MG FF- PARINEETA THREAD 8 - Page 61

She even lost the count of how many times he had pulled her up into his embrace and made love to her so passionately. The only thing that she could realize in the due course was a deep reservoir of love within his heart..yet something stopping him from expressing himself. Moreover, she couldn't even stop herself. She had tears in her eyes the entire time… but then she stopped herself just by looking at his face. She kissed him all over…nipping his skin in between… surrendering her entire self to his mighty being.

He had never felt this peaceful ever…like he got what he was missing… that love and warmth in his life! He couldn't keep himself away from her which reflected in his passion as well. There was not a moment where he felt he was alone..she tried to match up with him in every step… every phase of their togetherness…something he just knew only she could fulfill!

Later at night, she felt him spoon her from behind and pull her closer to his heart. They seemed to beat so fast just with her touch! His head dipped between her valley, licking those soft mounds, which were sore already. she was too sleepy and tired to even open her eyes but even in that case she couldn't stop herself. She felt him part her thighs and pull them up around his waist. She breathed in sharply and arched her back, raising herself. There was nothing in her mind..like she had stopped thinking at all by now. she felt herself already wet just by his touch. He moved a bit up and kissed her like never before. Her hands roamed over his abs on their own accord, feeling every inch of his skin...like learning him by touch.

He growled within and bit her lips harshly. She was too lost in him to feel anything. She opened up swiftly to take him in, moaning into his mouth as his fingers tweaked her buds, pinching them mercilessly. She screamed not able to take in that assault when he slipped inside her all of a sudden, silencing her with a gasp. He couldn't imagine how unbelievably hot and wet she was, even after hours of love making. His arousal was not an exception either. Her every touch seemed to make him feel in heaven, pushing him to the place where there was nothing but pleasure. He gently cupped her face and kissed both her eyes, ever so lovingly and then traced his lips down to her slender nose and placed a gentle kiss on her cheeks, before collapsing on her. there was so much love in everything that he did …which was more than enough for her. she was somewhere convinced that he loved her because everything about him only reflected her. she just wished she wasn't wrong this time, yet there was still an underlying pain. She felt him shiver, hitting his climax, along with her. there was never a time when she knew he was away from her. he kept her cocooned in his embrace like a baby..as if , if he let go, then she will just vanish! After years of yearning, she felt truly blessed.

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She turned to stretch herself, feeling awkward in one position for a long time. She felt her entire body ache badly. She slowly opened her eyes, adjusting them to the light when she realized what had transpired between them. Her eyes widened in shock as she tried to sit up, pulling herself away from his hold. She was so stiff and so sore. She looked at her naked self… and then back at him. he was sleeping so peacefully. He had rolled over his tummy and kept his hands under his head. The spread fell on his waist, as if doing a favor to the beholder. She pulled the spread closer, covering herself. Hope she wasn't wrong in reading him. she smiled seeing him so much at peace. She leaned forward and kissed his forehead softly, not wanting to disturb him. but now, things were little different..she did want to believe in the hope she was seeing in their relationship. She traced her finger slowly down his cheeks and got off the bed, wrapping herself in the spread. She blushed furiously seeing him completely bare. She couldn't even walk properly but she pulled out another spread and covered him properly and went into the washroom. She never realized where she was. She was just lost in her own world, knitting dreams of love.

He woke up a little later, feeling so much at peace yet restless. He yawned and lazily opened his eyes, surprised to find himself in his own room. He wondered how he got in here. He ran his fingers through his hair and sat up..and what he saw just shook him beyond imagination. Everything flashed in front of his eyes slowly like a projector slide—his being in the client party, drinking unconsciously, getting back home to face her, their slow dance…and then those visible stains of their togetherness…he checked himself to confirm his most beautiful nightmare… he went numb!!! What wqs he even thinking? How would Geet react? He heard the shower running from the washroom…she was in there, he knew it. he immediately stood up, slipping into his tracks and a shirt and stood beside the bed, motionless.

