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"Kaayam tu ho gayi hai ...
... Riwayat ki tarah"
Still shaking from a long session of his mouthed adoration, he kissed up the inside of her thigh, up her stomach to her taut peaked chest. She grabbed his head, pulled him closer feeling his length sliding against her core. Her man was too good in bed.
Out of love, lust and complete devotion, she was overwhelmed with the urge to express what she had fantasized for far too long and whispered to him, "I want to have your baby."
His affection stopped and his big brown eyes met hers. She could feel the change of his expressions. He was stressed now. She could see his chest rise as he took a deep breath before slowly exhaling, his manhood pressed against her folds, yearning in his eyes.
"Have all that joy with you," she said gently, reaching up holding his face in her hands, urging him to kiss her and satiate all her needs.
Hanging his head, he looked pained, as he pushed into her softly before coming in to give me a little kiss.
"This could be very difficult Gauri," he expressed to her, his voice full of anguish. "I don't know ... I don't think this is a good idea."
"It is Om ... please trust me, Our family will be complete ... I want to carry your baby ... I want to become a mother," Gauri divulged.
She could not hold back, brought her lips to his and gave him a deep kiss, wrapping her arms around him, aching for him to take her.
Breaking from the kiss, he let out a deep groan of frustration. Another look, one she had not seen before, anger coming over his face. She could feel her cheeks burn, panic setting in. What had she done? Did she push things too far?
"Why do you want to do this Gauri?," he exclaimed as he slammed his length into her voraciously.
"For you Om ... for us. I want us to grow. Gauri was pleading to him.
Again and again he continued to thrust hard and fast. She was so overwhelmed by the intensity that she could not catch her breath. Suddenly he collapsed onto her chest, as if he had given up, head buried into het neck.
"I'm sorry," She said as the tears welled up, wrapping her arms around him.
They laid there for only seconds, but it felt like so much longer, locked in a loving embrace his hardness still deep inside of her.
He began kissing her neck and started to slide in and out slowly, gently. She pushed her head back into the pillow and closed her eyes, rocking her hips, pulling him in, pushing him out, allowing the build to come naturally, patiently not trying to force it.
"Gauri," he whispered sweetly, "We are where we are in life, Love, Relationships, Family they never came easy to me."
"I know," she sighed feeling a little bit of hurt, "but if I have to do all of that ... if I deserve a wife after breaking her heart, if I deserve a mother for my children after pushing her away , if I deserve family and happiness ... it is because of you woman ... You are my wife and with you ... I can realize what such happiness feels
Pulling his head up to give her a long kiss while he grabbed her hips in his hands, she felt his hunger for her taking over and allowed herself to give into it completely.
"I need you Gauri," he confided, something she knew, but he had not ever verbalized. "I need you..." he muttered before drifting as their bodies rhythms synced, "need you to accept me."
"Every drop of you is so precious," She whimpered, beginning to lose control.
"My gift, my love pulsing in you, filling you full, continuing to grow...Our Baby," he exhausted as she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in deeper, grinding against him as her wetness gushed out steadily.
Far harder to get to that climax, she was being pushed into that moment where everything was fading away, where she was not in my head anymore, she was lost within him.
"Getting close Gauri, I need you to look at me," he commanded.
It took her a second to come back, to look up at him. She took a deep breath and held it, feeling as though she was going to be taken over at any second and sent right back where she had just come from.
"I love you, every part of me does, you know that," he stated, voice full of conviction.
"Yes, I love you too," Gauri managed to get out before snapping her eyes shut, needing to drift back out of herself.
"Close Gauri, but not yet, look at me," he demanded.
Again her eyes met his and she crumbled seeing what he was giving her, all that he was giving her.
"Mine," he articulated slowly in an exhale before closing his eyes.
That little word, all that was attached to it. Purposely he had put so much emphasis on not telling me that she was "His" until the time was right, never wanting to claim her until he was sure he could handle the full spectrum of what it meant for both of them. They had to accept the pain of their distance or the misunderstandings that made them feel that they could never truly be together, not as they so desperately wanted to. Upon hearing him groan, she felt to free to shatter and release all of that uncertainty about them that was within her, burst through and finally be unrestrained. When he began to pulse into her, when his warmth filled her, it was as if he had sealed up every little crack within her and she felt whole, maybe for the first time in a life.
It took its toll giving that much, they laid there unable to move, clinging onto each other tightly. Loving little kisses turned into passionate ones. When he finally had enough energy to roll off of her, they both let out little giggles, unable to verbalize the extreme happiness that was felt. So much time, patience, trust and love. He is her husband and she is his wife.
Advocate Anjali Awasthi
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