SS 10 Josephine & M.A.C on 143 - Page 80

Originally posted by: TanjoreGirl

inka fighting our Enough II hee toh hame itne door leke ayaa hai .. let them fight but a honeymoon once in your life should be fun too like their wedding was.. so perfect there also non stop fighting but we gushed and gushed and gushed , i am positive honeymoon will be perfect too in their own style 😳 arre coffee piye toh we can gush .. 😆

Oh and i thought of one more to the list :

Both of them reading books in a park around the river him leaning against a tree and her head on his lap and them reading

Originally posted by: TanjoreGirl

inka fighting our Enough II hee toh hame itne door leke ayaa hai .. let them fight but a honeymoon once in your life should be fun too like their wedding was.. so perfect there also non stop fighting but we gushed and gushed and gushed , i am positive honeymoon will be perfect too in their own style 😳 arre coffee piye toh we can gush .. 😆

Oh and i thought of one more to the list :

Both of them reading books in a park around the river him leaning against a tree and her head on his lap and them reading

Originally posted by: swathi1990

He will read...She will most probably listen to suryan FM

naah even she is a voracious reader .. I think she will also read ,:-)

Will he show her the photos that he took ?

Originally posted by: Hsp.canada

Reading together is damn sexy👍🏼 and that too in Jardin de Tuileries.

Ditto to the above mentioned.

i know right.. i find that and their texting and his holding her shruti box most sexy :-)

Originally posted by: TanjoreGirl

inka fighting our Enough II hee toh hame itne door leke ayaa hai .. let them fight but a honeymoon once in your life should be fun too like their wedding was.. so perfect there also non stop fighting but we gushed and gushed and gushed , i am positive honeymoon will be perfect too in their own style 😳 arre coffee piye toh we can gush .. 😆

Oh and i thought of one more to the list :

Both of them reading books in a park around the river him leaning against a tree and her head on his lap and them reading

Hold that pose but have him twirl her hair too. Picture perfect!! 😉

Originally posted by: swathi1990

Will he show her the photos that he took ?

that will be cute ! also may be if she stumbles upon it or he has sent sam a copy and vandu and everyone see it except her and Shravu lands up spilling the beans 😳

somehow after the harrowing lost and found experience i want them to have some mushy gushy time atleast for 2 days 😆

Originally posted by: TanjoreGirl

that will be cute ! also may be if she stumbles upon it or he has sent sam a copy and vandu and everyone see it except her and Shravu lands up spilling the beans 😳

somehow after the harrowing lost and found experience i want them to have some mushy gushy time atleast for 2 days 😆

Don't we get an update around this time? Kids want story from me, uff I will miss my story, why can't these boys understand this😛

Bathed in Bourbon

He picked up her passport from on top of his biker mags and placed it gently on the coffee table
And walked back to the bar topped off his bourbon glass, added 4 extra cubes of ice... and walked away.
. he wore cargos and a black shirt...many buttons open hair ruffled, she was aroused and angry at the sight of him when he had entered the room

NOW? Plain devastated

, did not eat dinner... just went to bed at 9 and cried herself to sleep
At 9 ish the next morning, she was woken up by Amma calling... saying Wed was Pradosh and she wanted II to shower and make something special if she could

"I know u are on your honey moon, but since you live in a apartment you might be able to find things like milk and sugar, just make kheer"

II hesitated to tell her Mom "Because we fought on reception night, I didnt pack any thing religious, the little lamps, prayer things and
photos Amma gave her to go "start her life ceremonially in the Paris apartment" was all sitting in the Malcha Marg prayer room

She squirmed... Rakshasan had basically asked her to leave she had her tickets ready how could she tell Amma she was returning by herself.
She sat up wide awake...

"Go back to Malcha Marg and stay there a week and a half? and then go to D II for good?"
"Go to D II directly?"

