FF- PARINEETA THREAD-12 EPILOGUE PG-118 11th June - Page 47

She walked down and made her sit beside prem. Roops looked at her husband and looked down blushing furiously. Geet felt something again. She tried to ignore it but it was all too strong. She looked out for the kids who sat with dadima and their friends watching the rituals. There were lots of people...all her friends but she couldn't find the cause that made her so restless all of a sudden. She missed maan...he was supposed to be back right after sangeet but he wasn't. Only she knew how she had survived all these days without him and now this sudden weird feel made her even more restless.

As the rituals started, there were a group of musicians playing gujrati songs on marriage and the dancers playing garba. It was all set for the marriage. She again felt that gaze over her and she just hated it. she tried to look around but there was none who looked suspicious. She really felt uncomfortable with that piercing gaze all over her. she just wished maan was back and right by her side. She tried to look again but everything seemed normal. May be it was a play of her mind. she decided to ignore and went to roops as they stood up for the phere. She helped her stand when her friends and pulled geet away. Rashmi smirked and looked at roops evilly, "happy wedding.. we are off to enjoy..."

Geet laughed seeing roops confused look. Rashmi and all ran to the dancers and joined them, giving mean looks to roops. The music, the environment, the excitement was at its peak and poor roops couldn't even enjoy. She burned in jealousy seeing her friends dance while she was stuck in the rituals. She looked at prem angrily and whispered in his ears, "ask the pandit to finish this fast na... I want to join them too..."

Prem looked at roops and then at the girls dancing. He was really in for a trouble... instead of being interested in her marriage, all could she think w2as of dancing. He sighed..Wondering how did he even fell for her? But then it was probably for this nature of hers that he fell in love with her. he looked at her lovingly and whispered, "few minutes more..."

Roops looked at him...he looked so sincere and so earnest that she couldn't do anything but blush. She saw her dupatta being tied to prem's for the phere...she just couldn't be happier. Lost in each other, she just followed prem obediently.

Geet swirled around with the music, giggling with her friends. The kids had joined her too. She knew garba a bit for she had seen roops doing that. she followed the dancers and got indulged. She felt really nice...dancing after years perhaps. She closed her eyes, imagining maan to be there around somewhere...watching her. she so much wanted to be with him but he might be busy. Rashmi and others danced like crazy as the music went faster. This was literally called marriage wala dance. The guys joined them too, whistling while roops was dying to join them.

Geet felt that gaze yet again. She hated it. she slowly opened her eyes, this time feeling it too much intensely. She was lost in her maan and her restlessness about this unknown person just made her too angry. She turned back, dancing, to look out for that person when her gazed stopped right on him—watching her so intently. She stopped on her tracks, still not able to believe her own eyes that it was really him. he was back? Everyone was busy dancing to even notice anything. She blinked a couple of times, trying to hold her emotions while he stood there, boring into her soul with his gaze, yet smiling sweetly.

The music went faster as everyone surrounded her, baring her view of him. she was still lost in him that she even forgot she was standing like a statue in the middle while everyone else danced around her. she was almost at the verge of crying and ran to him. he smiled seeing her so restless and the next moment, she hauled herself into his arms, hugging him tightly. Only he knew how he managed to finish his work as fast as he could and get the first flight available. Otherwise he'd have missed the marriage as well. more than that It was her who pulled him back. she had probably become his life gradually. she was his addiction from very beginning, in everything he did, everywhere he went—she had always been there with him, knowingly or unknowingly. And now their togetherness was nothing but the proof of them being destined to be with other. It was pure, it was bliss and it was just them...just the two of them. And this is why probably they didn't even feel shy to express their desire so openly to each other.

Her arms went around him, pulling him close to her. he dipped his head in her hair, taking in her intoxicating scent. The entire world around was forgotten...no words spoken, and that hug just said it all. Roops was finally done with the marriage and ran away from the mandap to join her friends when her eyes fell on maan and geet. she watched them from afar for a while, feeling extremely happy for both of them she waited for them to notice people around as now people have really started taking note of them. But she sighed knowing this was not possible. She smirked and went to them. She held geet's arms and pulled her away. Both of them were shocked to see roops giving them glares.

