Rikara FF: Tu hi meri Manzil(Index: Pg 1, Chapter 28 on Pg 84) - Page 52

<Chapter 26>

"Om..Kya!!!" she managed to gasp few words in between the storming hurricane.

"Kuch mat bolo.. I don't want to hear you giving me away to someone, when am on you" his voice came in at hushed growl.

"Om.. aap meri baat su.." He closed her mouth with his, ripping apart her freedom of speech.

Gauri felt he was not in his composure. It's not that they are being close for the first time. But he was very different, like driven by mad rage or insecurity or anger. She didn't know how to differentiate it. She was witnessing this beasty side of him, which she never believed it existed in such a calm and composed man. She's gonna end up with all kinds of marks on her, today, she thought. He was not in a position to be tamed or displayed slightest resentment. When the lack of oxygen forced them off for few seconds, gauri wanted to stop him to hear what indeed has gotten inside him.

"Om.. bas ek minute rukiye.. kya hua aapko.. aap alag sa hain aaj.. kya hua.." she was gasping her words into his almost touched face.

"I am not leaving you today. I am waiting on you apni insecurities overcome karne ke liye, mujhe kisi aur ki haat mein dene ke liye nahi. You just don't seem to realize the intensity of my feelings. Main jitna bhi koshish kar loon, tum apni hi baat pe atki ho. Batao.. you want me to be like this with another woman? Yahi chahthi hain na tu?"

Gauri felt a disgusting feeling, overwhelming her entire body. He was holding her all authoritative and private and the very thought of him holding someone else like this, made her feel nauseous. She sat up pushing him a little aside while he toned down a little.

"Aise behki baatein kyun kar rahein aap" Streaks of anger and irritation, visibly evident on her face.

"You are forcing me to talk like this. You don't want to live a life with me. If I leave you now, you would be happy to walk out. Bas main hi hoon, tumhaari peeche pagal banke ghoom raha hoon. Seriously I have gone mad.. like really" He was looking away with a pained look.

"Aisa nahi hain.. main aapko chodke kabhi nahi jaoongi, Omkaaraji.." She tried to cup his face and assure him.

He turned once with a fierce look. "3 din pehle tum hi to aise baatein kar rahi thi." He tried to take her hands away from his face.

"Main agli baar aise baatein nahi karoongi.. promise"

"Promise karne se koi faayda nahi. Jo man mein hain wahi baat pe aati hain. I can't say such words of handing you over to another man, even in my dreams. Pata hai kyun, because I love you. But you don't love me. That's the problem. If you did, you won't even think of saying such words"

"Mujhse bahut badi galti hogayi. Please maaf kijiye naa." She was teary eyed, when his face still reflected angst.

"Om.. please.. mujhse naraaz mat huiyie.. aapki alava, mere liye iss duniye mein koi nahi hain Om. Please.." Now tears started flowing in her eyes as she tried to pacify him.

It didn't take longer than 2 seconds after she uttered the words. His heart gave away immediately seeing her in tears and he pulled her into himself.. She hugged him tight while he was wiping her tears.

"I love you.." Omkaara's heart skipped a beat on hearing the words, he was yearning to hear..

"Gauri.." He tried to lift her face, but she wouldn't lift it. He lifted it anyway to look into her eyes..

"Tell me once again"

"I love you" Her usual soft eyes reflected intensity as she stared right through his eyes.

"So tum Gauri omkaara singh oberoi banke, mere saath rahegi?"

"Haan zindagi bhar. Mujhe aapki status aur apni fears se zyaada, aap maine rakthe hain. Aap ki pyaar maine rakthi hai" She gazed directly into his eyes.

10 minutes after, as they were gasping for breath once again, she hid her face near the nape of his neck

"aap ko kya hogaya aaj"

"Kyun"

"Nahi.. kuch der pehle bahut alag the.. matlab.. aap pehle bhi aise .. par aaj aap kuch zyaada.." She was not knowing how to convey this explicitly.

"Uski wajah bhi tum ho" his deep whisper

"Main kaisi" her fingers strided along the curve of his neck.

He slipped something out of his pocket and gave it in her hands.

Gauri was staring at him and the garment in his hands with an unbelievable shock. Her face turned crimson red while her eyeballs popped out of sheer disbelief. How in the world does he possess her own secret garment?

She snatched it from his hands and hid it under the duvet with all the hurry, looking embarrassed all the way.

