This part is dedicated to a very dear friend of mine 😳
This is the end of the SS, last part.. It was very hard to pen down this one, as describing the level of passion of IshRa is very hard.. I have tried my best to put in my style though.. Hope u all like it 😊
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Part 4: You drive me crazy baby, I am yours FOREVER!!
The party at the Bhalla's was on full swing, with couples indulging in their own sweet conversations, few men busy in their business talk.. The ladies in their world of gossip.. Everyone was oblivious that two people in the room were in a state of longing, yearning and craving like never experienced before. The ache in them burning to consume not only them but also everyone else around and reduce them to ashes.
Raman was talking to Amma and Appa when ishita walked in in her changed form, she went and stood beside Raman thinking he would notice her.. but he seemed to be very much engrossed in his own conversation.. And after finishing his talk with Appa he just left from there without even noticing her.. Did he even see her, she thought.. She was standing right beside him, dressed in his wishes but he did not even seem to pay any attention. Was he upset or was he just trying to ignore her, she thought worriedly.
"Ishu ne dress change panindiya, edakaga?" Mrs. Iyer asked ishita.
"Ama Amma, I was not feeling comfortable in it.. Amma na ippo varen I will go and check the food arrangements" she told her mom walking towards the dining area.
He was talking to Mihir, on the far side of the room.. Raman had more than acknowledged the presence of his wife but he was just trying to pull her reins to get her to him. She looked nothing less than stunning in the blue saree she had draped in a sexy style, revealing in just the right places making him want to drag her and sweetly torment her and him before making her his in the truest sense possible. But there was a fear running in him too, she had said she would answer his question tonight. Even though a part of him told him it was going to be positive and there was nothing to worry about but another part him was not so sure.. it had put in all sorts of questions in his mind from.. would she leave me to did she love someone else? Which was very stupid. It made him frustrated and he was not liking it at all. He went towards the bar thinking a drink maybe will cool down his nerves.
He was testing me, ishita thought looking at him sip his drink in bar. But was she to blame him, she had been testing him too and maybe he just did not like the play anymore. She got up her eyes still stuck on his husband. Tonight was going to be their night, as she would give herself away to her husband, completely and totally. She walked towards their room with the intention to make this night the most memorable one in their life. She had even arranged for ruhi to sleep with her Daadi so that they could have the night totally for themselves.
The party ended with people slowly thanking Raman on his success and wishing him more in the future. While he shook hands and smiled his eyes roamed through the room searching for his wife. She was no where no to be seen since the past one hour. Where had she gone? Was everything ok with her? Why had she disappeared suddenly? All these questions were troubling him.
His phone rang, and he picked it up on the first ring seeing Ishita's name on it. "Kahan bhaag gaye tum" he asked his voice concerned.
"Raman!" she said taking a deep breath.. Hearing his name from her made the hair on his forearm stand in anticipation. He waited for her to continue.
"Come to our room, aapko aapke sawaal ka jawab mil jayega" she said her voice deep. She cut the cal saying so.
His heart was beating so fast, like he had run a marathon. He was scared and happy at the same time. He walked towards their bedroom counting each step like his life depended on it.
She looked around scanning the arrangements she had made for them. It was not much but she hoped with all her heart that he would like it.
The Room was shining with soft light around from the LED balloons that ishita had arranged, there was a single candle burning near the balcony, indicating the blazing hunger that ishita and Raman had in them for each other. Ishita stood between the light, her face radiating as she waited restlessly for her husband to arrive, for the ultimate love of her life to come and accept her.
He opened the door to their room slightly shivering. His eyes first met the soft light coming from the room. His stood there staring at his wife glowing between the light, then looking around he found, there were balloons arranged above their bed which read something.. He walked towards her. She just stood there her eyes locked to his. As he went nearer he could see what the balloons read "For my love" they said.
His heart jumped, and he wanted to do a victory dance on reading those words. He went and stood a foot away from her. She looked breathtaking and he could not wait to feel her in his arms. She had been the most precious gift that god had sent in his life and she was going to be his today.
"Raman!" she said calling him out of his thoughts. She had extended her hands for him to hold. And he took her hands in his without a seconds thought.
"Mujhe darane ka irada toh nahin hai na tumhara, ye balloons vo mombatti aur beech mai tum, bas safed sadi ke kami the" he said trying for some humor.