"ye kya ho raha hain? For god's sake stop your pda baba..."

[whats going on? For god's sake stop your pda baba..]

Maan rolled his eyes and teased her, "apni biwi ko hi hug kar raha tha okay... tumhe nahi.."

[I was hugging my wife, not you...]

They stared at each other and then burst out laughing. Maan hugged her, "congratulations roops... am really happy for both of you..."

Geet wondered about these two getting friendlier day by day. Nevertheless, she loved it. roops broke the hug and made a face, "since you have missed out everything...sangeet, mehendi and marriage... you will have to face punishment..."

Maan arched his brows, "oyee I didn't miss the marriage okay...cut that out. I was there when you came to the mandap..."

Geet realized then that it was him all this while. he was actually there from the beginning. Roops smiled and continued, "but you did miss the rest...that doesn't spare you okay..."

"since today is your day, I can't even say you a no..."

Roops laughed at her victory and pulled geet away, "this is your punishment..."

She dragged geet to her friends who were still dancing. Geet giggled and looked at him cutely, walking away. He made a baby face, totally not willing to let her go. She smiled naughtily and looked away from him, enjoying his plight. Even he had toyed with her these four days—be it the phone or her dreams. So...he did deserve little bit of punishment. He watched her mingle with the crowd, yet standing out, dancing, swirling, laughing with her friends, giving him naughty looks. He sighed and realized he had to woo her back as well.

He kept on staring at her all through, catching her gaze from time to time, making her blush. But she refused to go to him, making him really desperate. They all settled for dinner. She made sure dadima and the kids were comfortable. Dia had dozed off already. Geet took her in her lap and made sure namra had her food. They really looked tired, so she sent dadima and namra back. She settled down to have dinner, with a sleeping dia on her lap. Maan sat beside her, looking really tired. He really did have a busy schedule.. he insisted on taking dia while she ate but she refused. She took care that he was not too stressed. She tried to wake up dia to have something but she cried a bit and slept off again on her shoulder. They were teasing roops like hell.

Vidai was in a few hours and she didn't want maan to stay back. She somehow persuaded him to get home and take rest while she'd go back in the morning. He tried to refuse but then he was really very tired. She went to see him off till the car park. Most of the guests had left...only a few close friends and family members had stayed back.. he stopped by the car and turned back to her. before she could realize anything, he pressed a hard kiss on her lips, "be back soon okay...". he demanded firmly. She smiled and nodded in affirmative. He drove off with little dia still sleeping. She caressed her lips a bit and got back to her friends. They were busy playing all sort of stupid games with the newly wed.

They were so involved that none realized it was time of the couple to leave. Roops was surprised that this came all so early. As the final ritual started, she didn't feel anything. She was in fact enjoying all that. she turned back to see her family and friends for one last time before getting into the car and thats when she realized what she was going to miss. She ran and hugged them, sobbing. She hugged geet and cried...she had been her best friend since standard 6^th. Prem also felt sad seeing her cry. Geet smiled and patted her back, "shh...don't cry..you will anyways be with one of your best friends right—prem!"

Geet wiped her tears watching the car drive away and turned back to her friends. Rashmi was in tears too, "I will miss prem more..."

Everyone started laughing still in tears. But again, it was time for everyone to leave. Geet just couldn't wait to get back home. She bid everyone goodbye when puneet offered to drop her back home since maan was not there. She refused politely but rashmi insisted. She couldn't even say no. Anyways she was to take taxi. They dropped her off in km and drove off.

The entire mansion was silent. Everyone was tired. She checked on dadima and the kids. All were fast asleep. She went back to her room and switched on the lights. It was just the early streaks of dawn decorating the sky. She saw him, sprawled on the bed, sleeping. He was really very tired. She went closer and caressed his hair for a while, watching him. she had missed him badly. She sighed and stood in front of the mirror, taking off her jewellery.

