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Hello guys
Dekho dekho main phir aa gayi š
To present to you a fresh take on the Bareilly track. H
Thank you so much my momma ... For everything š
This one is intense and mature ... Reading subjected to choice
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"Kal kya pata ... Mille naa mille
Gamm ka nishaan
O Saathiyaa ..."
She wasn't strong enough tonight. Was having a hard time remembering all the reasons why it was a bad idea to become involved with a man like him. The man who hated her ... Called her a mistress is now offering her the broken pieces of his heart ... When all she wants is his body.
"You are proving to me that I was indeed very right about you..." Omkara warned her.
"I know!. She said with a small smile ... A smile that irked him how could she look so imperfect and innocent?
He stopped with only inches between them. Though she hated to do it, she turned, faced him. "Anything else you want to say about how much of a bitchy mistress I am? She tucked the tendril of hair behind her ear when he was observing the slight mark of a self made bite on her lower lip.
His eyes growing dark with angst but also desire, he didn't answer. He just stood there, staring, his body heat waving over her, igniting the fire she was trying so hard to douse.
He wanted her as much as she wanted him. She didn't doubt that for a minute.
So why not? When she knows that a man for whom different women are worth a credit card ... Desires only her, then why not? When she wants to learn the art of seduction from a master of carving clay ... Why not?
It wasn't like she was giving herself up to some demanding relationship between them. It was just sex. Both of them understood what did this moment mean. Both of them knew lust. Both of them knew yearning. Both of them knew passion
Making up her mind, her confidence returning with full force, she inched closer, enjoyed the heated shift in his expression as he realized what she was coming after.
"So, Omkara she dropped the tone of her voice to a low, sultry drawl. "Is there anything else you want to say?
Omkara fought the overwhelming temptation for only a second before giving in.
On a low growl, he grabbed her, wrapping his fingers around her arm, jerking her hard against his chest. He lowered his mouth to hers, claiming the very thing he kept telling himself he had no right to.
She tasted sweet, exotic. A tantalizing mix, overflowing his senses. The citrus scent of her shampoo surrounded him, heated the blood raging through his veins.
Soft and supple, she melted against him, the thin scrap of her kurta was the only barrier between them.
Curling his hands around her her shoulders, he deepened the kiss, unable to get enough. His desire too great to be quenched. It threatened to overwhelm him, took a hold unlike anything he'd ever known.
The woman drove him crazy, left him feeling like an adolescent all over again.
Moaning, she pressed in tighter, leaving no doubt as to what she wanted. Rotating her hips along the bulge in his pants, she threatened to drop him to his knees.
Thrusting fingers through her hair, he tugged until her head fell back, exposing the soft swell of her neck. Dropping small kisses along the delicate curve, across her collar bone, he worked his way down, teasing the slash of ivory skin above her neckline, so tempted to pull it free. To expose and see her gloriously naked body hidden behind the soft cotton.
A fantasy too good to be true.
With the last bits of self control, he left the kurta in place, pulled away, curving his hands around her slender shoulders. "Why, Gauri?
It took a moment for his words to penetrate through the sensual haze clouding Gauri's brain. "Why what? Drifting back to earth, she fought off her disappointment over his abrupt halt.
"Why now? Why this ...you and me? His intense stare reheated the bare skin he'd trailed fiery kisses over only seconds before. "This morning you despised me. Now you're willing to tumble under the sheets with me. ... She knew he was the one who had come to her ... But it was her who had called him or rather offered herself to him.
"And this matters to you, why? Flattening both palms against his chest, she trailed her fingers over the firm muscle lines. "Aren't you the one who likes to love some of them then leave all of them, no strings attached, affairs? Her eyes darted him sharp ... She knew he was a man who enjoyed womanly pleasures.
Spinning lazy circles in his long thatch of dark hair, she inhaled his spicy scent, stepped in closer, prepared to pick up where they'd left off. "Sex can be a great distraction, don't you think?
She smiled seductively, hoping he'd take the hint. "And right about now, we could both use some of that distraction.
Wrapping his long fingers around her wrists, he stepped out of reach. "I can't believe I'm about to say this, he sucked in a deep, harsh breath, let it out slowly. "But I don't think this is a good idea.
Shock pushed her back, out of the patch of heat she had created with Omkara . "You don't think..."
She shook her head, unable to believe she'd heard him right. "You, of all people, decide to suddenly form some kind of moral standard. Tears welled in her eyes.
"Why" She asked him trying to hide the bite of disappointment underneath her rising frustration.
"Because I LOVE YOU GAURI ... I can't do this to you. Forgive me." He said holding her face and wiping her tears. Gauri stepped closer for her body to feel the heated stress in his and bit his lower lip into a longed and craved kiss.
She could still smell him, her body still trembling because of the thought of him, the chilling shower proving to be of no help.Blood seeping out of wherever he marked her yesterday night, her skin was more of maroon and purple flecks of him. Consuming pain shot in her body making her muscles clench and her bones fragile.
Her mind is filled with the sound of nothing diffused beyond the confines of his body influenced in hers. Being so close to him took more effort and energy than she possibly thought. He was a restless and wild beast. Her slit still soft and pulsing. The memory of his hands of her chest and her hips and everywhere made her scarlet. Her heart was radiating.She breathes slowly into the core of the cosmos that lives in her womb. She opens the ever more reliving of moment of her penetration and his thrusting deep into the heart of her vulnerability. She is full pierced ... And then dissolving.