"Yeh aap.. meri.. wo.. aapki paas kaise aagayi?" She couldn't form proper sentences to ask him exactly how did he have her.. err.. whateva..

He was going through the flashes of the earlier part of the day when he found out her garment in his hands. He could feel the heat raising in himself, along with the heat that her cheeks were already emanating.

"I thought it was a kerchief that I usually take from the drawer beneath my ties. Mujhe bhi pata nahi tha. Luckily no one saw me holding it, when I realized what it was" His eyes were shimmering with naughtiness.

"Wo.. main kal wardrobe rearrange kar rahi thi. Meri galthi hai yeh.. Omkaaraji" Her embarrassment refused to die down.

"It's ok. Itna bhi kyun sharmarahi ho. You belong to me, remember?" He slided her hands through the waist from the back, looking at her eyes longingly, slowly pulling her as closer as possible, that their breaths were now on eachother.

"Gauri.." His voice was deeply groggy

"hmm.."

"I want to feel it on you" He lifted her face for the 5th time, after he asked, since she was brimming with embarrassment.

She looked at him with disbelief. Did he just ask what he did?

"Om.." Her doe-eyed eyes reflected sort of plain fear, astonishment & amusement of venturing into a never-before-ventured territory.

"I don't know if you are comfortable or not. Jab se dekha hoon, main khud ko sambhal nahi paa raha hoon. I tried my best to level my feelings, but couldn't and here I am. Was I a little harsh on you, a little before. Dikhao?" He was trying to inspect the recent hickey, which was starting to turning purple. "Dard ho rahi hai, baby?"

"Nahi nahi om, dard nahi.." She wasn't in a frame of mind whether or not to give in to his request. She did love him, but it was all overwhelming when she had to experience everything all of a sudden.

He slid through her hair and was nibbling her earlobe.

"Kya Tum meri patni banke rahegi, aur humhaari bache ki maa banke rahegi?" Gauri felt the questions were more meaningful given the set of circumstances earlier and now.

"Haan. Mujhe parwah nahi ki duniya kya jaanti hai ya kya nahi jaanti hain. Mujhe sirf aapki parwah hain. Aap ki pyaar ka parwah hain" She didn't hesitate like she did earlier.

He sought her with all his senses, letting his mouth express the satisfaction caused by her words. She felt his touch carried an immense feeling of possessiveness and the sense of belonging, which words can't express. He held her cocooned with his arms and was seeking her as much slow and sensual, which she could handle. She was responding to him innately without even being aware. Her arched frame and his head fitted in between her neckline and jawline was just too perfect a position for him, to draw her into him. He could feel her intensity satisfying enough, from his pulled hair strands locked in her little fingers, as he held her in position by waist.

"I am going to feel it on you, stop me if you don't want me to.." She was long lost to be hearing and processing whatever he said, only to be awakened by a slight jolt from her cautious senses arising weakly inside.

"Om..please"

"You think I shouldn't?!!" He had already started slipping his hands, below her waist.

"Nahi .. par.. mein!!!"

She let out a deep gasp, while he held her in her frame, with all his body. Her nails dug deep inside his shirt on to his body, since it had almost come off. As his teeth sank in her petite delicate skin on the nape of her neck, she felt a longing caress of his burning body on her, all over. The fear of unknown was overcome by anticipation as e fiddled with her deep inner secrets, until she let out a deep satisfying moan. She felt a slight tinge of pain at almost several places of her neck as he obtained what he longed for.

He had been wanting this badly, all today. In fact more than 3 days. His dire frustration in not having her beside, being separated from her so much apart and the restless desperation that he felt on touching her little piece of cloth, were all overpowering him. He got to caress her soft feminine delicacy with his hands and the reality put all of his imaginations and wild fantasies to shame. The immense sense of satisfaction of having to feel his effect on her at all the right places, made his male valor dance in pride. Though he got more than what he wanted, the beast in him was growling for more. He fought with it, tried to suppress it, until at the point of losing himself to it. It seemed that he almost lost.

"Mujhe duniya ki parwah nahi.. sirf aapki pyaar ki parwah hai"

She deserved to be his Mrs. Omkaara singh oberoi before the entire world.

He stopped.

<To be cont>

Uff that the wrap on Lingerie confusion, my most craziest attempt😆 Agli flavour ke liye i need inspiration.. So will watch kal ka epi on repeat mode to get some!! After seeing hesitant gauri, i wanted a role reversal... Lets see😉