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Ch#8
She slowly stepped out of washroom,wrapped in new white bathrob provided by hotel management. The size was too big for her but in compare to her wet messed dress it was da most precious thing at da moment. Clentching it wid both hands she walked further inside. Her heart leapt at da sight infront of her.Throwing his head back on coach he was lost in his own world. His eyes shut,hairs tosseld,shirt messed bt still it seems like a perfect adorable sight. His handsome face luking like an ocean..pure,calm but dangerously deep.
She could spend her whole life just by standing like this.
Kabhi Jo Badal Barse, Mai Dekhu Tujhe Aankhe Bhar K,
Tu Lage Mujhe Pehli Barish Ki Dua..
Tere Pehlu Me Reh Lu,Mai Khud Ko Pagal Keh Lu,
Tu Gam De Khushiyan Sehlu Sathiyan..
Desire to drown in it danced in her. She stared him without a single blink,drinking him with her eyes. Her arms ached to pull him in her comforting embrace. Her fingers burned to sooth all da tensions away from his handsome face. Her lips throbbed to taste him,to feel him.
Koiii Nahiii, Tere Siva Mera Yahan, Manzile Hai Meri To Sab Yahan..
Mita De Sabhi Aaja Fasle Mai Chahu Mujhe Mujhse bant ley
Zara Sa Mujhme Tu Jhank Le, Mai Hu Kya..??
His eyes open wide suddenly which made her turn instantly. Taking two long steps to grand terrace door she took long deep breaths to calm her rapid heart.
Her eyes following her heart again moved in his direction & when she found his stare looked on her she cudnt able to look away. The only noise was of the falling rain outside but some times eyes can speak more dn words.
Loud thunder outside forced her to look away. Waving her long fingers in her wet hairs she stared at da dark cloudy sky. But he continued to look at her. Or maybe not her...
Pehle Kabhi Na Tune Mujhe Gam Diya, Fir Mujhe Kyu Tanha Kar Diya..
Guzare The Jo Lamhe Pyaar K, Humesha Tujhe Apna Maan K..
To Fir Tune Badli Kyu Ada..??Ye Kyu Kiya..??
Her beautiful face with those wet hairs was looking like a full blosom rose with enchanting dews...for which his throat was burning to drink.
Feeling sudden warmth behind her she turned & found her heart stop to beat. He was standing close..so close. His eyes more magnetic,his colnge much stronger. Her eyes fall shut when his hand cupped her cheek. Fire of his touch pooled inside her like a burning liquid. Just dis mere contact made her each fibre alive or fogged her all senses she didnt understand.
Kabhi Jo Badal Barse, Mai Dekhu Tujhe Aankhe Bhar K,
Tu Lage Mujhe Pehli Barish Ki Dua..
Tere Pehlu Me Reh Lu,Mai Khud Ko Pagal Keh Lu,
Tu Gam De Khushiyan Sehlu Sathiyan..
Sathiyan...
When His Lips touch Her
She was breathless. She was weightless.She felt hungry,needy...something she couldnt define. And she wanted it with dt intensity dt should scare her.
His lips were parted,his hot breath in her mouth, his tongue slipping inside,a welcomed intruder,greeting hers with the taste of him, strange and new yet familiar, as if she had waited a lifetime to taste only him. His other big hand came up to frame her face,his long fingers driving into her wet hairs while he slid his tongue in and out of her mouth, entering her,invading her, making her ache and shiver for something she had only heard of.
His hot tongue took her again and again. The taste of him! Captive between his hands, her jaw opened,allowing him to delve deeply into her. She was stolen ground, conquered territory. Her borders surrendered and her knees dissolved.
Her heart galloped,f ear and freedom and fantasy released within her like something wild.her fingers grbbd his shirt,his masculine muscles of his chest made her hold trembled. The darkness of passion covered them,sheltered them, barricaded them from da others..frrom deir world, fom their own doubts &fears.
He was unable to resist kissing her again and again. Her mouth was so sweet and soft and mysteriously giving. Kissing her seems like breathing...He needed to touch her,to be touched by her. He needed" One hand slid from framing her face down her delicate neck. He paused as he felt her pulse throbbing as fast as his own. Then his touch passed over her collarbone and down. Her skin was warm & flushed with desire.He let his hand come to rest on the side of her bosom. Her moan sounded him to a dazed harmony.
Her kness turned to jelly & she threw her all weight on him.
Sliding inside da gaped robe his palm filled by its perfect roundness.while his thumb found da sensitibe peak.
He began to kiss his way down her neck. She shivered in his hands and he felt her hot panting breath on his hair as he bent over her. He kissed and sucked at her skin,hungry of years marking the trail so he would never lose it again. Her hands fisted in his hair as she whimpered.
The sudden loud knock on door caught attention, throwing cold ice water on them.
He flung himself away, stumbling backward. No words could define horror on his face. Her face flaming,her heart pounding as she leaned back at terrace door for support.
The knock came again, dis time much loud with a female voice"ma'am aap ne kpre dene the dry k lye"
She remain frozed like a statue. From so far she heard his foot steps as he went to open da door. The maid came inside,took her wet clothes from washroom and dnt know wht escape from her moving mouth Geet only gave a nod. She went closing da door behind her leaving her alone.
With shaky steps she sat on bed. Slowly she touched her swollen lips...all him. His gaze ,his touch all played once again in her mind. She fall on her back. First a tiny giggle escaped from her lips which soon turned into teary laughter of happiness.
He didnt come again in room.