She never realized it was his wasroom. She just seemed to know everything what was there and what was not. She dropped the towel and stood in front of the mirror... checking herself thoroughly. Her lips had turned red with bite marks, her curves were sore.. her entire body covered with red and blue marks which seemed to feel proud of their togetherness. She turned on the shower and stood under it, letting her skin burn with a sensation she had never felt before. Even the cascading water seemed to remind her of him… his every kiss, touch and his wild claims. Did he feel the same for her as well? She smiled, of course he did… or else why would he even….

He didn't know what to think! He was in his room…with her. he looked around only to see that huge portrait of anisha right over his bed. Everything seemed to hit him back with double the force. How could he…why was reality so hard? Just last night he was feeling so guilty. He turned to look at the bed with stains…. He knew he wanted her…he knew he loved her deep within… but then doing something like this to Geet…in this state of his… he fell in his own eyes!! How could he…how the f*** could he do this? What will she think of him? what has he gone and done? It wasn't supposed to be like this…no..never! it was unbelievable for him..how could he do this to her, even after knowing she'd give in so easily! How could he take advantage of her like this? He was so angry…so frustrated…he pulled away the sheet and threw it aside. Even that doesn't seem to set him at ease and he dashed to the gym…the only place where he was allowed to destroy himself!

She wrapped the satin spread around herself and walked out, blushing like a newlywed bride… wondering what his reaction would be like!! she let the water drip down her locks and vanish into the cloth. she looked around for him..but there was no sign of him. where was he? She checked his balcony and even at the garden below to see if he was there..but all she felt was a dead silence. It was early morning..and the servants had not arrived as well. She called him aloud a few times, hesitating to go out in that spread itself when her eyes fell on the crumpled sheet, lying on the floor. She went closer and held it up, thinking why was it thrown away. She was surprised to see those red stains on them…and then looked back to the bed. It was empty… as if discarded cruelly. The morning was dead silent..as if even the birds were scared to see the morning light. a sudden fear engulfed her heart… where was he? She was to walk out when her eyes fell on the same portrait that had shaken up Maan. Did he regret all this? Her heart seemed to trembled with the fear of breaking down. They had endured a lot of cracks…and probably it wouldn't be able to hold itself anymore. reality sunk further…she was in his room..the entire night..on his bed…making love to him right in front of anisha! She knew there was nothing she could regret… but then she did feel bad! But the biggest fear right now was Maan!

He hit the wall again and again till his knuckles bled…how could he? How the hell could he do this to her? suddenly the only thing he got worried about was Geet's reaction. He knew there no way he could ever forget anisha.. the guilt of forgetting her death anniversary… the guilt of giving into his feelings… he screamed aloud and punched the glass of the window , shattering it into pieces…how could he? What will be going through her? he was panting furiously. what was wrong with him? how could he lose himself like that, especially in that condition? He didn't even feel the pain on his fingers and raised his hand to thrust a punch right on the wall beside; glass was too fragile to bear the intensity of his feelings, when he felt two warm hands slide across his chest and hug him tight! He stopped, knowing very well who it was and closed his eyes.

She went to see him, and she never had to search, for she knew where he'd be hiding himself. She was shocked to see him venting out his frustration like that…hurting himself to no ends!! And the fear lurched again..did he regret their closeness? She couldn't see him in so much pain! Her heart bled…and she just ran to him, hugging him tight!!!

"please don't do this Maan…" she sobbed.

He didn't even know how to even look into her eyes! What will he say about this act of his? How will he explain that it wasn't he never intended to take advantage of her feelings, which were, by know he knew, too deep for him. he clenched his fists, not even able to lift his hand up and hold her. he breathed in sharply and spoke, "Geet…go to your room"

She placed her head over his back and shook her head for a no. tears rolled down her eyes, making him aware of her state and he hated to feel those tears. he hated those beautiful eyes shed tears that spoke all her emotions louder than her words.

"no..i won't.."

He spoke a little louder, "Geet…go to your room…"

"I can't live without you Maan…."

He felt the corners of eyes burn to hear those words coming from her. it ached so much…she had trusted him so much… and what has he done?

"Geet…please go…"

"I Love You…", she sobbed.

