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For the fourth time she ran off in deep shyness. He looked on with sheer frustration and mouthed "Damn"!
Geet ran off behind the white sheet. She could feel her heart thumping and her chest rising and falling unable to catch her breath. Her hands were clutching her exposed chest. She hyperventilated *Geet ye kyon aise react kar rahi ho, he's your husband, aur aisa nahin ke unnu ne pehli baar chooa hain tume*
It was the first time she saw lust in his eyes after his memory loss. She was feeling confused. Should she give in to his demands for tonight. She felt like a virgin on her wedding night. Maan slowly came behind looking at his wife's reaction to his advances. He looked determined to finally take those lips he had been eyeing for a long while now.
She turned around to face him and saw his bedroom eyes asking her if she would like to run again? She shyly looked down and then looked back expressing no I won't. Maan inched closer and lifted her chin towards him angling his face to kiss her. Her lips trembled in anticipation. He put his hands on her lovehandles and pulled her close. She shyly enveloped her arms around and closed her eyes.
Maan lowered himself and gently pecked her lips. She sighed. He began giving her close mouth kisses. She slid her arms underneath him taking his lovely kisses. Slowly he intensified the kiss by giving her open mouth kisses. She responded to his eagerness.
Maan looked at her for a moment, all lost in his kiss. He began kissing her eyes, her nose, her cheeks and then dug into her neck. Geet clutched his shirt from the back for support. Maan began giving her hard lovebites for running away from him like that. Geet squealed with pleasure.
She felt him going hard and she shyly smiled. He really wanted her. His naughty hand began massaging her breasts. She felt out of control after many months of abstinence she felt like being loved. She gently unbuttoned his shirt whilst he kissed her bosom.
Geet slid his shirt and saw his sexy body which had been cordoned off for months. She hugged him and caressed his back with her hands. Whilst in a hug she began kissing his shoulders and then reached for his forever ready mouth. He pushed his tongue inside her and tasted her like it was the first time. She teased him with her tongue and both sucked each other tongue leaving each other moaning.
He seductively pulled her kurti off. He gave her his trademark killer look and eyed his goddess in a red lacy bra. Her bra's breast bone part had a tiny key dangling down. He looked at it with pure lust and brought it in between his lips whilst giving her a suggestive look. Maan began nuzzling her there.
His hands reached her legs and began stroking her while both were in a deep intoxicating kiss. He in one swift movement undid her naara. Her shalwar fell down leaving him eyeing her long milky slender legs. She turned to run and he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her really close that she could feel him throbbing. His long sexy hands caressed her stomach lightly and then travelled below. His touch intensifying the closer he came. She leaned back on his shoulder. He stroked her red lacy panty. She began hyperventilating. She heard him unzip his trousers and they fell to the ground. His manhood prodded her from behind. He pushed his hand inside her panty stroking her side to side. "Maan" she murmured but he was not ready to listen. His other hand grabbed her breasts and toyed with them. He further played with her deep. She moaned and arched her back. He aggressively turned her around and began kissing her whilst taking her near the katiya. He grabbed a duvet and quickly layed it on the ground and then put a pillow. He pushed her gently on the duvet and pinned her hands to kiss her. He began kissing her all over her body while she lay helpless unable to move due to his aggressive hold.
She could not understand her old Maan was gentle but the memory loss Maan was very aggressive. He rubbed himself against her and unclasped her bra. He began sucking and licking her breasts. She writhed under him. He pulled her panty and stroked her whilst giving her a French kiss. She moaned as she was getting wet.
Maan pushed his boxers down and Geet saw him already for her. He hovered over her and she shyly looked away. He moved her face towards him and entered her in one big jolted motion she moaned. He began giving her open mouth kisses while he thrusted her passionately. she realised how much she had missed this. He was very long and it seemed he reached her embryo. Each time he thrust hardly he huskily said "ye saza hain muj se bhaagne ki". She giggled and hugged him. He was hot, sweaty, sticky and breathless and yet he was making love to his Geet . Geet began clutching his biceps and he knew she was reaching her orgasm and he quickly thrusted her and followed soon after. Both looked at each other breathless and satisfied. Maan gently came off and lay on his back bringing Geet on his chest. "Geet I love you".
"I love you too". She looked up and he broke into another kiss.
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