FF-'Trust me, I am with you'- Promo pg 149 - Page 102

Haye mera arjun! Kya hoga uska.

thx for the note kavya - poor arjun - he defo needs prayers and good wishes😆

Done :D. editing will post it in 10 15 minutes. thank you all for waiting.

Hmm,waitng.wishes n prayers for arjun.

Part 32

She felt hot inside and walked to the window. She opened the window for cool breeze. He came next to her; he too looked at the full moon she was seeing. 'beautiful' she said, 'I know', she knew he said that looking at her 'I was talking about the moon' 'me too' he added 'about mine' putting his hand on hers that was holding the window bar, it was like the lyrics ek raat mein do do chand khile badli ka chand toh sabka hai, ghunghat ka chand apna hai. The cool breeze touched her cheeks making it cold. She batted her eyelids several times, turning her face slightly away from the breeze. He involuntarily touched her cheek with the back of his hand, the same hand traced the edge of her pallu from the ear level to just above her forehead and moved the pallu down, making the neatly set hair get ruffled a little. She closed her eyes as his fingers touched her ears and within a split second he felt him bend down and smell her gajra, inhaling deeply. The sound of him taking a deep breath made her to tighten her hands on the bars and a chill passed down her spine. May be he sensed it and as if to give support he moved closer to her back and with his hands removed her hands from the window. 'You will catch cold if you stay long here' closing the bottom panes of the window from behind her. And instead of taking back his hands he wrapped them around her. 'Say something' he said playing with her fingers. She tried to, but was lost in the feeling of those heavy arms around her. He continued 'today when you were coming to me I felt if I was really that lucky' no answer from her, 'was I looking good' he asked again, This time she had to 'yes' 'how good?'. She raised her eyes sideways and catching him looking at her waiting for her answer she said 'as in very good', 'but not as much as you, you were too damn pretty just like how you look now '.. Like a full moon'. He hands had reached her bangles and stroked them making them go khanan khann.

Arohi's heartbeat was racing as she felt the passion in arjun's voice and actions unfolding. His hand had traced from her wrist to her arms and back down again. Speak something arohi, she thought, say something anything, it is the time to talk said her mind, but her heart differed no silly it is not the time to talk anything, it is the time to talk about love. Which she was not sure she would be able to do now.

'I loved everything that happened today' he said again 'but my favorite part was when I made you mine' 'you want to know mine' she said. 'Mine was when I saw you first standing in the mandap' 'and what did you think then' since she did not reply he asked again 'did I look too hot' 'nooo' 'no?' 'I mean you looked handsome' 'fair enough'. He brought his hand to her cheek again, caressing it tenderly 'are you happy?' 'Very' 'I love you' he said. 'shall I ask you something' 'hmm' 'are you nervous?', thinking if she still was then he would just let it be and they can sit and talk they have an entire life ahead of them, even though she was she did not want to accept that, she nodded no, he kissed her ears this time 'if you are I will understand' she hardly heard it, one because it was a whisper second she was being engulfed in the increasing coziness. It encouraged him. He moved his head to the other side and kissed her ears. Tucking a stray hair back he kissed her cheeks and then her ears again. Then he turned her around 'arohi' she had closed her eyes still 'aro' he said touching the side of the lips with his thumb. Every time he had kissed her without waiting for her response, but for some reason tonight he wanted her approval. She opened her eyes, there was a watery film of passion which could have been easily confused as tears, but arjun did not mistake it to be, he knew what he saw and getting the consent from her he kissed her holding her face with his hands on both her ears and cheeks.

What began as a slow kiss turned into long duel of lips, the feel of her heavy earrings against his fingers was making him more and more aware that she is his wife now and he would start a new kiss without ending the previous one. Her bangles were making the soft noise when she moved her hands on his chest with every pull. One hand moved to her back and pushed her to him forcing her to put her hands on his sides. The direct contact made her gasp through the kiss allowing easy access for a duel of the tongues. She did not realize his hand had moved under the pallu on the back and he felt shivers when he touched her almost bare back, that shiver was passed on to her by pulling in her lips roughly. That made her to bring her hands to his face, she let her thumb trail his cheeks, she repeated since she liked it. This small action from her side unleashed him completely; he lifted her off her feet and moved closer towards the bed. When she felt her legs touch the hard wood of the bed, she came back to her senses.

