MILAN- The Final Destination
PART- 115
@9n9i9s9h9u9
loved ur lyrical comment...⭐️ thnx for the poem too, it's amazing dearo😃… n u don't have to ask me before posting anything on the thread😊
@RageOfAnAngel
wow u caught up wid all of my ffs...so glad u liked milan😳
Tere deewane ki hasrat thi, ke saath tera mille… lu main zitni bhi saanse,
un saanso ko saath tera mille,
tu aayi toh dua meri har puri hui ab chaht hai yeh, tere deewane ki bhul jaaye tu khud ko
kuch is kadar teri deewangi ka saath mujhe milee
aur jab chale tu toh sab kahe '''tu deewani hai meri''' yeh naam tere saath chale.
-by 9n9i9s9h9u9
He couldn't wait for he knew she would come. There was belief in his heart that his Geet, his wife would come for him with his lunch. How dreamy… hayeee. But why was she taking so much time? What if she didn't come? He pushed the doubts away. Nai Maan wo aayegi.
Just then the phone rang. Sir, Mrs. Khurana is here. He had informed the receptionist beforehand about Geet's arrival because he knew how wary Geet was of strangers and new places. Just as the receptionist told him about Geet he marched towards where she was waiting, his heart beating fast excitedly, almost jumping outside to reach out for her.
Her head was lowered, Tiffin in her hands. KC was bigger than Geet had imagined n right now she was ardently looking at the floor thinking that something was wrong with her so everyone was staring. The buzz had travelled throughout the office that Mrs. Maan Singh Khurana was there and employees had gathered to see who had caught the eyes n heart of their boss. Obviously, they were shocked to see Geet. She was simple n looked so scared unlike their boss who was always tip-top with an air of arrogant confidence around him, not to forget his high temper n so everyone feared him extremely.
Maan's pace increased as he saw her, a stupid grin appearing on his face. Everyone gaped with their jaw hanging down. He never smiled n they had come to believe that he was actually incapable of doing so but here he was grinning like a fool. Geet… He stopped before her n she looked up, her nervousness evaporating n confusion taking over. Ghar pe muh phoola hua tha, yahan itne khush kaise hai?
He pulled her into a tight hug n many of his employees literally fainted, gals sighed, seeing this side of Maan. Almost every female in office had a crush on their hot boss n seeing him hugging Geet like that, they all felt super J. Holding her hand in he pulled her towards his cabin.
I knew you would come. He told proudly once inside the cabin. Tumhe KC kaisa laga? Tum pehli baar aai ho na. Aur mera cabin? Mai tumhe pure office ka tour du? Arre tum thak gai hogi. Between his blabbering he pushed her to sit on the couch. Ab batao? Kya? He was about to speak though felt speechless. From Geet he could hear anything, her days… years. What made her laugh, what clutched her heart? Her fears n the light of her life… love n hate. There was so much he wanted to know. There was so much she didn't spoke. He settled on a… Kuch bhi.
And instead of speaking anything she opened the lunch and waited for him to eat. His felt crushed but smiled nonetheless. Tum khilao na. She stiffened then took a morsel n he noticed her hands were shivering and it pained him even more. He wondered what happened to her, she was alright in the morning. Holding her hand he guided it towards his mouth. And then took another morsel to feed her as he knew that she hadn't eaten also. Tears came into her eyes, she was touched. Somehow she knew he understood what she felt n the knowledge that he wasn't complaining or making fun of her for her defects was overwhelming.
They finished lunch where he fed her n also himself with her hand. Khana bahut accha tha… tumne banaya? Nakul ne help ki thi. Naughtily he held her both hands in his n kissed the back of each. Ab mai Nakul ke saath yeh toh nai kar sakta na. Her cheeks turned pinkish while currents ran down with just his innocent kisses on her hands. Pulling her hands back she packed the Tiffin back n stood up, fumbling with her words. Mujhe… jana hai.
Maan held her back, grabbing the Tiffin from her hand n putting it down. Angry? She was incredulous. Without a word she took steps forward in desperate need of getting away. He blocked her path worried if she was upset again when Geet was just plain confused. Mujhse koi galti hui Geet? She shook her head not looking at him. He tried to touch her but she retreated back and he was surprised just for a moment before pulling her forcefully into him. I told you never run away from me. She squeezed her eyes so that fat drops poured out, her throat choked, already sour from all the crying at home. You… don't… have to… do this, She said between sobs... for me.
What?
Pretend.. that you.. want me. She looked at him with tons of pain and shame in her eyes. Morning you… were.. angry. But…but I still… came..here. You…can shout if… you want. Then only he understood what she was saying. Silly girl was thinking that he didn't want her. Joke of the century!! He was just doing it for her sake n it was damn hard for him to not take her every time his eyes found her before him.