If he was daring her to make that move... SHE WOULD DO IT

She turned to the side and found indentation on the pillow, he HAD come to bed, not sure when he came and when he left

She went to the shower she had to take a head bath anyway...after paying lip service to Amma's request

Picked out a orange/dark pink chiffon saree with a orange fishnet like halter neck blouse... wore her bindi... tied her wet hair with a white south indian towel, knotted her hair into a ball at the base of her neck

Played some of her favorite kritis on her phone, plugged it into the sound system, so it played in the kitchen...

She walked by the study he was inside...He was wearing blue jeans and the multi colored stripe full sleeve shirt.. he wore when he came to for the "ladki dekho?"

He didnt turn it down or shut it off... she made herself some chai and toast and wondered how to make kheer...
there was no prayer room or anything or even photos with a lamp

ATHEIST!! RAKSHASAN!! Hope u live here by yourself... nobody ever bother bothers you, I am going to go tell Sam
She cursed...

There was rice in a small bin... she set some to boil... went to his ipad Googled a Ganpati image smiling
Necessity is the mother of invention she said

She lit a lamp with a cotton ball turned wick and oil in a small bowl and placed it by the image...
She looked in the ceiling for fire alarms, there had been many a disasters of it going off in her apartment in Atlanta over burnt paranthas, subzi, and cooker whistles
not to mention agarbathis and oil lamps

She went travel site and booked herself a ticket to Delhi.

She opened the study door he looked up from the keyboard hoping she would talk?
He worked on the fancy cherry table.. there was one empty glass of bourbon, no almost empty 20% and one that was full... diluted but full... may be the ice cubes melted and he never got to it? he went to bed?

A bottle of beer from the afternoon sat there as well along with a CMU coffee mug pen holder, HOLDERS, three of them? like he was a sketch artist...
She looked at the Laserjet printer "ARGPRINT" it had for a network name

She went and searched for it connected to it and sent her job...
It errored out... she peeked by the door she heard it cycle... she went back and resent it watched the job disappear from the Printer menu... and went in he stood by the printer holding her jobs


"I need those" she said
He had a stunned looked... someone said to him "U can never hike again?" or something

The expression quickly changed to rage...

She smelled like sandal soap,his gaze incredulously swept over her from the head wrapped in a soccer ball like shape
to her orange blouse revealed more than it concealed he could see his name on her right breast on skin exposed by the scrap of a triangle attempting to cover it
She ran out to turn off the gas as she heard it hiss, leaking over the pot...
She went back in to get her reservation "its not a 400 page paper back like Leaving Berlin (his current book, she found by the bed this morning)" she sniggered
He held her reservation behind his back

"Give the goddamn reservation to me" she shrieked

"U BOOKED THE TICKETS?" he asked biting and spitting every word out

"I have my passport, I am sorry YOU gave it to me last night... too drunk to remember I can tell" she mocked again... agitated as he crept near her
She waved her hand to point to the various liqour containers...

HE UNDID one of his buttons, and the nature of that reckless intent made her heart pound


He grabbed her chin and bent down on her lips, no sign of tentative behavior, no gentleness he usually showed, he was punishing and dominating the kiss hard and hot,
sucking her anger out of her throat, and feeding it back to her morsel by morsel... wouldnt let her respond, just took, sucking biting and tasting, as if she were II and and was being fed chocolate cake

Ravaging the sensuous feast presented to him, hating the ball of a towel in the back... fumbling to find an edge and yanked it cursing... the meter long hair unfurled like black vines, spreading all over her bare smooth back
she shivered as it rubbed against it

She kicked his ankle... to free her mouth, he dropped her papers to grab her waist with her other hand so he could lift her as he sucked on her nose ring..like it was hard candy

She punched his belly.. stepping back and feeling the desk behind her moved side ways when he moved in her direction stumbling on the folds of her saree... falling back on his desk

Panicking, her loud voice still hoarse from two nights ago... she felt vinyl folders and paper files under neath, she kicked them all as she scrambled upwards... her head hit the beer bottle, she reached and grabbed as he leaned over the table she aimed the flow of beer at him, it was almost full, he knocked it off her hand

"DONT YOU DARE" she shrieked

He picked up the almost full glass of bourbon and emptied it on her, she closed her eyes as he poured from a height... it hit her upper body curves and sprayed everywhere

She yelled and cried at the same time turning on her side as her soaked pallu and halter neck dripped liquid gold, her hair was soaked in it too...

