Recap: Maan wasn't exactly a fool that he would willingly jump into a Lioness den; he knew what he had to do now. He held her thighs as he locked her legs behind his back and held them firmly. Her eyes widened in shock and anticipation . . . now how was she supposed to stop him.
"Think Geet . . . Dimak ke ghore dorha . . . think sweetie" Geet's mind screamed.
And before she knew it, she felt something cold yet warm touch her lips . . . his lips . . . their lips met.
Chapter 4
"The Wedding Night . . . Last Part"
Maan smiled as he enjoyed the feel of her rosy soft lips. This was something he had wanted to do for quite some time now but there was a part of him that didn't let him let go of the bitter truth . . . he could never love her. Leave love, he couldn't even consider liking her but despite everything that distanced him from her, he couldn't kill that urge inside him to feel her.
Nothing had changed over the years, they fought as kids, they fought as they grew up and they were fighting as adults. The only change was back then in the good old days, they were best friends and the fights were friendly. But now, leave alone friendship, they couldn't look at each other without HATRED in their eyes . . . nothing but hatred.
But then why, why was there this strange pull that attracted him to her, no matter how hard he tried to drive her away he was always pulled towards her like Moth to Fire. He knew he was burning and that no one could save him but it no longer pained him, he was numb to the feeling called pain.
Disgust . . . Revulsion . . . Hatred . . . Those were the feelings that rippled through Geet at the touch of his lips. But damn her body, it was revolting against her mind and reacting to his touch in way that was forbidden. She wondered how her body could react to his touch when she felt nothing but hatred for him. There was no scope for any other feeling between them . . . none whatsoever.
There was this time when being kissed by Maan would have been the best experience of her life . . . something she would have relished for a life time. It would have been simply enchanting to feel his lips work wonders over hers. The countless nights she had spent dreaming about this one day but now when she was living her long gone dream . . . it was not enchanting like it would have been rather it was repulsive like it always will be.
He bit her lip as his tongue penetrated into her mouth. He rolled onto his back side ways as her one leg was under him and the other was locked behind his back as he held onto it with his hand. Was the mental torture not enough that he had to impose physical pain too? Her knee that was then under, was throbbing and she was in pain.
As he broke away from the kiss to suck in a breath of air, he heard her flinch in pain and where it shouldn't have bothered him, strangely enough it did. Soon enough he realised the painful position her leg was placed under him. Instinctively he let of the leg he was holding behind his back and turned onto his back as she sighed pulling her leg from under him.
Geet tried getting off him but damn this man, he pulled her right back as she landed on his chest and her face brushed against his subtle, tickling her cheeks. She lifted her face to meet his eyes and seeing the wicked smile that traced his lips, she fumed. She thumped him hard on the shoulder as she tried getting off of him.
That was it.
He was considerate of her pain and here she was hitting him. If this was what she wanted to do, he gave a damn about her pain. What Maan did not realise was the simple fact that his touch was tearing her soul apart, compared to this pain the physical hurt was nothing . . . nothing but a mere pin prick in the vast ocean of her pain.
But then again, he couldn't knowingly give her pain. Although he wanted to but damn him, he couldn't. But hell yes, he would go any lengths to irk her. And by now, he had fairly good idea what irritated her the most . . . his kisses. As a bonus for him, he enjoyed kissing her so a bullet two down . . . he gets his share of pleasure and also the satisfaction to see her annoyed.
He interlocked his legs with hers as a precautionary measure lest she would kick him again. And with one glance right into her eyes he pressed his lips against hers. He wondered how it would feel to have her respond to the kiss. But he shrugged off the thought the very next second it had actually occurred to him. Why would he want her to responding to his kiss? After all he simply wanted to annoy her.
His hands made their way under her saree and wrapped around her bare waste sending unwanted tremors through her spine. Her skin was as soft as a feather and absolutely squeezable. He nibbled at her lips as his mouth worked over hers.
As the frustration of not being able to push him off her kicked in, she struggled harder trying to free legs from his grip and hit his back with her fists. Feeling her squirm under him, he bit her lips as if trying to tell her it was of no use struggling. He was way too strong. But once again, he was messing with Geet.
She knew there was no use biting his tongue as the last time she did so, he had kissed her even harder. She thought of an alternative and may that would work. She bit his lips as her teeth pierced through his skin and he felt the taste of blood in his mouth.
Instinctively he left her as he eyed her with his signature glare 'I'll kill you'. Like that would scare her. She answered back a smirk.
That was it. Damn the pain, she would bite him then so would he.
He pulled her into another sloppy kiss as nibbled harder at her lips and kissed her hungrily.
She could feel the taste of his blood on her tongue as he continued to kiss her.
And then--
The door creaked open and as the lights were turned on they heard a gasp.
"Oh My God . . . how could I forget to lock the door" that was all she could think.
She prayed whosoever was witnessing this damned kiss was not an elder of the family. The last thing she wanted was to be embarrassed in front of her elders.
Just as Maan got off her and her eyes met the shocked ones of the person standing at the doorstep of her room, she was dead already.
'Only this was needed' she murmured.
It was no one other than her Mother-In-Law.
Maan froze. He did not exactly wish for his mother to see him kiss his wife. Well, he didn't in all literal sense mind Anwesha seeing such a scene, well, that's where the distinction between mother and sister steps in.
Mrs Khurana parted her lips to say something as both Maan and Geet wanted the earth to tear apart and consume them.
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Precap: Standing next to him, she waited for him to taste his special black coffee . . . and he was so dead.
Second Precap: "Only if you let me kiss you and you won't kick"
"5 seconds" Geet spat, annoyed but she had no option.
"60 seconds" Maan replied, with certainty
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BTW . . . don't crib abt short part . . . I updated the previous part just what like 3-4 hours back.
So how was it . . How do you like the cliff hanger . . For some unknown reason lately I have been in a mood of giving hangers . . . oops I forgot, I did not leave a cliff hanger in PL . . . will definitely leave one in the next update . . . Now Priya bolo aap apne bete ke saath kya karoge . . . don't say anything daughter in law, she is new to the family you see, adjust hone ke liye tym is needed so tell me what is in store for your lovely son Maan. . . do u want to kill me . . . I know you do . . .
Edited by 7thHeaven - 14 years ago
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