Maneet FF:Dreams ~3~ Part 32 page 139 - Page 60

Part 30

Geet knew the kiss was coming and she had braced herself to stay in control. But she soon realized she hadn't braced herself enough. Maan's smart mouth moved over hers as if he knew exactly what she needed to make her body burn. And just like that, in a fraction of a second, she was burning for she gave herself up to the heat and excitement of that kiss.

Perhaps because it wasn't just any kiss, it was an assault. It was hot, hard and passionate with a mix of anger, aggression, frustration and deep love. His body was imprinting itself onto hers. His hard chest against her soft one. His hands moved on her back and neck. Maan pressed further into her petite body and the kiss skyrocketed.

Geet fought to get her arms around him. Battled to get closer. The kiss seared through her, creating a need she hadn't even realized existed. It hadn't been too long since she'd been kissed or held like this by him but right now she needed this as much as him. Maan certainly had a way of making her feel like this every single time.

She let her hands run through his hair and she held him against her. His heart thudded against his chest and he mellowed down his aggressiveness. He trailed his mouth down the line of her jaw and as he kissed her throat, he felt her swallow. He whispered her name, his teeth nipped lightly at her flesh, and she moaned, clasped his head, and arched back to give him more access. His kisses went soft and tender until he tasted the salty water on her cheeks.

Maan stopped and froze all of the things possible, he hadn't expected this. His hands fell on his sides and he eased away to look at her straight in the eyes. Just like her, he was breathing hard. She didn't look at him, but she didn't move away, either. Instead she threw herself against him, clinging to his body. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him fervently and just as eagerly he had earlier. He let her assault him in return, not responding due to shock until she bit him. "Kiss me back" she mumbled into his mouth. With a growl, he took her back in his arms.

He caught the back of her neck, angling her head so he could deepen the kiss. She could already feel every inch of him. And now she could taste him. That taste was all man and all him. And soon that taste wasn't enough. Heat shot threw him but he tried hard to stop him. They loved each other and they had been through a lot. But they wouldn't solve anything like that. With genuine regret he slowly drew his mouth away from her, carefully pulling her dupatta back in its place. He tenderly placed one last kiss on her forehead, wiping away her tears. She still had her eyes closed, breathing hard.

"Geet, Talk to me…please.." he muttered softly into her hair.

She sniffled again, her eyes closed, taking long breaths to steady her rapidly beating heart. She looked at him and saw his intense gaze captivating her. She knew what he wanted to know, she knew he was possessive about her, she knew he needed to know the truth. She leaned against him for a long time, too long, absorbing his strength that he gave out so naturally. He let her stay there listening to her breathing as it came back to normal. Slowly, his hand threaded through her tresses, untangling the mess she could never tame.

"I went to meet Dev" Her voice was so shaky, she cleared her throat and tried again.

"I went to meet Dev" She spoke softly gauzing his reaction. His eyes were dark and blank waiting for her to continue.

"He wanted me to meet someone." She continued.

"Who?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Naintara." She replied. "He wanted me to meet his girlfriend Naintara."

"I know who she is. I also know about their on and off relationship" He spoke a little agitated.

"Maan they are in love with each other and I think you and Daadima should welcome Naintara in our family." She spoke quickly.

He didn't say anything but turned around. It still didn't make any sense to him. Why did Dev want Geet to Naintara. He knew Daadima did not approve of her. So why now?

As if judging his confusion, she spoke again giving him the answer. "She is going to have Dev's baby."

He whirled around in shock. "What? She nodded her head in affirmation. "We need to talk to Daadima. I just thought that if I could help Dev, help him get what he wants, then maybe he would stop hating you---"

He rubbed his head in irritation, "Geet, Dev will never stop hating me. He has hated me ever since our paths crossed. And there is a reason I don't trust him. Do you remember the strike we had in our Noida project?"

Confused at the path this conversation was taking, she nodded her head in affirmative.

"Adi found out the guy who took a shot at you. He is the one who had helped Dev in all illegal things in the past. Till now, I had a hunch but now I am sure it was all Dev's plan."

"But why would he do something to harm me?" She shivered in anticipation.

"You cannot understand how his mind works Geet. There is a reason I told you to stay away from him" he barked.

"I…I just thought if I could help him, we all could be a big happy family. So I went to meet him. But then you got angry and everything started crumbling around me." She looked down at the floor, vaguely aware of the hot sting of tears in her eyes, trailing down her cheeks.

"I know I made a mistake. I am sorry, I should have told you. I didn't mean to hurt you. I would never do anything to hurt you. Believe me Maan."

Maan stood there studying her for a mere three seconds before she thought she heard him murmur a low endearment and he scooped her into his arms. He pulled her in a bear hug and softly kissed her head

"I know Geet. I know. Shhh..I am so sorry, sweetheart. I shouldn't have been so hard on you." His words only made her cry harder and she buried her face in his shirt. She couldn't even say for sure why she was crying. It was a jumbled mix of exhaustion, pain and fear. She felt him carry her towards a corner and bending down taking her along while she gave into the thunder burst of emotion inside her. Holding her tight against his chest, he let her cry her heart out. She didn't know how long she cried out, but eventually she felt the wild storm seep out of her, leaving only exhaustion behind.

She lifted her head slightly only to watch Maan gazing tenderly at her. He wiped her cheeks with the pad of his thumb and kissed her swollen red nose.

"Now do you want to tell me why you are mad at me?" His lips curled in a small smile. She looked at him in bewilderment. Her husband was sure an enigma to her.