It was his mistake. She would have cried herself red at home thinking that he was angry, didn't find her good enough n all that shit. What he had to do to make her believe? I want you Geet. I really do. Each time I see your body or even smell you or think about you all I want to do is f**k you senseless. Take you so hard that only Maan remains in your head n nothing else. He smirked when a deep flush crept from her neck to face. Her heart had started to beat even faster listening to his blatant words. He wiped her tears n kissed her forehead letting his lips linger there. Shivering under his touch she tried to breath. But Geet, how would I know what you want if you wouldn't tell me? I was keeping distance because I thought you were sick n needed rest. His lips came over to her temple kissing there lightly. Both closed their eyes to feel each other to the maximum.
What do you want Geet? What you wanted last night, this morning?
Scared, she was damn scared. Surely he wouldn't make her say it. Because she couldn't, the only thing she wanted was to run somewhere n hide in a hole. She was already all red n tingles were running up n down her spine just by thinking of the consequences if she said it. It would be so embarrassing. What he would think about her? He could never want her like he said he did… she was so bland n if she said something wrong he would hate her. She didn't want him to hate her again.
With the thought she started struggling in his grip but Maan was adamant he wanted her to speak, to break at least one wall. If he wanted his Geet back, this was the first step. It didn't matter if she said the opposite what he was expecting n wanted so much, certainly it would hurt but to an extent she would open up n that was all he wished for. Bolo Geet. He said plastering her to himself. Her chest flattened against his hard one n his gradually swelling member-which he was trying so much to control-pressed onto her thigh, demanding attention. She gasped pushing at his chest but he held her hands behind her back. Tumhe mujhse darne ki zaroorat nai hai. His actions might seem rough but his eyes were hurt, words vulnerable n she couldn't take it. She closed her hazels. Mai tumpe chillaoga nai Geet. Mai jaanta hu maine tumhe galat samjha… n I shouted at you before. This was the first time he was admitting it to even himself. I am sorry.
Nai Maan… If he really wanted her to say it she would, but…. She had to find a decent way to say it. Mai chahti thi. Haan….He encouraged n she felt his breath on her face. Ki app…umm… mujhe pyaar kare. Though a certain part of anatomy stirred below, he narrowed his eyes on her. That wasn't enough. Kaise? He was so evil. She gulped n whined, eyes still closed. Kaise jaan? She half melted in his jaan. I… wanted you to make love to me. Is it enough or… His lips crashed upon hers n they weren't like last time. They were persistent n demanding, forcing her mouth open for his tongue barge in. She tried to free her hands but he held them tight.
He should have but he didn't. His control just slipped n his erection was so hard it was painful. After her confession he only knew one thing that he wanted to be in her. He wanted to satisfy her in every way possible n seek his own solace in it.
His mouth left hers to run kisses along her jaw. She had barely taken a breath in when he started to kiss her again. She kissed back. Her hand weren't free but tongue was and she felt bolder after already telling openly what she wanted, also his hardness below was telling how much he was straining. Just when she thought he would leave her his hands went down to grab her hips n he pulled her along his body. Drawing her legs up, he hoisted her body over the table. It was large n it was perfect. They removed as much things as possible knocking them down with their hands in haste. He lowered her back n she felt papers below. Standing between her legs he removed his pants. Geet opened her eyes, frightened.
Liked the view? Maan asked mischievously lowering his boxers too. Geet blushed but stared.Koi aa jayega… Uh.. huh… I have already ordered to not disturb when Mr. n Mrs. Khurana are busy in cabin. She laughed-the heavenly sound filling whole room-when he climbed onto the table awkwardly. He didn't care. He tugged her salwar n panties down, groaned when his hands moved under her kurti n found her breasts clad in bra. She giggled n he looked warningly at her. You won't be laughing after a bit.
Nudging her thighs apart, he positioned himself between her. She was dripping wet, all ready. Before Geet knew he was diving in, his hardness stretching her. Pleasure n pain mixed in extremity, leaving no awareness of what was what n she moaned his name while he rocked his body with hers. Their hips buckled, both meeting each other for desperate thrusts. He squeezed her breasts n she clutched his shoulders digging her nails in his skin. He filled her neck with kisses n bites that left her craving for more.
With the speed they were going it didn't take her long to reach climax n he followed, bursting inside her. Both shuddered though their orgasm n Maan kissed her once more, this time slowly n lovingly as if thanking her. She cupped his cheek n kissed all over his face. His heart just warmed up with all happiness that he hadn't hoped was his. Was I that good? She smiled-her face panted in red hue with his love-n nodded. Very much. He stood up n got dressed then helped her with clothes since she was still shaking in the aftermath of their actions.