He opened his eyes a bit, hearing those soft tinkling sound and stretched himself. He turned to see her stand in front of the mirror, doing something. His eyes noticed her attire carefully. She wore a golden yellow sari with heavy work around the borders. He heard her bangles chime as she moved her hands to tie her hair up in a bun. The smooth expanse of her bare back made him gulp hard. Her blouse probably had a thin strip to hold it around her back. She took off her earrings and her necklace. The muscles around her shoulders flexed as she moved her hands swiftly. His gaze fell lower down to her waist where her sari started. He so wanted to run his finger on the lining where it covered her. his gaze fell on her hips, perfectly rounded and sexy. He gasped in some air, imagining how it would feel to have them under his palms.

She felt something and turned back. He pretended to sleep. She sighed and went to change. He left his breath and closed his eyes, unable to get those images out of his mind. she looked rather ravishing today. He was still drowsy. He yawned and tried to sleep. She came out wearing her shorts and his shirt, letting her hair down. She saw him still asleep and slipped beside him. she so wanted to hold him close but then she didn't want to disturb him. she turned her back to him and switched off the light, trying to sleep. Silence prevailed for a while as her eyes closed. But the next moment she felt his hand slide up her bare thighs and move under her shirt. She was startled with this sudden move when his hand cupped her breasts making her gasp.

"maan...", she panted and turned back to see him. he opened his eyes slowly to look into hers. His hand roamed over her curves, squeezing them harshly. Her hands went to hold him right over her shirt, feeling butterflies in her stomach. he didn't say anything and slowly came on top of her. he pulled his hand out and caressed her cheeks softly. She took in a sharp breath feeling his entire weight shift on her. he watched her carefully, breathing heavily, hovering over her lips. She became really emotional and cupped his face, "I was dying to be with you...", she spoke honestly.

He caressed her lips with his thumb and her tongue traced the path of his thumb, making his lips go dry. He looked at his shirt on her and smirked. She smiled and pecked his lips, raising up a bit, "I wanted to feel you.."

"But I just don't want to feel you...", he spoke rather huskily, "I want to have even more of you..." she shivered with the intensity of his words and his piercing gaze. He shifted a bit and brought her bare legs around his waist, pressing his hardening length right over her core, letting her know the extent of his arousal.

"ohhh...", she hissed, being thrown into a spiral of desire. He took the opportunity to take in her lips for a lip-lock. She raised a bit, willingly giving in. She instantly opened her mouth to let him in. His tongue dipped almost till her throat, rolling over hers, touching the corners of her mouth. He pressed himself even more into her, making her part her legs even more to him. she clutched his hair tight, on his sudden onslaught. He parted a bit to take in as much air as possible and dipped his head into her hairs, biting her earlobe, rolling his hot wet tongue over her cheeks, down her throat. She moved her head to her side, giving him space, trying hard not to moan out loud. Her hand crazily went over his chest. She hated that vest. She pulled it off his, tossing it away. His skin was probably made of fire, burning her.

She felt his hand slide under her to squeeze her bottom. She felt breathless with so many thing happening at a time. She let her hands fall on her sides, not even trying to hold him. he hovered lower and bit her curves harshly right over shirt. She arched herself to offer him, trying hard not to hold him. he smiled and nibbled on her lips.

"hold me sweety...", he spoke into her mouth, "don't hold back..."

She moaned out and clutched his hair, pulling him up to face her. she was panting furiously. She tried to take a deep breath in, trying to catch her breath and pushed him on to the bed. She was going mad with him taking so much time. She hated it. she was more into his rawness. She gave him a glare and straddled his waist. Her face was completely red by now. Her hair fell on her sides, making her look really wild. He watched her moves carefully for he loved when she took the lead. He guessed where her next target will be and smiled to himself.