He had broken the kiss for a second and she took that chance to increase the distance and turned around coming away from the bed. 'Arjun' she said catching for breath. If she had faced the mirror she would have seen what a sight she offered. Her lips were red to the core her cheeks had become rosy, her eyes shone, her pallu slightly displaced, hair ruffled and the sindoor spread out on the parting of her hair, her chains were entangled in one another. He noticed and his desire came welling up again at the sight of the effect of passion on her. His dark eyes and the mark of her sindoor on his cheek, the blood rushed lips and broad chest mesmerized her. Before he could tighten the embrace again, she tried to get out of it. He understood and immediately left her. 'What happened arohi, did I hurt you' he asked anxiously, thinking he might have. 'No, that is not it' she said struggling for words. He sat on the bed, and holding her hand gently pulled her to sit next to him. 'What is it, you can tell me freely arohi' 'it is that ..' putting his arm around her shoulder he held her hand his pressing it asking her to talk. 'You know how we will be staying in our house' 'yeah' 'about that' 'don't worry everyone is fine with it' assuring her. 'I know, but till now guddi and me '' she gulped, sitting close to him was not helping her, she stood up, walking to the bed post she turned and walked to the opposite bedpost. He observed her. 'It is okay arohi , you can tell me whatever it is'. She decided to get it over with 'you know how it is just me and guddi till now, and she has not seen any married couple up close' 'ok' 'and now if we ' I mean in the same house .. I mean me and you will be .. She won't understand' his expression said even he did not understand. 'arjun , if we act like husband and wife and be together in one room and ' 'of course we will be' he said with naughtiness returning to his eyes, 'that is what, she will wonder why suddenly you and me are in one'I won't be comfortable looking at her if we '. ' She looked at him to understand himself, she remembered her bua's voice 'tonight is just about u and arjun, not guddi or anyone else' , she regretted saying all that she said seeing arjun get up and come to her. He understood what she wanted to say.

He gave her a reassuring smile, it relieved her so much. 'I can understand' he said 'I know how hard it will be for you to make her understand what relation we both share now', though disappointed at this sudden turn her comfort was above this, 'don't worry arohi, as long as you are not comfortable, we don't have to do anything that will upset you' 'it won't upset me' she said quickly ''. Just for few days until she gets used to the idea of us being together and then we can '' 'then we can become husband and wife in true sense, till then we will make do with little doses' he completed, putting his hand around her waist and pulling her to him. She gave him a beautiful smile. Remembering the milk daadi had mentioned she took his hands away and went to the other side of the bed to fetch it.

She brought the big glass of milk to him while he sat on the bed and loosened his sherwani. She held her hands out asking him to take. He showed her his hands were busy and signaled at her that she should make him drink . He had just now agreed to a major thing and the least she could do was to oblige. She kept the glass to his lips while he took a sip from it. It was sweet and had a heavenly aroma meant for the night. It caused an unrest in him. He took the glass stood up and made her drink some. 'thanks' she said, 'for the milk?' he was teasing. 'no for agreeing to my..' 'my pleasure' he said then he laughed at the choice of his own words, arohi's cheeks became red again, she quickly took another sip. It left a mark on her upper lip. He wiped it off with his thumb, it was his turn and this time he drank more than half the glass just to divert himself. She felt the tension returning inside her, not as panic but as a sweet feeling. He offered her some more, she just put it to the side table. Both their lips wet they wiped with the back of their hands. She glanced at him the same time he did, and the effect of the moment or the aroma and sweetness of the specially made milk ignited a spark again. There was no harm in kissing and making out a little after all it was their suhaag raat was the thought he got when he took a step towards her, wish he had not agreed to what she asked for was the thought she got when she saw him eyeing her face. Her lips quivered and were quickly comforted by his. She forgot what she had asked him just few minutes earlier. Forget little doses. He broke the kiss and asked her in between kisses 'technically we are not in your house' 'yes' 'and what you worried about was when we are in your place' 'yes' 'but we are not in your place' 'yes' 'so it is not necessary that we should not do anything' 'yes' she had no idea for what she was saying yes, every time he kissed and asked her a question she just felt like agreeing. 'and it is our wedding night' this time he felt a hot feeling rising inside him 'yes' 'and we can have our wedding night' he whispered against her lips 'yes' she too whispered. She did not hear what he said he did not register what she said, they just went ahead.

