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"Geet ruko, pehle tumhe Griha Pravesh ki ceremony puri karni hai." She brought aarti ki talli and a pot of rice, while pinky poured some mustard oil on the sides of the entrance door before the Geet could enter.
The girls performed the pooja and after the aarti, they urged Geet to tilt the rice filled pot with her right foot to enter her home from now on.
Part 31
Closing the door she came in quietly, silently, the darkness making her stop for a few moments and take bearing of her surroundings. The light coming from the window attracted her attention made her go towards it. She stood there gazing outside. The silence bringing in the prominence his presence, his essence. He sat on the couch his posture indicating, as if he had been waiting for her. He came and stood right behind her, her back touching him sending shivers down her body. Standing behind her he could feel her breathing in deeply. He brought his hands to her shoulder, making small circles with his palm on her nape giving her goosebumps, slowly turned her towards him.
The air surrounding them crackled with sexual tension. He could wait no longer. The urge to kiss her was too strong for him to resist. As if feel the same desire she dampened her lips. The small dart of her tongue was enough for him to lose his sanity. His arm went around her waist, his fingers caressing a path up her spine making her gasp. Then his fingers cupped her nape and he pulled her forward as he bent his head to take her lips in his. As his warm lips covered hers, his heart stopped and lunged into a wild beat as her mouth opened for him. Her scent filled him and drove his senses in frenzy of desire.
He dragged her closer to him and as his tongue swept inside and kissed her with passion, she lifted both arms to hook them around his neck. She held him close and arched her body into his as he pressed himself tighter and tighter to her. Again and again, he ravaged her mouth and as he did he shifted one hand, sliding up from her waist to cover one of her curve. She moaned, he listened to her moan and let that soft sound feed his passions.
He yanked the zipper of her dress and slid the shoulders and sleeves down her arms. Her nakedness giving him accesses to stroke her smooth back, her soft bottom curve as her fingers threaded through his hair, holding him close as she arched into him more, indicating her want, her desire.
The image his mind formed of both of them finding pleasure made him moan out her name.
"Cheri"
Moonlight spilled into the bedroom through the glass French doors leading to the balcony. Turning her head on the pillow, Geet looked at the sleeping Maan lying next to her. She felt she heard something. Was it Maan or some sound from the outside, she could not be sure. She turned toward him. He was on his stomach, the silk duvet pulled up just over his hips. He had one arm stretched over his head the other clenching the pillow.
She felt she heard some girl's name but she could not believe Maan could whisper a girl's name in his sleep. She must be feeling delusional.
She remembered the evening, Pinky and Pari finishing the rituals which were supposed to be done by her mother in law or an elder of the house. She felt so unlucky to loose the support of the only elder who had made such a huge impact on her life. She wished she could turn the clock back eight days but she knew the fault lay somewhere else and not in the clock. She had felt saddened and had been on the verge of tears but for Adi, Pinky, Pari and Vicky. They had stayed long into the night giving her love and support and not making her realize the lack of any elder in the house. They had been jovial and had teased each other mercilessly. She could see the tiredness on Maan's face but the group had refused to listen to them, sitting in the outhouse hall had kept a continuous banter going, telling stories, jokes, tales not allowing Geet a second to ponder about her depressing life and thoughts.
It had been very late in the night when Adi, with a wink had hinted about all of them leaving and allowing the married couple some moments of aloneness and togetherness.
Geet had come to know about the decorated room upstairs from Adi and Pinky and had blushed so furiously it had given the group more chance to tease Geet and Maan about their special night. She had allowed Maan to go and change. Not wanting any one know to about her hesitation of spending the night with him. But Vicky and Pari had decided to camp in the outhouse hall so she had no choice but to follow Maan in their room.
But she had taken a long time to do so giving herself sufficient time so as Maan could change and sleep before she went to the room. He had been fast asleep when she had reached the room finally. She had gone and laid beside him have no other choice but had not been able to go to sleep thinking the things over and the events which had change the whole course of her life. That was when she had heard the sound and could not believe her ears.
But she could see the restlessness on his face.
He shifted in his sleep, and the duvet slid down his skin, revealing his bare, naked back and the track pant covering his lower part. Geet took a breath and forced herself to look away. She didn't need to be tempted. Those seven nights were enough to last a lifetime for her. She had already gone too far, allowing her hormones and her need, to sweep away any rational thoughts.
"Cheri"
She knew he was dreaming when she heard another whisper from him though she had to really concentrate to catch what he was whispering in his dream.
Those seven nights Geet reminded herself sadly had been heaven. There had been pleasure beyond pleasure she could have ever imagined but hand in hand with that pleasure, there has also been terrible pain. It was a pain that came not just from knowing that Dev would never return her feelings now, but increasingly from her own unexpected and dangerous feelings of mingled guilt and pain about her past. Guilt because she had withheld the truth about the person from Dadima and pain because she could never be her true self with Maan.
It had sometime later that the restless sleep Maan had been having was broken and Maan had opened his eyes only to find not only Geet awake but looking at him. He got up and went to freshen, coming out only to find Geet's eyes still on him.
"What happened Geet, why the peculiar look? Did I do something wrong?"
"No, nothing it was just that you were very restless and had been turning and twisting the whole time.
And I thought you whispered something but could not catch what it was exactly. "
"I hope I did not do anything wrong in my sleep" he asked worriedly.
"No, no it's okay. You must have been dreaming."
His jaw clenched, "Must have been."
He checked his mobile from the side table and swore. "I have missed the conference call. You shouldn't have let me sleep."
Precap: It's done. The bags are ready.
Edited by crystal-rose - 13 years ago
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