He was sweetly surprised when she went for her shirt, instead of his tracks as he had expected. He held his breath and watched her carefully as she meticulously opened the buttons of her shirt, exposing her front. She didn't even take the shirt off her. she just left all the buttons open. Her hands slid down sensuously down her navel, stopping right over her shorts. He gulped down hard seeing her open the button of her shorts too. To his utter disbelief, she took her shorts off and threw it away. The only thing that covered her nudity was her tiny panties. She was looking directly into his eyes, as if giving him an open invitation to plunder her assets. He couldn't wait to hold her. but she surprised him yet again, leaning right over him.

"wont you undress me today?", she teased him, licking his lips sexily. He smirked and held her by her waist, "I want you to do that...for me! I wont even touch you till you do so..."

She saw his hands fall by his sides, meaning each and every word of his. She took in a sharp breath and went back to sitting position. She looked directly into his eyes and took off her shirt. Her hands went to unhook her bra and the next moment, she was as bare as he was. She again leaned over him and cupped his face, "is that it?", she spoke, feeling him stiffen just with that. he didn't even wait for her to speak further. His hand clutched her hair and smacked her lips right over his. Her fingers held his shoulders and his other hand went down to her hips, Pulling off her panties. She smiled into his lips and pulled away to look at his face. He cupped her breasts in his hands instead and raised himself a bit, taking them in, one at a time. The first thing he did was to suck them as hard as he could.

'maan...", she screamed, falling over him. he didn't let go. He tweaked her ni**** with his fingers while the other curve was in his mouth, pleasuring him and her as well. her fingers dug into his chest as she went breathless. She somehow managed to reach his tracks and push them off. He was so lost into her...that he probably didn't even realize what she did. He stopped for a while. feeling her hands right over his hardness. Ohh that exquisite feeling when she held him tight, "ohh geet...", he moaned, feeling extremely aroused. He literally felt the o***** even before they actually started anything. The moment he felt he'd probably explode, she surprised him further, by slipping him in. His eyes widened feeling this extreme rawness in her act. He looked at her face...it was flushed and her eyes her shut tightly, telling him she felt the same as him. she rocked back and forth, gently adjusting herself, setting the pace. Ohh he absolutely loved her dominance today. He felt back on to the bed, feeling her sharp bites all over him, trying to hold himself.

She was hot...she was deliciously wet and she was his. He flipped her over and thrust himself harder into her. his fingers dug into the most sensitive part of her swell, making her go bonkers.

"ahhh ma—an...", she whimpered under him. and then her eyes snapped open realizing the reality of her dream fantasy. His mouth was again drawn to her mounds, relishing her like never before. A tear slipped out of her eyes as she felt herself explode. She felt dazed, going blank... there was probably nothing to think now. Her dreams were realized...her wishes had come true. They had come a long away and there is just no looking back.

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It was just a few days after roops marriage when dadima started finding it extremely difficult to stay in km. Countless number of times she had found them getting touchy feely around the corners of the house, in the kitchen, anywhere possible. She knew this was to happen...but to this extent...she had never imagined! It was really very embarrassing. She made some excuses and went over to stay with jasmeet, giving them all the privacy they needed. She was now worried about the kids... but then she smiled and went to take some tea with jasmeet in the garden, letting them handle everything there.

It was probably around 8 months to their real marriage and their closeness never seemed to end. In fact they found it even newer and exciting than before. Geet had completely forgotten about anisha or gayathri or anyone else for that matter. She was too happy to see her cute little family together. She still wondered why dadima decided to stay with mamma...she thought maybe she got bored or something with her and maan being in their respective offices, kids in school. Hmm.. elderly people did need someone to be with them always. She even spoke to dadima about it...asking whether she should stop her office but dadima had scolded her for thinking so. She said she enjoyed staying with jasmeet thats why she was there.

Geet came out of her reverie hearing dia scream. She looked out of the kitchen to see namra and maan running after her, to catch her. she smiled, getting back to her work—typical Sunday for them. Life seemed so normal...she stirred her curry, hearing their laughter. She felt satisfied after years. yes! This was her life—Geet Maan Khurana. She could never ever forget whatever happened in the past but what matters now was the present. She simmered the gas and turned to get the dishes out when his hands slipped around her waist, making her jump. She turned to him and he pressed a kiss on her lips in return.