He froze right there…. Even after all this…how could she just come back running to him saying she loved him? he dipped lower in front of himself… feeling so cheap… so desperate! He was thinking of how he'd look into his eyes… now he wondered how would he even face her? he knew what he did was wrong… at least not like this! He never wanted to confuse her…all he needed was time. But his own feelings were so intense that made him do something like this..which was definitely something very wrong in front of eyes eyes! How could he just do this to her? the fact that she confessed her love to him was more than enough to throw him back into the sea of guilt. He knew himself won't be able to stay away from her..but then he was wrong..he was so so so wrong! He couldn't believe he could become so cheap!!! He didn't want to let go of her…yet he gathered all his energy and jerked his hand away from him, "Geet…just go away!"

She was shocked to see him so stern…did he regret? Her heart stopped beating. She tried to hold him yet again but this time he jerked her off real hard. She fell down with that force when he heard him scream, "…get away from my sight…"

He couldn't bare to see that love for him when he had gone and played with her life like this! He hated himself for everything that happened between them. He hated losing himself to her for this one particular moment! It ached to see her in that condition. She wasn't even dressed properly. She was still wrapped in that satin spread. Still, she tried to stand up and get to him. she touched his shoulder…he couldn't bare it. he turned around in a jerk and held her by her bare shoulders, tight..so tight that it hurt!!!!

"leave me alone for a while Geet… "

Tears rolled down her eyes as she looked at him fearfully. She had never seen him this wild…this much in pain, "b…bu..but you asked me not to leave you.."

He closed his eyes for a second, trying to remember when he had told her so. He just held her hand and dragged her out. She tried to free herself but he was too rough. She wasn't even able to walk properly. She still felt the pain. He pushed her away from him and screamed, "stay away from me", and banged the door shut.

She stood there in silence, numb, hurt and in pain. Why was he so mad at her? why was he so much in pain? The most important thing—does he regret? She hoped not! But his every gesture…anger…was not helping her at all. She waited there for sometime for him to open the door and take her in his embrace and just tell her once that even he loved her. but there was neither a sound..not a movement. She slowly gathered herself..and walked like a zombie, back to her room. She didn't have it in her to fight any more. She just fell back on the bed and kept looking at the ceiling. Her tears gave away her feelings and vanished in the pillow.

He sat by the door for a very long time… cursing himself to have played with her life like that! He hated himself for being so rude…so cold towards her..he just sat there lifelessly, hating himself even more every passing minute. He didn't even realize how long he stayed like that. But when sanity returned, he dared to stand up and walk out. He went back to room and found it cleaned up properly. And he knew she had done that. The room just vibrated with the feel of their togetherness…and he felt even more cheap! His guilt ate him up. He shook his head and took a quick shower and got ready. He came out of his room…but he couldn't proceed further. How could he when he was leaving a part of him behind…all alone??? He gathered all his courage and walked towards her room. He thought of knocking…but then he was in denial of himself. He just pushed open the door, wide enough to see her glimpse but was surprised to see her sleeping, totally unaware of the darkness she was slipping into.

He knelt beside her.. she was still undressed, wrapped in that stupid spread… and she just took his breath away. She looked so beautiful…those reed lips..contrasting with her white skin..her long closed lashes…he wondered if he had ever noticed her this beautiful. He sighed…what she might be going through all this while… ! he was at one moment elated hearing her speak out…but then his own guilt of stooping so low drove him crazy. He looked up at her face once again..she was as calm as the ocean…and she looked as pretty as a rose of the deepest shade—very dangerously pretty. he caressed her tresses…she didn't even move. He moved closer and kissed her lips gently and sincerely…as if it was the last time he was seeing her. she never stirred either. He didn't want her to wake up… he kissed her softly again and walked off!

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Namra woke up, holding her mumma's photo album that she had been browsing through the entire night. Dia was sleeping beside her and her nanima was there with them too. She looked at the pics of her mother and caressed her face sweetly. Gayathri woke up and smiled seeing her little angel admire her mother so lovingly.

She pecked her cheeks, "aapki mumma bahut achi thi beta…"

[your mumma was very good beta..]