She did not laugh, did not even smile just kept looking at him. And just when he thought she was not going to say anything, she came and stood nearer to him her hands still holding his for support. She felt as if she would fall if his hands were not holding her.
"You have always supported me through everything Raman, you cared for me in your own unique way.. You cared for my family too. You gave me the most precious gift in the form of Ruhi. But it was all never enough for me Raman, I wanted you. I have wanted you from the moment u started loving Ruhi, I have wanted u every-time u fought for my family, I wanted u wen u took take of me through my pain and allergies" she said smiled remembering the situation where he had applied lep on her face and took care of her, she wanted to kiss him and thank him even then but now she actually do it. He was her's after all. She continued looking at him listen to her with utmost concentration.
"I craved for your love Raman and when u confessed your love for me two weeks back, I initially thought it was one of your tricks, but I later realized that my husband actually loves me.. that u love me the same way that I love u.. I love the shine in your eyes every time you taunt me, wanting to compliment me but doing the exact opposite.. I love it when u fight with me, cause you're the only one I can fight with without fearing about your thoughts for me.." He held her waist with both his hands and pulled her into to him on hearing her say this.
"Your my Raavan kumar, the devil in my life.. and I fell in love with the sexiest devil ever.. I fell in love with your smile, I fell in love with ur happiness, I feel in love with your mistakes too, in short I fell in love with u Raman" She gave him a small kiss on his cheek and he snorted and stole a quick kiss on her lips and let her continue as he knew his lecture queen was not yet done.
"Raman I love you! And thats my answer to your question" she proclaimed.
"And my jaan! I can't help myself but love you" he said taking her lips in a slow sensuous kiss. This kiss was different. It was a kiss between two people who loved each other and who had accepted each other with everything in them. They came apart for some breath.
"Itna ghuma fira ke bolne ke kya zaroorat the ishu, directly bol dete I love you.. I could have kissed u sooner then" He said kissing her nose which crinkled cutely whenever he teased her.
She just smiled looking at her husband. She suddenly felt complete. She was right where she wanted to be, in her husband's arms with him teasing her sweetly. She closed her eyes to feel the atmosphere in her.
Raman took the chance and went for her lips. This time she needed no encouragement from him, she kissed him fervently and her hands snaked around his neck holding onto him.
"We won the game baby!" he whispered against her lips
His hands where everywhere on her body, trying to touch explore and cherish.. He took his lips from hers and placed it on her neck.. He was trailing kisses on them.. He went to the place above her collar bone where her pulse was beating feverishly. He sucked on the point lightly making her moan in pleasure. A chill ran through him on hearing her moan. His hands had become more urgent, they went to her pallu and pushed it aside.. revealing soft, smooth skin for him to relish. He bit her skin lightly, leaving a trail of love bites on them.
She could not take anymore. She was tugging on his coat urging him to take it off. He helped her strip his coat off.. Her hands were clumsily trying to open his shirt buttons. He let her open a few and then stopped her.
"Not so fast sweetheart, otherwise we will be done even before we start" he whispered near her ear, kissing and biting her ear lobe.
He carried her in his arms, and placed her on the bed.. their bed now, they would mark it as theirs tonight.
He came on top of her, taking her lips, this time the kiss was not slow it was fast.. With an urgency in both of them explore and know each other..
His hands went for her breast, feeling them and kneading them.. They were perfect fit for his palms.. it was like they were designed for him. She gasped at the feel of him so intimately on her body. He unbuttoned her blouse somehow, which took even more longer as those small hooks were playing their own game with his hands..
He pleasured her in way she had never imagined before to even exist. His hands and mouth doing their magic on her breast.. She could feel him getting hand, and that just peaked her excitement all the more. She had opened all the buttons of his shirt and was trying to make him take it off.. He gave up his assault on her breast some rest and obliged to her request and took his shirt off.. She could feel his heated skin on her fingers, and ran her nails through his back creating marks..
Ramans hands went down, exploring her navel.. his fingers playing with her skin and teasing her in their way.. His hands wandered even lower and touched her in the most intimate way possible.. She let out a load moan on feeling his touch.. She was in no mood to stop him.. she just held him even more closer, urging him to go on.. His lips found her, as their tongues united.. He stripped off the rest of their clothing, and took her to make him his.. They found the rhythm and synced together in love.
"I am yours forever!" Ishita whispered against raman's chest. As he held his love in his arms never to let go.
I end it here!!
"You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not." Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper
Edited by PreruS - 11 years ago
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