There were no more questions asked and no more answers. They both shivered as if ice cold air was blown on them and took refuge in the other person, holding on tightly. Passion guided by instincts and heart guided by love, they gave in completely. The feel of her lips was so soft that he was not done savoring. Now it was not cold but warm and getting hotter. He took off his sherwani to find some cool but in vain. Seeing him do that made her feel awkward she turned away to escape don't know where. He was quick. Caught her hand, when she wiggled it off he got hold of her pallu and she took a turn to the side and it was pulled, it came off revealing her back, the flimsy doris and the thin strip hardly concealing anything. He just stared. She had stopped knowing what happened, with burning cheeks she tried to cover her back with her hands, but it was a silly attempt. So she crossed her hands across from the front. He pulled her back holding the pallu in one hand. She felt his hand on her back, to move from there was not possible now, one firm hand had come around her waist holding her in place. She felt warm lips on her shoulder, going down slowly. Each kiss was raising his pulses too. Her skin got softer by the second. His hand rested on her waist was feeling the curve. She moved as his hand moved. Trailing kisses back up he embraced her from the back. 'aro' he whispered in her ears 'you are too beautiful', she felt his hand squeeze her waist. and tightened her hands across her shoulders. Her jewelry was coming in between, he removed her necklace and tossed to the bed, instead of feeling relieved with the weight taken off, she felt more heavy, even losing the earrings had the same effect. Just like before he again smelled her gajra making her heart skip a beat once more, even the innocent strand of flower joined the others. He wanted to open her bun but then it will cover the splendid view so he let it be. He wanted to feel her lips again, tilting her face up he kissed, then she turned herself hands still across, but as the kiss deepened, she let them rest on his chest and forgot the state she was in. Instinct told him to trail the kisses down and he did. Reaching the end of her neck and a glance below, he just froze. Seeing someone so intimate was first time for both. The deep maroon color of her dress added to the effect. He did not dare to continue kissing what looked like a combination of mountains and valley, lest he might just collapse, but his hand did not listen to him and trailed down to where even the sunrays had not been able to touch. She was jolted back. Her pallu was long gone and she was too shy to still let him continue. She turned around, only to feel her dori being pulled out, no she pleaded mutely but a futile one, the fire was ignited and there was only one way to put it off, letting it burn. Only their eyes and actions were speaking.

Na aise dekho piya chuona ankhon se piya, kaampe mere nas nas. Nas nas mein angare, tan man mein agan laage isko na bhujne du, behekne do. Khanakti kangan, jhanakti payal mehkti julfe tarasti adaayen deewana mujhe bana diya mat tarsao aur mera jiya. He took out her bangles, without any effort the bun had come loose, hair held by pins in the front was swaying graciously in a smooth pile just on her back. Behekti saanson se, dehekti nazaron se chedona mujhe tum. Lip lock only increased the flames. Mere ang ang jal uthe tere ang ang khil uthe tere mere milan ki yeh raat sitaarein bhi jal uthe, chandni bhi keh rahi hai, fiza bhi yeh chahti hai ki yeh hai jannat paane ki raat. She moved her hands on his back when he tightened the embrace and kissed the side of her neck. He moved his hand to her back, still kissing her lips that had parted now, feeling a flood of passion as their tongues touched, bringing them closer than they already were not letting even the air between, he untied the last dori trailing kisses down her neck, he freed the remaining strip, catching the shivers spread down her spine with his palm. Her hands shot through his hair when he moved to her neck but the sudden release she felt in the back made her to pull him back, but he was not in the state to agree. There was a burning sensation not just for her but also for his lips. She trembled and moved making him come back to her face trailing soft bites along her neck and cheeks. she tried on last attempt to keep her choli intact, only because she feared she might get choked in his intense looks and his never ending perusal in preparing for the moment. Keeping her against him he pushed her gently on the bed. Switching off the light. Mere har ang ang, tere ang sang sang , Milan ki kare umang, Udi leheron ki tarang, pyar ki yeh sunehri safar shuru kiya hai jeevan ki dagar, Sath ye chutena ab se, manzil kitne bhi ho, jitney bhi door ho. It was time for the union of body,heart and soul. Love got entwined in the fire of their passion. She bloomed under him, He was mesmerized by her feel. They spent the night exploring inch by inch, knowing each other the way no one could ever know, amazed by and revelled in the deep secrets, it was just her and him, prakruti aur purush, following the most beautiful law of nature. One experience was not enough, the music went on and on. Like their heartbeats the passion just increased and increased.

resv.

beautifull beautiful & beautiful !

oh my God, Iam hyper ventilating kavya - what did i just read now - amazing one - such a passionate writing - amazingly written kavya - hats off to you - i really need to cool down now - ooo - i thought arohi will spoil this night with her demand - but it turned out to be the opposite - awesome one kavya⭐️⭐️

thanks priya, punam, mahi, tina for the lovely comments.