~*~
Pari frowned: jb Sleeping beauty soi to wo chotti thi jb wo jaagi to wo bdi ho chuki thi. What about her clothes? Wo to chotte hogaey honge naa. Aur wo itneee saal tk soti rhi. shower bhi nhi lya,brush bhi nhi kya,how can a prince marry her? Us se achi to men hun do baar brush krti hun. he should marry me.haina Geet?
Geet who was desperately waiting for Pari to sleep couldnt stop her smile on her cuteness. She pulled her cheek: idea burra nhi hai ..pr ek problem hai.wo prince sirf Sleeping Beauty k pass jata hai...jb tk tum soo gi nhi wo aaeyga kese?
Pari "oh" With dt she pulled blanket upto her face: men to kb se soo gai.
When Geet felt her light sleepy breathing she slipped out of her bed & went to her attached room. Luking at da masqurd masks in her hand nervous knots tied in her stomach. But she has to do it.
Geet had nt seen him again since d night he stormed out of dt hotel room. Two long days & he had succeded nt to hv a single encounter wid her. She knew he is ashmed, blaming himself for everything. So she finally decided to reveal her secret by showing these masks. Which will whisper her emotions, her feelings, her longing..which will prove she was equally partner in crime.
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The house was in deep sleep. Without disturbing anything she went to his bedroom. His room was empty,as expected he hadnt came yet from office. She looked for da proper place to keep her masks & a red rose.S he went to his bed,picked up a pillow-best place for surprises.
But 1st it was her who got da surprise by finding a photo frame beneath it.Confused she picked it up & on turning her breath lost somewhere in her throat.
She frozed,her eyes wided to saw her Own pic there.. But wait its not her. She never wore white salwar suit, she never tie her hairs in chotti..she never
Fierce beating of her heart echoing around. Clentching her masks & rose in one hand she abruptly open his drawers. Another frame where she was dressed in white & silver sari standing wid far young Maan . Leaving it there she opened his all shelves & cabinet. She opened his wardrobe, throwing more dn half of da clothes outside she finally got for what she was looking. She took out da square photo frame...a bride & groom.Maan & Geet...
Sudden opening of door frozed her & in horror her belongings dropped from her hands.
The loud gushes of wind indicating storm...da weather outside & of Maan was not so different.Instead all of his effort she was standing infront of him..in hiz room. Looking down at floor, his & Geet wedding pic . he came to know da reason behind da broken sound & his messy room. Before his limbs settled for any action his eyes captured da masks too along with a rose.
He remembered...God knows why but da memory of dt incident was always fresh in her mind.
4 years back his black mask..& Golden mask...a red dressed fairy whose beautiful eyes & lips familiarity had scared him.
His eyes snapped to her & da 4 years whole incident played in his mind. His mouth opened but before any word came out she whispered: I Love You.
She raised her hand to push away her soft curls away from her face. The shock made her unaware of her own injured palm caused by holding of rose. Still in dazed state she continued: us pal se jb se mene tumhe dekha tha..din raat hr ek pal men tumhe kbhi bhool nhi paii...hr article,hr news.Dunya ka koi magazine nhi choda mene.bugt chaha pr men khud ko smjha hi nhi pai,khud ko rok hi nhi paii.mujhe pta hi nhi chla kb mujhe tum se Pyar hogya.
Instead of his "Shutup" she continued to spoke: tumhari hr narazgi, hr gusse k bawajud bhi...mene buht smjhaya pr mere dil pr mera bs hi nhi chlta. buht tkleef hoti thi buht dard hota tha tumhari be rukhi dekh kr.Agr men ye tasveere naa dekhti to mujhe kbhi smjh hi nhi aata...pehle lgta tha aaj yakeen bhi aagya mujhe bnaya hi tumhare lye hai
His face had turned red in anger "I said Shutup...Get out"
Geet: men tumse buht pyar krti hun Maan ..kese kahun mujhe tumse
In next moment he marched to her & grabbed her arm. To her shock he dragged hr outside of room: tumhe smjh nhi aata...I said Get Out.
She tried to free her arm from his harsh grip: I m sorry Maan .i know mujhe without permission tumhare room men nhi aana cahey tha.pr mjhe itni bdi sza mt do.mjhse naraz mt ho.men mre jaungi tumhari bger.
He cruely pulled her along downstair: Get lost men tumhari shkal bhi dekhna nhi chahta.
"meri shkal agr tumhari biwi se milti hai is men mera kya kasoor hai?" ..The noises made everyone awake. Rudar ,Saleel, Purvi emerged out of their room.The sight made them froze in horror.
Maan clentched her shoulders in his fierce grip: Ni ho tm uske jesi. koi bhi nhi hoskta.
Between her painful sobs she snapped: phir kyun drte ho tum?
Maan : men nhi drtaa
Geet:tum drte ho..mujh se khud se, apne dil se.
They went behind Maan as he threw out her from da main gate in heavy rain.
Rudar :Maan stop right now.
Saleel:pagal ho gaey ho kya
Purvi:plz Maan aese mt kro
But ignoring all them he locked da door & took da keys with him upstairs.
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"tum drte ho..mujh se khud se,apne dil se"
The night grew more dark & rain became more heavy. When da sufocation became unbearble In need of breath he opened grand window of his room. Beat of his heart matched da thunder outside when he found her still standing there.
Her body was shaking, her lips trembling in cold. But still she remain rooted. Her gaze up, meeting his wid stubborness & determination.
He took backsteps, took out his cell: Tanisha..Will u marry me?
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