"I LOVE YOU OMKARA."
She confessed to herself and she knew there could be nothing more real than this. This is what she wanted ... She wanted him. She wanted memories, happy ones. She knew that he is in love with her but she wanted to know that in how many different ways can he love her. She wanted to repulse in him, She wanted him to touch her reminisce her like a piece of his heart when she is gone. She wanted to be the echo of his mind and the soft whispers of his heart. For someone so Terrifying, so Strange and so Beautiful something not everyone knows how to love ... She knew she was the love of his life.
He had called her Kali Thakur's mistress, a home breaker, a low woman ... A greedy bitch wanting to marry Kali Thakur becoming the reason of Jahnvi Thakurein's suicide. Everyone else other than him knew that he was highly mistaken ... All her facts about her were not worth a penny. He related circumstances and judge mentally called her a gold digger but that was not true ... He had his own set of misunderstandings which he very appreciatingly encouraged. And even then she loved him ... She wanted to love him and mend him, to love him and save him, to love him and protect him and she had proved to her god that she was his ...
Gauri lived with the cruel truths of her life ... She never thought about a life as Omkara's woman or Omkara's family. She knew that he deserved better than a woman who is sold in mere lakhs, a woman who has bruises and scars of character, a woman labeled to be a Modern day Yagyaseni who is supposedly going to get married to Kali Thakur and his brothers, a woman who is labelled to be a societal commodity by all the people even if they just know her by name. She knew that he deserves a home maker ... A home.
Today was the last day of her life ... She had decided. Kali is well prepared to marry her. Today. She had struggled a lot. She knew she could not get out of this circumstance. Kali is a very powerful man, obsessed with her. If she had a life, It would be a brutal life with Kali and she did not want that. She wanted to be a part of Omkara's life and now Omkara was a part of her. Giving up was never Gauri Kumari Sharma's way out of any situation but now she was going to happily give away her life as Omkara's Gauri.
Omkara snuggled in the pillows breathing the traces of her sweat and blood. He lazily opened his eyes realizing her absence. His lips curving into a smile thinking about what he did to her the last night rather what she let him do to her. He traced the dark red smudges amongst the withered bedsheets. An undercurrent of tension caused in his heart. She was a virgin. For someone whom he thought to be a land lord's mistress, an intact maidenhood astonished him and a grin of pure male ego flare adorned his face ... She was his ... ONLY HIS.
Omkara knew what they shared was more than 'sex', he knew what f**king felt like, it was escape for him. Bold, crazy and beautiful women were were addiction for him. The kind of hormonal rush which let him forget about how Mr. Oberoi is hell bent on ruining not just her mother but the whole family now, about how his girlfriend of five years is engaged to an Irish industrialist, a man who craves hell lot of money, about how effortlessly his Sister-In-Law announced him to be illegitimate so that the great wall of Shivaay does not fall weak, about how he decided to get married to Svetlana to save his mother... But every touch and prick of what Gauri did to him was different... It was romantic and emotional and so sensual. He fell more in love with her.
He himself had called her a vile woman but He did want to believe a punctuation of it. But remembering the way Gauri twirled around in Kali's bungalow ... Calling it home and calling herself Thakurein his heart ached. The illusion of Gauri was very different from her warmth. She was the reason of Jahnvi Thakurein's suicide but she was also the reason that he felt love. The only reason that can heal him.
Omkara made a decision. With many rational and right thoughts in his mind he obeyed what his heart said. He loves her. He simply does, and he cannot let her go ... Not for anything in the world. He needs a life, he needs care, he needs her.
He will make her believe of his love, he will make her trust him and make her realize that he is worth a commitment, worth a lifetime. What if she is a girl who loves money more than anything else. He will make her realize his love ... He will make her fall in love with him ... He will marry her, honor her and cherish her. Get the world for her, anything and everything that would make her happy. He would make her the mother of his child. They will be a family ... All these thoughts made Omkara so happy.
"So!" Omkara asked her in a mischevious tone seeing Gauri wipe her hair.
"Leave me alone." She said in a heart rendingly straight tone. Omkara's eyes were fixated on her. She was behaving so casual. Did the last night did not matter to her? Did she not feel moved?
She picked up her duppata and turned to leave the room.
"Then how much do I need to pay you?" He attacked her in a disgusting low roar.
Her eyes shut and she tightly gripped her duppata ... Finally turning to face him ...
"Please don't hate me Omkara ... And please don't make me hate you ... Just go away." The tears in her eyes stabbed his heart.
"What do you think of me to be Gauri ... An idiot, a dog or a clown?" His anger started to scare her.
"Its about your life Omkara ... Get away from a gold digger like me..." She said looking into his eyes.
"You cant do this to me Gauri ... I want you in my life ... You cannot break my heart ... You cannot get away from me." He warned her.
"Was it not supposed to be a one night stand? And I don't think I am the first virgin woman sharing a bed with you." Gauri was fighting the urge to shut up ... Hold him and let him cry in her arms.
"Don't make it more difficult for me Omkara ... I don't want to be with you and I will not." Gauri said in finally.
"I LOVE GAURI." Omkara said to try and stop her from walking away ... And he heard the sound of the ajar door being closed