"I am not mad at you." She said quickly. True she had doubted him, but to speak out that doubt mortified her. She had always trusted him and will always do.

He tugged her closer her warm body clinging to his "Oh yes you were. You may not be mad right now but you were."

She shook her head in negative smiling faintly.

"Were you not present outside when my wife was having a meltdown?" She pushed further into his chest shielding her self from his eyes. "Right there, she poked me" Geet giggled as he kept teasing her. She laid a soft kiss on his chest.

The teasing voice gone, he asked her again. "What was it Mishti? I know I lose my temper very quickly and I am sorry for that. I never mean to dictate my terms on you. But there is something else bothering you and I need to know" He pushed her away slightly to look at her flushed face.

"Tell me. What is it, Geet?" She closed her eyes and asked him in a squeaky voice," What were you doing there? I mean the Hotel?" And bit her lip. Maan looked at her in confusion. Why was she so scared to ask such a simple question?

"I had an important meeting with Sameera regarding a project" he answered her. "and that's where I saw you with Dev--" he trailed off and was silent for a while "—But I didn't see Naintara" he added thoughtfully. "Where was she?" his eye brows furrowed in confusion.

Geet straightened herself but Maan didn't let her get down from his lap. "Woah… where do you think you are you going?"

"Just because I didn't see Naintara, doesn't mean I don't trust you Geet"

Geet's heart leapt a wild step and beat erratically. "I don't know why you didn't see Naintara. She did leave us alone for a few minutes." She added playing with a button on his shirt.

"Hmmm" his eyes had a far away look. It couldn't be a mere coincidence.

"Later, I also met Sameera at the hotel and she suggested that you and her---" she swallowed a lump in her throat and tried again but couldn't say it.

"I didn't believe her first but then you said you were there and I didn't think clearly and thought----" Maan threw his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. He understood exactly what Geet had thought. Sameera's action should have warned him there and then. But then he wasn't thinking straight either. How could he see that coming?

"And you thought that me and Sameera---" she put her palm on his lips, stopping him from saying anything further. She shook her head slightly pleading apology with her eyes and felt him smile under the skin of her palm. It was scary how things could have gone wrong in one single night and to what extent. He held her hand, kissed her knuckles and bent a little placing a kiss on her nose.

He looked at his wife and wondered. She had been through a lot in the past two days and didn't utter a single accusing word to him and he failed to understand her. The trust she had on him made him feel proud and he knew his marriage was nothing like his parents. If they could survive this storm, they could survive anything. Geet was nave when it came to understanding the shrewd minds of the likes of Dev and Sameera and he vowed to protect her always.

"You are crazy. You know that." He teased her.

She got up suddenly "I am crazy? You throw a fit whenever you see any other male specie within an arms distance of me and I am the crazy one?" She shouted out in mock anger. Maan stood up too brushing off his pants.

"That's because I don't trust anyone near you."

"You don't even trust me." She spoke quietly this time, pain evident in her voice.

He held her by her shoulders, "You know that's not true. I trust you with all my life but---" he stopped as Geet placed her hand in between them, her bracelet dangling at their eye level.

"Maan ki Geet" she said. Her eyes sparkling and her lips curled into a smile. "Sirf Maan ki Geet" she repeated as Maan's chest heaved in excitement proudly. Placing one hand behind her small of her neck and other on her back, he crushed her to him tasting her. He deepened the kiss, nibbling and tasting until his breathing was harsh and ragged and his blood pumped through his veins like liquid fire. He touched, caressed and explored her. Later, with grueling effort, he drew away from her and had the satisfaction of seeing her sway slightly, her eyes unfocussed and aroused.

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"Sorry sir. Maan sir is not here. And I cannot give you such a huge amount without talking to him first" Adi spoke to Dev as he denied him his request for money. Dev had been at him since morning to clear his check. Though he was an accountant and knew all about Dev's frivolous ways to spend money, he wasn't willing to succumb to pressure.

"Just call him. Where is he anyway?" asked an irritated Dev. He had walked in the mansion earlier and found the whole mansion abandoned. Even Daadima wasn't there.

"I am sorry sir. I don't know. I haven't talked to him since last night. And he isn't taking any calls." Adi replied dutifully and showed him his way out.

A frustrated Dev left the office wondering if his plan had worked or not.

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"We are on our way" he said into the phone as Geet hugged him sideways.

"Yes, she is with me Daadima." He looked at her as she smiled broadly.

Shutting the phone down he offered his hand, "Let's go or do you want to stay here longer?" His eyes spoke mischief as he bent his head nuzzling her neck. She pushed him a little, took his hand and pulled him out of the barn.

Their clothes were wrinkled and they had hay sticking in their hair. The looks they got from people once they exited the barn mortified Geet and made her blush more.

She whispered to Maan "Dekha..I told you people here talk. Look at the way they are staring at us. They think we---" she swallowed her own words. "Haaye babaji…"

Maan laughed, "Why are you so bothered? Would it have made you feel any better if we had actually-----"

Geet eyes rounded up like big saucers as she gasped. She smacked him on his arm and walked away with Maan quickly following behind her.

"Geet….Listen..I was just kidding" He ran towards her "Okay…wait" Finally catching up to her, he wrapped his arm around her all the while walking to keep in pace with her. She tried wriggling out of his arm but when he didn't budge, she finally gave up. Side by side the two walked in the fields ignoring the glances thrown their way.

Precap : "Please don't go" she hugged him.

"I really have to. Please, Geet"