"What is wrong with you" she shouted

"U are insane... RAKSHASAN!!" "I just showered Amma wanted me to make an offering... bas***d" she screamed... wiggling off the table or trying to, he picked up the 70% empty glass and poured it on her and began to sponge it off with his lips
"Vandita told me you were a handful" he said viciously, tonguing her cleft hungrily

"If you expected a docile, mute creature why did u marry me, u stinking creep!!!!"


Unshaven since Monday SHE HATED IT the second third day was the worst.. he knew it... she grabbed his hair and yanked it off her curves... bourbon pooled between her curves and in the base of her throat, he drank hungrily

She convulsed... once, twice... her arms falling back to the sides weakly letting go of his hair as she trembled and shook under his onslaught, trying to reach for the edge of the table she held with her fingers to hoist herself just as he lay on her completely
He didnt undo her safety pin on the halter neck holding her pallu to her blouse... just sucked her skin of every precious drop of bourbon, her yellow cord her pendants

Watching her strain and shudder as he groaned audibly... a fresh wave of panic swept over her... as he took her hand to his Levis 501?

"He was going to take her... HE WAS GOING TO TAKE HER FULLY CLOTHED"

AYYYO!!!

"No no noo" "No "she screamed "No " he fell on her muffling her sounds...
His right hand going to her ankle... encountering a slim anklet... pressing down on her with part of his body he lifted up his head to examine it... almost released her she thought joyously

As he bent down on it, and opened his mouth, she kicked in agony, it only had one pair of bells by the S hook it rang weakly, her entire being rattled at what he did next

He kissed her tightly bent toes with that GODDAMN RASPY CHIN AND LIPS

She pulled herself up to yank his hair... as he slid her saree over legs

"I am not wearing orange thongs... u moron... I had my period... u pigg" she begged


"NO... bas***d... LET ME GO DA" "GET YOUR CHEAP THRILLS STARTING TOMORROW. I AM LEAVING TONIGHT" She shrieked, his lips went from ankle to calf to knee... he rubbed her knees as if she was arthritic

JERK!!... and then went to the inside of her thighs... on wedding night errmm.. afternoon he was clean shaven

Today... he was like a porcupine... she used every atom of energy not to climax as his lips inched towards her pelvis, she shut her legs off tightly, in fact sewed them together

He reached for her waist and slid the "not a thong, but not grandma's underpants either... somewhere in between lingerie" off

"dont do this" he begged
as he rolled it off her legs

She hoisted herself up weakly and lunged at him, he held her bodily blow, and tossed his entire body at her... they kicked whatever remained on the table to the carpet

He reached for her hand and made her undo the steel buttons...on his fly front
She didnt have to look to know he was ready... he didnt take off his jeans, just positioned himslef as he carressed her thighs

"Now II" he demanded huskily

"When I kill you bas***d" she kneed him, he grabbed before he knee could connect... spreading it apart, as he entered her.. she shook pushing him away... unprepared for the contact after 7 days... but her moans went unheeded... he only pushed harder

Their groans melded somewhere as their bodies did... she was still sore... but acutely sensitized, every pore tingled..terrifying pleasure building inside her...

"I wont stop II" he bit her ear lobe, and felt her nose ring with his thumb, arousing himself to fever pitch...letting out an agonized sound
she wasnt aware of the nervous sounds she made.. or her frantic movements to accommodate him...
as their damp hot bodies slid on the smooth cherry desk...he was
pulling out completely to stare... and going back in as she choked in excitement and fear


"Move" he ordered holding her hips... sliding in and out purposefully... as she gasped... her eyes dilating in unconcealed rapture