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Chapter 39 – Puja ki thali

There was romance in the air. Maan and Geet both felt as if they were on cloud nine.

Geet loved the way Maan will sneak up on her and tease her in the house. Kitchen, Living Room, Studio…every glance had now a new meaning. There were times when Geet will simply blush at the smoldering gaze Maan gave her or will feel goose bumps as he touched her stealthily in front of everybody. She was so much enjoying having a boyfriend.

Maan loved to torment his sherni like she had been doing him for days now. He admired her openly making her blush. Her red cheeks and sparkling eyes told him exactly how she felt in his presence. And if that was not enough he will sneak behind her and give her wet kisses on her shoulders and neck. He loved to watch her all flustered and embarrassed. She will feign anger but he knew she loved every bit of it.

Life could not get any better than it was.

Next Tuesday, 8:00 AM

Geet was lost in her thoughts while returning back from her weekly temple visit. She wanted to ask Maan to come with her but got really shy at the last moment. But now she badly wanted to see him and give him the Prasad.

She drove to KH and went inside. Bauji was reading newspaper whereas Beeji was cutting vegetables on the dining table.

Geet – "Good Morning everybody"

Juhi – "Are Beta, aaj subah subah"

Geet – "Haan woh mandir gayi thi…soch aap ko Prasad deti jaoon"

She gave sweets to them and then asked about Annie and Maan.

Annie came skipping down the stairs – "Main yahan hoon Di…laiye"

Geet gave her the Prasad.

"Bhai upar hain…bulaoon"

"Nahin rehne do….disturb kiya to naaraz ho jayega…main hi de aati hoon"

Geet happily moved upstairs before Annie could say another word.

She knocked on his bedroom door but there was no response. She peeked inside but room was empty. "Hmmm…kahan chale gaye"

She went to study and studio but could not find him. She dejectly started to move down when she heard some sound from the gym. She opened the door and there he was. Geet was enthralled by the sight in front of him. She gawked at a shirtless-vestless Maan doing his workout wearing black tracks. Geet could not remove her gaze from his chiseled back and bulging biceps. His muscles flexed as he moved about doing his exercise routine. Her eyes focused on a particular drop of sweat which dripped from his hair and moved slowly on to the nape of his neck. From there it made its way down his spine with Geet following it till it got lost in the elastic of his track. She gulped down the saliva in her mouth staring at the manly form of her lover; lost in the aroma of his masculinity and sweat.

Maan suddenly felt as if someone was watching him. He turned around to find Geet staring at him with unblinking eyes and cheeks which were red like a tomato. There was an unusual bright twinkle in her eyes as if she was in some sort of daze. Maan smiled slightly and moved towards her. On the way he picket up the towel and wiped his head. She finally blinked at the movement of the towel in his hands.

Geet felt so embarrassed that she prayed to Babaji to open the floor and swallow her in. She turned and looked down knowing fully well that he had seen her openly checking him out. She couldn't see but feel him closing in.

He stood just behind her close enough to see her goose bumps on her neck as his breath touched them. Geet tried to run but he held her with a jerk making her back collide with his hard chest and well formed abs. He whispered in her ears – "Good Morning Jaan…Meri Mishti mere liye Prasad layi hai"

Geet's throat went dry and mind became thoughtless. His sexy low voice was taking her on the top of tidal waves of emotions as if seeing him half naked was not enough. No words came out of her mouth.

He traced her earlobe with his tongue and nipped it slightly – "Miss kar rahi thi mujhe…kuch bologi nahin darling"

Geet's knees felt weak with his proximity. His sweet nothings, words of endearment and intoxicating aroma were driving her mad. "Nahin woh Prasad"

She turned around and chided herself immediately. Now her eyes were looking at his broad chest which still had beads of sweat on it. She lowered her gaze only to find his abs and she didn't even have strength to go down any further then that. Maan chuckled at her predicament. Holding her against the wall, he put his finger under her chin and forced her to meet his gaze – "Kya dekh rahi ho….wanna touch"

Geet blushed harder if it was possible. She looked down to her hands which still held puja thali. She took one sweet and moved her hand tentatively towards his mouth. He opened and took a bite and then took the sweet from her. He pushed the remaining piece in her mouth.

He bent down chewing the sweet and nuzzled her neck. "Bola nahin tumne….wanna touch?"

Maan took her puja thali from one hand and placed second one around her waist pulling her closer. Her hands went to his chest on their own to stop him from crushing her. She felt dizzy as soon as her hands came in contact with his burning skin.

"Jaane do Maan koi aa jayega"

"Bilkul nahin" saying this he nuzzled her neck even more. She felt his stubble scratching her soft skin. Even before she could get totally lost in the sensation, she gasped as he removed his hand from her waist and placed it on top of her hand. He moved her hand up and down to make her touch his abs and vast expanse of his broad chest.

He was overwhelmed with the touch of her fingertips across his front. When he felt her nails on his nipple, he moaned "Geet" pressing himself harder and closer.

Geet whimpered with pleasure as her lips came in contact with the point where his shoulder joined his neck. She tasted his skin with her tongue and sucked as if she was drinking water in desert after a long draught. But instead of quenching her thirst, it increased even more.

Maan jolted himself away from Geet and she looked at his face questioning the sudden distance as she felt chill striking her body.

With great difficulty, Maan thrusted puja thali back in her hand. Her wet kiss had left him panting but at the same time made him realize of the vulnerable position they both were in. His voice sounded rasped –"Jao Geet…please"

Geet also came back from the world of desire she was lost in. She flushed again and just ran out from there. Maan could hear her anklets as she went downstairs and left hurriedly saying that she was getting late for office.

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Precap – Dinner at Vedas

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really a cute hot romantic update😉

puja ki thali ne toh kamal hi kar diya

geet was looking at maan without blinking her eyes... maan notices this... he starts teasing her... geet gets lost... maan also bcms vulnerable to the situation... bt then he realizes ... n then geet ko bhaga diya...

good one dono responsible individuals hai issliye situ ko samal liya

khair dear i feel precap mein u can give some dialouges usse zyada aasani hogi

love - Piya

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continue soon x