"maan...kids..", she reminded him. but then she heard the kids standing by the door and giggling, seeing the love their parents held for each other. Geet felt extremely shy like that but she even got angry on maan. She turned to the kids and spoke a bit strictly, "you two better go and play in the garden. Go..."

The kids laughed and ran away. She turned to maan angrily only to see him smile at her. he held her waist and pulled her close to him.

"what do you think you were doing hmm?"

"what did I do sweetheart?", he spoke nuzzling her neck. She unknowingly turned her head aside, "maan please... am serious..."

He pressed a wet smooch on her neck ,"even am serious geet..."

She rolled her eyes and pushed him away a bit, "what was that? do you even realize you are spoiling the kids?"

He pulled her close again and get back to where he left, "they should also know how much their mamma papa love each other right... only then they'd hold respect and love for others..", he tried to reason with her.

"but that doesn't mean you...ahhh...", she couldn't even complete her sentence with him biting her complaining lips.

"you speak a lot you know...", he spoke over her lips. She sighed and pushed him away, "chodo mujhe...parson namra ka birthday hain I have a lot to plan..."

[leave me... day after tomorrow is namra's birthday. I gave a lot to plan]

He walked into his room with files in his hand, sweating profusely. It was again the onset of summer and it was very very hot outside. He had some files to get from home so thought he could have lunch with her. he saw her sitting on the bed, making some list, probably for namra's birthday the next day. He took a closer look and found her wearing her usual shorts and his shirt. He smiled and went to get his files but his eyes were stuck at her. she was chewing the end of the pen...looking into her list trying to see if she had missed out anything. His eyes fell on his shirt. She had buttoned only two right over her bosom. The rest were left open. He sighed and kept the files back in the shelf.

"shame on you geet...', he spoke searching for his other file, not looking towards her. he didn't even notice what she was doing now.

"what did I do now?", she spoke, totally amused of his comment.

He looked into the file he was checking, "the weather is getting hotter than you..."

There was a complete silence for a while. he wondered why she was not retorting back. He turned towards her unable to understand the silence. He was shocked to see her stand right beside him, buttoning her completely unbuttoned shirt. He never even realized when she had gotten closer to him. he blinked a couple of times to make sure it was as real as it could get.

She made a face and turned away, putting the buttons together, "yeah right...if thats the matter then go and make love to the weather since you find it so hot..."

She walked away in attitude, making his head spin. Ohh she had come to him all by herself...he couldn't bear that fact. The file from his hands dropped and he strode across the floor and held her tightly from the back, not letting her move. His one hand made its way to her breasts sliding down her collar while the other unbuttoned her short and his fingers delved in. She had just buttoned two of her shirt buttons and he didn't even need to take off her shirt. He just slid his hand into it like it was normal for him. she moaned, feeling his hand squeeze her curves demandingly while the other cupped her core, sliding in, "maan no..."

Her legs refused to support her as She fell to her front unable to take that sexual assault on her all of a sudden. But he held her firm, trapping between his hands. He nuzzled her neck, biting her cheeks, "still so wet umm...", he spoke into her ears, making her wriggle in his hold. His fingers stoked her ever so sensually that made her dizzy.

"no..leave...", she spoke breathlessly when his thumb dug right into her left breast making her scream out loud.

"I know this is your most sensitive part...", he spoke roughly and the next moment his finger thrust in savagely into her. her pupil dilated as she convulsed around him, "I know you so very well...", his voice oozed out attitude as he went deeper into her, "...then how can you ask me to f*** someone else..."

"ahhh...", she hissed, unable to even turn back and face him.

She was completely breathless and his words seemed to arouse her beyond her will. He was mean, he was rough, he was wild... but that's what she loved about him. he was earnest in everything he did... starting from carrying out his responsibilities to satisfying her desires. She felt herself being pushed on to the couch. He ripped off her shirt and his finger went into her cups, pulling them down. She just gave in for another passionate love making, losing herself completely to him. she was his...his only...his wife... his Parineeta!

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