She saw that twinkle in her eyes, "really? Bahut achi?"

[really? Very good?]

Gayathri nodded and spoke, "aur wo aap dono se bahut pyaar karti thi.."

[and she loved both of you very much]

Namra looked at her cutely, "phir wo hume chod kar kyun chali gayi nanima?"

[then why did she leave us and go away nanima?]

Gayathri was surprised to see that coming from little namra..but she had no choice. Her eyes fell on a pic where anisha and Geet stood together. She despised that smile on her face.

"kyunki kisi ne unka dil dukha diya.."

[because someone broke her trust]

Namra's eyes widened, "acha… phir tho angel mumma ko bulana tha na…who bahut daanti us insaan ko.."

[really..then shoe should have called angel mumma na..she would have scolded that person]

Gayathri was reminded of so many events of the past, "bulaya tha beta… but she never showed up to help her friend!"

[yeah she called him beta..but she never showed up to help her friend..]

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Dadima entered KM in the afternoon. She had a gala time with jasmeet and roops. Jasmeet was mad because of Maan but then Dadima made her understand that they needed to learn what they wanted..and that they should be left alone to realize their feelings. And when jasmeet heard about their budding relationship..she was probably the happiest person in this world. Even Dadima had expected to see a happy Geet after the entire night…but all she found was silence… as a graveyard. There was no noise…no fun..no laughter echoing..and something just told her that something was wrong. She thought Geet may be busy with her work and the kids weren't back either. She changed and sat on the couch, reading magazines. She sat there for quite a long time… but then the silence was eerie. She called nakul and asked where Maan and Geet were!

"Dadima… Maan sir tho subah subah US ke liye nikal gaye..but Geet baby subah se kamre se bahar nahi nikli…"

[Dadima… Maan sir leaft for the US early morning and Geet baby never came out of her room]

Now this was indeed a confirmation to her doubts. Something had definitely gone wrong! She had to see Geet. It was very unlike her to have locked herself in her room for so long.

Geet opened her eyes, feeling a warmth on her lips. Her fingers automatically caressed them..but then she had no energy to even think. The thought that he regretted everything ate her from inside. Did he not feel anything? Was their closeness wrong? Did he even love her at the first place? Every little hope she had been trying to hold on to seemed to fade each second and the only thing that surrounded her was a never ending pit of darkness. She knew he was beside her..then why did he refuse to even look at her face? Her eyes burned with tears but she didn't cry. She hid them within herself and went to change and came back to the bed. She laid flat…looking into oblivion… lost in her world. Neither she had energy or the will to even look at anyone or even the mirror for that matter.

Dadima knocked the door of her room but was surprised to see it open. She entered slowly and found a lost Geet, lying lifelessly on the bed, lost…looking into space. She was at first scared of her state…what was wrong? She walked slowly and sat beside her. she called her a few times, "Geet..beta you okay? Are you unwell?"

Upon hearing no reply, she got even more scared. She gently held her hands and squeezed them, making her snap back into reality. She immediately sat up, startled… not even realizing what is happening.

"Dadima..aap? when did you come back?"

Dadima tried make her feel better and then speak to her, "hum tho kab se aa chuke hain beta..but where were you lost? Aapke darshan hi nahi mile.."

[we came back long time back… but where were you lost? Never saw you..]

She took a deep breath in and tried to smile, "no Dadima.. I had slept off. I wasn't feeling very good na…"

"umm..ok…and nakul told us..why didn't you have your food since morning?"

"nahi daidma…bas mann nahi hain…"

[no Dadima… just not feeling like it…]

Daidma cupped her face, "kya baat hain Geet? You look worried…is anything wrong?"

[whats the matter Geet? You look worried… is anything wrong?]

She just shrugged her shoulder, "no..im just very tired Dadima… I want to stay a little alone for now.."

This was not 'Geet' Dadima knew it. something must have happened! She shrugged and left the room, giving her privacy and walked away. Geet fell back on the bed, looking at that white spotless ceiling..and tears rolled out…one drop..then another..and then the third…and…on!

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