MG-FF What does she want? Part 37 page 139 - Page 33

Part 23

"Fine. I will lift your dupatta." Saying so, Maan approached the bed and lifted the dupatta off her face. As he did, his dark brown eyes met her hazel ones...

Their eyes met and conducted a secret noiseless conversation. Neither spoke; neither blinked. It was as if time stood still for them. How long their eyelock lasted, nobody knows but it was rudely interrupted by some noises and shouting outside their door. Apparently Rajji had been eavesdropping, hoping to hear something interesting, but was seen by Taiyji who sent off rather noisily.

The moment was lost and both looked away suddenly. Both were restless and unsure of what to say. Maan broke the silence after some time by saying "Geet, it is getting late and we are both tired." He continued "I have uncovered your face as per your mother's instructions, now you can go and change", while trying his best not to laugh.

Geet stared at him for a moment. Had she heard him correctly? "Is he trying to make fun of me, Babaji?" She pouted at him and decided she better change her clothes, before he attempted to tease her again.

As Geet got off the bed, she tripped on her dupatta, falling forwards. She closed her eyes, waiting to feel the ground hit her, but it never did. Maan who had seen her fall, moved forwards towards her in time to catch her. She felt safe and warm in his arms. She could have stayed there forever, and Maan would have kept her there in his arms, had he not made a mental promise to himself that he would wait until they knew each other better to start a physical relationship. He steadied Geet onto her feet and asked her to open her eyes. "Geet, be careful. Babaji gave you eyes, use them...otherwise, he may ask for them back!" he smirked letting her go.

Geet opened her eyes and gave him an evil look for his last remark. She stomped towards the dressing table, taking extra care to stamp hard on his unsuspecting foot that lay in her path. "Sorry" she said meekly, not really meaning it.

"Maan, watch out! You may have awoken the sherni now!" he smiled at the thought as he sat down on the bed.

Geet stood in front of the dressing table opposite the bed and noisily started removing her jewellery. First she removed her maang-tika followed by her jhumkas. Maan looked at Geet's reflection in the mirror as she concentrated on her task. He thought she looked cute as she pouted and mumbled something under her breath. Thankfully Maan couldn't hear her mumblings from where he was sitting, which was probably a good thing, since they were not so nice comments about him!

She hadn't noticed, but her tripping episode had dislodged the pins keeping the extra gold organza dupatta in place over the small choli. As she struggled to remove the necklace from around her neck, the last pin came loose, and the gold dupatta fell to the ground.

Maan watched the material fall to the ground. Then his gaze drifted upwards from her feet to her skirt . It continued upwards until he saw Geet's back which was bare except for some narrow strings. He closed his eyes briefly trying to control his arousal at seeing so much skin on display before him . When he opened his eyes, he made the mistake of looking into the mirror. It was then he saw her bare flat stomach adorned by the waist chain and further up, a tiny bikini style top accentuating her cleavage. Maan gulped his saliva...any control he managed to gain earlier was lost. Seeing Geet like this was not helping his resolve to keep their relationship non-physical.

Geet who was still struggling with the necklace, hadn't noticed the organza dupatta fall, or the effect that had on Maan. It seemed that the clasp of the necklace had become lodged in the string of her bikini top and was refusing to open.

Involuntarily, Maan stood up and walked towards Geet. It was as if, he was a moth doomed to be consumed by the fire it was being attracted to. He stood behind Geet, mesmerised by her image in the mirror.

Geet felt his hot breath on her neck and then felt his fingers over hers, helping her release the necklace. She looked towards the mirror and caught his intense gaze. His pupils were dilated and his eyes were full of desire. Geet's heartbeat rose and her breathing became faster and shallower. She felt the necklace come lose and the upper string of the top snap at the same time...her top began to fall, so she turned towards Maan, burying her head in his chest and covering her upper body by embracing him.

Maan felt Geet's soft hair tickling his chest. Her arms were encircling his neck, holding on to him as if her life depended on it. Maan put his arms around her, crushing her body against him. His resolve at keeping this relationship platonic was broken. He couldn't fight the physical attraction between them and he decided that he would let whatever was destined to happen between them, happen...