapse kya kahe ... Aap toh aise pooch rahe hain jaise aap humaare dil ka haal jaante hi nahi hain..." Gauri replied scarlet.
Omkara was enjoying how well her hands worked in his hair and then on his shoulders, she made one good masseuse ... He was surprised to understand how she did not shy away from removing his shirt ... He was happy ... Thinking of different ways of how he is going to help her to remove her clothes ...
" Aap aaraam kijiye ... Hum abhi aate hain ... " She said and got down the bed to grab a fresh pair of clothes from the cupboard and have a quick shower.
The gorgeous woman is his confidant, his best friend, his wife, his love and the mother of his two kids in near future ... Maybe three, their six months together through so many life adventures had strengthened them as a couple and even made them better individuals... He kept on thinking as she wiped her hair and lay beside him on the bed ...
"Humaari shaadi ko aaj chhe mahine ho gaye." She said happily as he caressed her jawline ...
" Kya tumhe mujhse kuch nahi kehna Gauri?" He again asked in a flirtatious tone.
" Haan ... Humne aapko bohot miss kiya." She spoke as her little body adjusted beside his frame.
"Tumhe apni bhaujaai aur bade bhaiyya ki madad karne se fursat hi kaha milti hain Jo tum mujhe yaad karogi!" Omkara complained in a child like tone and she shot back an annoyed expression ...
Irritated as she was ... She tried to move away from him and turned her back towards him. She wanted to talk to him about so many things ... About their marriage, about their difficulties, about their finally solved misunderstandings, about all the promises she wanted to make to him for this lifetime and Anika Bhaujaai remains the only name he has to take and make her feel guilty for not being able to give him time ...
Spooning her into him ... He rubbed her shoulders and neck slightly for her to let out a breathy moan ... He Nuzzled her neck as his fingertips traced the small curve at the base of her spine and then his thumb encircling her navel underneath her now hem ripped Kurti. He knew she liked it ...
" What do you think you are doing husband? " she asked fighting for a steady breathe ...
" Arre Phone par bataya toh thha tumhe ..." He explained sighing victory over her bodily senses
His devilish smile reminded her of their week long steamy overnight phone conversations ... She was not able to give a word to the special kind of wet and quivery feelings she had when he described different ways of making crazy mad love to her ... Her man had his way with words ... She very well understood as she felt all his rightful intentions ...
She cooed and tipped her head when he made her turn ... He trailed his tongue slightly across his neck and nipped her sensitive skin. She held him tightly as his hands slid down her back to caress her hips ... Pressed them into him to pull her closer ... She tangled her fingers in his hair wanting to kiss him hard ...
" I love you Gauri ..." Omkara said tracing the curve of her lips
" I love you more Omkara ..." Gauri said with a beautiful smile ...
His hand slipping in her nape, his face moved close to hers ... A strong tremble shook her as she felt his length pressing in her body ... She flushed in anticipation reading his expectant eyes ...
" Kiss me Om ... I need you to kiss me now..." Her voice soft and full of emotion ...
Initially his lips were soft but soon his kiss became demanding, his lips hardening, his tongue reaching deep into her mouth. A soft hum of pleasure vibrated in her throat. Her hands reached up to touch his face. He took her hands in his and brought them behind her holding them there in his larger stronger hand, pinned against the small of her back. She froze and looked up at him startled, but he did not give her time to question, taking her mouth with his once more. Pressing her hard against him with the the hand pinning her hands, kissing her endlessly.
Gauri felt dizzy ... Little did she know that a man's kiss can bring such amazing waves of pleasure. She could feel her core throbbing, moistness being the learned consequence to his continuous torture ... This happened to her when he made a contact, previously on the phone and now in their bed. A pang of curious fear added to the sweet edge of the rising heat in her body when he fondled her chest to gently scrape his teeth over the soft cotton fabric of her Kurti playing mischief with the hardened crests ... Her pleasing moans and whimpers grew irresistingly stronger but not louder than how Anika was shouting ...
" Maine Faisla kar liya hain ... Main Vikram se shaadi zarur karungi ..."
Mr And Mrs Parshuram
