Recap:
"The aircraft had crashed in the shallow waters near the islands of Philippines but the impact had been such that the plane had broken into two. One part had totally smashed into pieces and the other had broken off and was thrown a little deeper into the sea. Very few survived that crash Geet, I was the first one to come out of the drowning aircraft but there where others who were trapped in the plane. Some more swam to the surface and then we tried to save as many as we could. By that time some local people had come to help but they did not understand English, I got separated from the main group as I was the last one to leave. I had got a little hurt so they would not allow me to leave. It took me two days to make the locals understand where I wanted to go and where would I get help. And then I was in so much of a hurry to reach that I could not waste time to call anyone up. I thought better to reach India than to waste time in placing calls and now I think its enough talk for one day and it time for some action" saying he picked her up and laid her on the bed.
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Part 39
As soon as he laid Geet on the bed he heard a discreet cough and a knock on the door. And the person knocking on the door was none other than Savitri Devi.
"Maan beta, aap pehle shaadi karenge yan pehle honeymoon manayege" Dadi teased Maan making
Geet blush furiously.
"Chaliye Geet beta'aap yehan se chaliye, Maan you can't be with Geet before you get married officially."
"Par Dadima '.aap meri baat to suniye" Maan spluttered.
"Nahi Maan, you don't worry by this time next week you can take Geet in your arms" Dadima again teased him and then taking Geet with herself she left, "Chaliye Geet beta bahut taiyari karni hai."
But Maan was quick; he stopped Dadima from leaving by immediately coming in front of her.
"Dadima, please listen to me, you want to keep Geet away, you can do that for as long as you want but I don't want to have a lavish wedding. For me a simple marriage will do and I think even Geet won't like the idea of a large wedding as it will invite media circus again. We would like a simple wedding with only the relatives and few friends attending" he looked at Geet as if asking for her opinion.
"Yes Dadima, please we do not want any fuss." Geet conformed to Maan.
It made Savitri Devi think, "OK then it will be a simple court marriage but you will have to agree to my condition." Dadima put forward her stipulation, "You will have to agree to a lavish reception as I want to let the world know that I have accepted Geet as my daughter-in-law."
They had a court marriage two days after he came back and that evening a huge wedding reception was organized at the biggest hotel in Delhi which was attended by the who's who of the construction industry, people from the entertainment industries and many more people attended the reception. There was lot of buzz in the media about the most eligible bachelor "The Maan Singh Khurana" finally getting hitched. There was a little wave of Geet's previously broken marriage in the media but it was overshadowed by the charismatic Maan Singh Khurana and the important people who came to attend his marriage.
Finally when the last guest left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief except Maan. The whole group consisting of Dadima, Pari, Pinky, Adi, Vicky, other relatives and even Dev and Naintara had surrounded Geet and had made her the center of their teasing. As time passed Maan grew more and more restless. He tried to extract Geet from their clutches but couldn't.
As his patience grew thinner the laughter and joyous bond between the people surrounding Geet grew thicker. They could see him pacing the corridor and as his irritation grew their teasing and laughter grew. Ultimately he could not control his anger at the group any longer, he came down the stairs picked Geet up in his arms started to climb back the steps amongst the hooting and laughter. They teased him but turning back he gave all of them a look which was very effective in shutting them up.
He carried her to their room giving her angry looks for making him wait for so long.
Bringing her to the room he slid her down his body keeping one hand round her waist he closed the door with another.
Before she could utter a sound he relinquished the thin grip on his control and slammed his mouth on her, crushing her soft lips with his. He was like a man denied peace his soul searched and finally finding it. He kissed her deeply as he covered her mouth with his. When his tongue slipped gently between her lips, a low growl erupted from deep within him. He crushed her up against him as if she would disappear if he left her.
As he kissed her he picked up her hands in his bringing and keeping them to his chest, he said "Geet, will you do the honors or should I" indicating, he wanted her to remove his shirt.
Maan," she whispered as he wrapped his arms around her bare waist holding her to him while her hands were busy opening the buttons of his shirt. As she moved his shirt down his arms, his hands moved to remove the barrier his hands come across - the sari. He removed the sari from her shoulder and kissed that part feeling her heart beat increase.
He could feel her soft curves pushing into his chest and her fingers knotting gently in his hair. His heart threatened to erupt in his chest as he tried to practice deep breathing to keep the rest of him in check. His lips pressed onto her shoulders kissing her there, he felt her breathing hitch when he sucked on the skin and bit it ever so softly with his teeth leaving a small mark.
Leaving the shoulder he turned her, her back facing him he brought his hands up to pick up the heavy mane of her hair to bring it to one side all the while caressing her neck, her shoulder, the sensitive spot near her ear. He stopped for few seconds to gauge her response and felt her agitation. He wasn't touching her any more; he wasn't giving her the pleasure and its loss was making her tremble and ache. That prompted him to continue, inching his hand lower to undo the buckle which kept her blouse holding together. But he did it so slowly, excruciatingly slowly. He moved his lips down her neck as he left his marks on her creamy soft skin.
Her heart beat increased as she felt his lips travel the path his fingers had taken. Quivering she turned around as she couldn't take his teasing anymore. Tilting her face up, tangling her fingers in his hair she pushed his head down for a passionate kiss.
Whilst still kissing her, he removed her sari from her skirt allowing it to pool at her feet as he hungrily devoured her mouth. His hands slid past her waist and into her think mane and as his hand felt the earring s, he removed her jewelry. He trailed a line of kisses down her neck and stopping at her collar bone he harshly bit her there before he eventually lifted her off of her feet. Adjusting himself atop her, he laid her on the bed.
As he slowly pulled up her skirt allowing his hands to caress her body worshiping it with so much love that it quickly made her into a quivering mass waiting, wanting him to give her that exquisite pleasure. She in turn touched his face, moving her fingers from his forehead to his eyes, his nose to his lips. As her fingers gently touched his lips he could not resist himself from taking them in his mouth and nipping them. She pulled them out bringing them to the side of his face she slowly caressed his jaw, his neck and then his chest, wanting to feel texture of his skin through the pores of her fingers, through her palm. As she rubbed his chest a shock of pleasure ran through him making him lose control. He pulled her closer as he brought them to the pinnacle. The peak had a crest which left both of them breathless.
Their lovemaking had been intense, fast and wonderful making them reach the heights and what they had shared had gone way beyond anything they had ever experienced before.
Precap: Epilogue
Edited by crystal-rose - 13 years ago
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