MILAN- The Final Destination, PART 112

MILAN- The Final Destination
PART- 112

Sometime during the story Geet fell asleep n woke up only when a hand dropped over her waist, she felt him behind her. He leaned closer burying his face into her hair n whispered huskily. Thank goodness you woke up… I couldn't let one more night go in vain.

 

 

 

 

 

He nuzzled her neck n she tried to clear the sleepy fog over her mind. What was he doing? Jia was there just beside them. Maan…? Geet turned her head n he used the opportunity to nibble her ear lobe, nipping softly. Hmm…. His heavy breathing snatched her breath away. Jia moved a little n Geet scared as hell slowly looked at her. Phew, she was sound asleep. Again looking at Maan, bending her neck at an awkward angle, she found his eyes completely glazed, he kissed her cheek while his fingers played on her stomach, making lines n circles. She understood what he wanted and the realization made her stomach tumble funnily. He kept placing feather light kisses on her accessible cheek as if waiting for her to say or do something, anything. Her skin tingled with his kisses n her heart swelled with a feeling so powerful that she didn't know how to curb that.

 

Maan we can't leave Jia. She said trying to stop him, this couldn't keep going on.

 

Maan agreed, he could never leave his princess when she just had a bad dream, she often had bad dreams n woke up in mid of nights and if he wasn't beside she would get restless. But he couldn't wait also, no not anymore. Not after her approval. He wanted her, needed her in every way and would lay his claim before she changed her mind. It was not just physical but far more than that. He needed that one thread connecting them…. that would make them something. The marriage was just for name sake when they had tied knots n if that has changed or not, for her, he had no idea. So this was his assurance that she wouldn't leave him ever again, that she would be his, only his n they would share something, intimate n personal, only the two of them.

 

The thought only excited him to no ends.

 

That's why we can't make noise. Her breath hitched. He was suggesting that…. You mean….

 

Mmm. He moaned, taking the sensitive skin of her neck between his teeth n sucking at it. His hands pushed her further against him so that their torsos n legs pressed firmly together.Yes….? What do I mean?Flush rose on her skin giving it a lovely red hue that was visible to him in the dim glow of night lamp. Uff… how could he not fall for her again n again? Jia jag jayegi… She reasoned but unknowingly pressed herself more into him. What if she saw us? He chuckled against her neck n she felt the light movement in his chest on her back. We are not going to murder her fuffy. If she woke up, by chance, she would just find us making love.

 

She got even redder. Yet, a strange kind of thrill seemed to pass all over her. She had not felt like this, not since ages or her entire life. 'Making Love', there is a reason why it was called that, haina? She asked herself with tears in eyes. Did that mean he loved her, still? After all what she did, the grave mistake that she committed and ruined his life. The clock in her buzzed, the time had come. Finally she would give what was always his, thing she had fought for but never believed would come a day when she would actually become so lucky. Even if he didn't love her, she was ready to give him whatever she had. It was his right; he was her husband after all.

 

His large, firm hand roamed along her arm arising goose bumps and she closed her eyes. Maan kissed her neck, her shoulder through the cotton fabric of her night suit. Today, bizarrely, the barriers didn't bother him. He didn't felt restless nor was he in any hurry. He had all the time in world, she was there, he was there… nothing between them could ruin the moment or stop him. He felt at peace, taking his own sweet time.

 

She moaned when he bit her shoulder n pressed his hand below her navel. His mouth kept teasing her and hand wandered all over her stomach as he every now n then seductively rubbed his torso against her back. She turned her head around to glare at him for taking it slow. But he surprised her by catching her luscious lips into his slightly rough ones. His lips moved gently, erotically against hers pushing them open.

 

She was charged with so much of raw tension and anticipation that as his hand drew up on her stomach n fingers brushed the underside of her mounds, she gasped. His tongue moved inside her mouth, lovingly caressing hers then studying the surrounding giving each crevice ample attention. She tentatively moved her tongue over his n currents ran through them. His hold tightened n she drew a sharp breaths in, moaning fervently inside his mouth. Her mouth suckled at his tongue n Maan moaned repeatedly too. His hand continued to caress her stomach over the cloth, fingers dancing n tickling provocatively.

