So gals, this is totally tharki content. I m too "consumed" w MaAn to put together a coherent storyline, so here is full on "scene".
Part 2
They pause for a minute as the suite door clicked EEEv
Everything ceased to exist. Anuj led her by hand towards the bedroom and on reaching there turned to look at her with the question clear in his eyes, his expressions.
Anu wordlessly closed the distance between them and put her hands on his face and brought it down even as she reached up to his lips.
Anuj had been holding back for so long but his control broke the moment Anu's lips touched his. He crushed her lips and Anu met his fervour with equal intensity.
Anu had never felt this way. Her loathsome ex-husband had never bothered to celebrate her as Anuj was now doing. Even in the ferocity of his passion, she could sense the desire born out of love. Anuj was drinking from her mouth like his life depended on it.
Anu suddenly found boldness she never knew she had. She helped him shrug out of his jacket. Anuj just stood there quietly letting her do this, never once breaking eye contact. After his jacket came off, Anu once again moved into his embrace, and suddenly a shyness came over her and she burrowed into his chest. Anuj, ever the gentleman, even in this state, sensed this and his restless hands on her back stilled.
He forced her face up with a finger under her chin and started planting soft feathery kisses all over her face. Anu's laboured breathing slowed down a bit as her eyes fluttered shut and she arched her neck inviting his lips, his hands. He mouth moved to her collarbone and sucked on her fragrant skin gently and then with more passion while his hands roamed her exposed back in the low cut blouse.
Anu's hand were lost in his hair. Without realising they moved to the bed, the room lit by the soft golden glow of a lamp. As Anuj reached for the strings holding her blouse in place, he again seemed to still, but Anu responded by planting soft kisses on his neck, collarbone and ran her hands freely over his back. Nothing had ever felt this right in her life.
Anuj pulled on the knot intricately holding the delicate mesh of the dori of the blouse and bared a shoulder and sucked on it. Her hair had come undone and spread out on the pillow as he lowered her on the bed. Anu closed her eyes experiencing the most delicious shyness and desire. She wanted this like she had never wanted anything before.
She looked into his eyes with a strange mixture of boldness and shyness and whispered "Anuj", loving him, loving the passion in his eyes for HER. Anuj just stared at her for a long moment - his senses heightened such that it hurt, his heart full and a passion like he had never experienced before - for this beautiful, amazing, strong woman.
Anu and Anuj had finally found that oasis of love, affection, and unquestioned trust & confidence in a maelstrom of passion - passion born out of complete surrender to each other...
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Once she could focus on anything beyond her own incredible fulfilment, she saw Anuj's beloved face hovering over hers, coated with a sheen of perspiration, a small smile playing on his face - a gentle, satisfied and yet naughty smile, a smile which reached his eyes.
Anuj was no stranger to passion, but he had never experienced such all-consuming passion and fulfilment. He wanted to drink in all the love and joy in her face, convey his devotion for her, with mind body and soul of the last so many lost years of their lives. Lust was nothing new for him - he had felt and satisfied it with many willing partners. This was lovemaking in the truest sense . He had always been a generous and skilled lover but he had never lost himself so completely before . He had expected Anu to be prudish simply because of her conditioning and what he knew must have been a very one-sided functional physical life in her marriage. But Anu had surprised, no shocked him again. He was mesmerized by Anu's sense of freedom, even boldness in their lovemaking. She had given herself completely to him, once again proving his conviction that this woman (his woman!!!) did nothing in half measures. It had taken her a long time to get to this point, but when she did, she held nothing back.
Anu, Anu...I love u.
Anuj, Anuj, Anuj....
Haan Anu, aage bolo
Kuch nahi, bas Anuj, Anuj, Anuj.
She nestled into his arms and they both stayed like that for an eternity.
They seemed to have forgotten about the gala in his honour about to start soon.
(My dear gals, I've moved the "action" - pun totally intended - to amchi Mumbai. All this - the action you just read about- gala etc happening in the Taj Mahal Hotel -apna original Taj at Gateway. Will help me incorporate the other characters as this moves fwd)
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