After sometime he personally gave her a tour of KC. Strangely, Geet didn't feel that nervous. Yes, she hardly talked to anyone but she smiled politely to all. His presence was comforting n the aura with which he held himself before everyone as though telling 'I am the boss here' gave her confidence. Whenever he introduced her to someone his voice was proud n hands automatically slipped onto the small of her back, silently telling that she was his.
She loved it.
She loved how he walked around with authority, how everyone respected him n even how everyone was so scared of him. She loved what they did in cabin and she loved how he looked at her afterwards… the big office and the whole business that he managed so perfectly, she loved it all. What she loved the most was the fact that she was loving it. Geet didn't remember the last time when she was out n wasn't wishing to crawl back inside the four lonesome walls as soon as possible. This feeling was completely forgotten by her.
They came back to his cabin. Now tell me how did you like it? KC is beautiful. That's means you liked it? Yes. She grinned seeing the enthusiasm on his face. Then will you work here? Her grin faded morphing into a frown. Why? So that we can do what we did a while ago every day. He joked but she was too apprehensive to pay it heed. Okay, jokes apart. It would be nice if you worked here, I mean mujhe bhi accha lagega. He held her hand in his. I will take care of you.
She thought for a second n Maan could tell her mood had dimmed again. Before speaking she smiled faintly but there was certainty on her face. Okay. He was beginning to get happy when she added. If you want I am ready to work. Geet picked up the tiffin while he was absorbed in thoughts. Mujhe ghar jana chahiye ab. He stopped her. Mai bhi saath chalunga. Par abhi apka time nai hua hai. I don't have any time. The office is mine. He winked n entwined his fingers with hers as they walked out.
In the car he repeated her words in his mind. If you want I am ready to work. Her agreement to work in KC was just because he wanted it. Maan glanced at Geet who was currently looking outside lost in her thoughts cradling the tiffin in her lap like a baby, his eyes moved to her face. When they were in college did he ever imagine her to work in a boring construction office? No way!! She wasn't like that. Something vibrant, more challenging to her personality, that could exploit her unique sense of creativity would suit her. What was cool n sufficient to him might be unfulfilling for her and MSK wanted the best for his wife.
When they reached home Rohan pounced on Geet pulling her into a hug. What are you doing? Maan asked with rage n Rohan ignored him. Geet, I love you. Maan's jaw hung down to the floor as he ripped Geet away from Rohan. My wife. He declared and Rohan in turn glared at him then smiled stupidly. Aaj tumhe sab maaf hai Maan. Then looked at Geet. Thank you so much Geet. Thanks for sending Shanaya with me. Ooohhh… Maan thought to himself. His cousin wasn't proposing his wife otherwise he would have to kill him. Phew.
Geet couldn't control her own excitement. So…. did it work?
Not exactly. We are still where we were but at least I convinced her for another meeting.
You mean date? She grinned at him.
You are very smart.
Daddy…. Jia came to Maan, her clothes smudges with dirt n soil on face. Princess. Rohan exclaimed to piss Maan.
My princess. Maan informed again with an angry glare. He picked Jia up in his arms.Shit! What did you do to yourself? Hwww, Daddy that is bad word. Jia chided for Maan's 'shit' n he wondered where she learned it. I was playing in garden. Alone? Maan asked unbelievably. No silly. She smaked his forehead with her small, dirty hand. Till now only his clothes were dirty, Jia decorated his face too. The fartner was with me. Rohan n Geet chuckled at the 'fartner' while Maan sighed. He would deal with the gardener later. I hope you didn't get soil inside your stomach. Jia shook her head sucking her upper lip innocently. Maan sighed again. Chalo I will clean you up. Otey, but without water after that we will see princess wali movie. Yes but first tell what did you eat?
Maan took Jia upstairs n there was horror on Rohan's face. What happened?
I am never having kids. I don't know how Maan does it. Geet looked at the stairs from where Maan had left with an admiring smile on her face. Even after being a man he had developed a motherly side, only he could do it. I will go help him. She said n rushed after her hubby not waiting to see the knowing smile on Rohan's face.
PRECAP- Twist coming…
Don't know why but I thoroughly enjoyed writing this part…..😳 Maybe it was the touchy-giddy moments between maaneet but I was completely satisfied with a part after a long time. Although, it stretched more than I had planned still am happy. Hope I didn't bore you guys in my happiness😛. And yes, don't get used to this lovey-dovey thingy, a bit of a mess is still pending.
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