 

She pushed her tongue into his mouth n he sucked at it hungrily just like she had done. They parted n their mouths mashed together again exchanging all that was there, saliva, tongue n love.

 

He withdrew his mouth to come back n nibble of her lower lip, nipping at it with his incisors making it swell. Her neck had started to ache n she really tried to hold but couldn't stop writhing. She kept her hand over his that was creating havoc on her stomach n squeezed it hard. As if all her actions n related demands were pre-embedded in his each cells. Without letting her mouth go he hooked his hand under her n pushed her to turn towards him completely.

 

He pecked her mouth with tiny sizzling kisses n bit her nose and stared deep into her eyes. Geet blushed n hugged him tight. He hugged her back n ran his hands up n down on her back as they lay sideways facing each other. His hand found the strap of her bra; he stretched it from over the cloth n freed it in a snap. Geet gasped with slight pain n when she titled her head upward to see his face, he was smirking naughtily. I told you I don't like bras. She smiled a little n kissed his chin. I wouldn't wear it again in bed. It was impossible to measure his delight n Geet had never thought that her small agreement would please him so much n she felt a pinch of guilt. Why she didn't know? Had she gone so far that now she didn't even entirely know what kind of person he was? He was still the same man who craved nothing but love.

 

Maan pecked her lips n whispered over her mouth. Panties too. His tongue played with her lips and she blushed again closing her eyes. Okay. And…She shushed him, kissing him full on the lips.

 

He pulled her tighter into him, bewildered, framing her body with his. By now his was fully aroused, his heart thudded with heavy beats n member downwards was getting bigger, throbbing inside his briefs making clear that wasn't the place it wanted to be inside. Maan burying his face into her neck bit hard pressing his manhood on her thigh. The awareness that he was hard made her hotter, she felt her core aching n tingling in need for him. Eagerly his mouth sucked where he had bitten her, soothing it with the wetness at the same time making the spot sour, she liked this soft nip that his mouth inflicted biting n sucking on her tender flesh. She loved it in fact. The way it made her wriggle inside her own skin, the way it ignited that powerful fire of crude, extreme desire. She wondered if he felt the same.

 

He felt a lot more. The boiling blood flowing in his veins yearned salvation, chill, Geet. Yet he was taking it leisurely. He wanted to live these moments as long as he could, before they faded into nothingness. He still couldn't completely assure his heart that she would always be there; he was scared; he may be strong n mighty. But his heart was feeble n depended on her love. It didn't want to lose the new life it had gained. She struggled against him to find solace n her knee collided with his pulsing flesh; he groaned biting harder on her neck. Completely still for a second she sluggishly pushed her leg down, rubbing his ultra sensitive member resulting in another deep groan. He cupped her buttock n pushed her hips simultaneously moving up until their pelvises were touching. He thrust his hips closer, pushing his straining manhood between her legs. Oh Maan… It felt so good when his long shaft tried to reach to her against four layers of clothing. Her folds were dripping wet for him to slip in.

 

His hands moved inside her kurti to feel the bare flesh of her back n flat stomach. Her skin was so smooth and soft n under his large hands, she was so fragile just as he had dreamed of so many times. He kissed her on lips once more passionately casting his spell on her completely then let his lips proceed downwards making sure to love each n every place in his reach. She held him tight the whole while her hands clutching his biceps n hairs, scraping at his scalp mixing his passion with sheer madness. His entire self was begging for her n he was incredulous that his need could be so huge; it almost swallowed him whole turning him into something that Maan never knew resided inside him. He almost went wild as his lips descended to her voluptuous breasts, he breathed in n out burying his face between them. His hands inside her top cupped her breasts from below pushing them up. Geet moaned as he latched onto the right nipple over the cloth, starting with a bite followed by suction. He kissed it n sucked, kissed n sucked. Her hard nipple poked shamelessly n she pushed his head more into her chest.

 

All the time her crotch itched n when suddenly he ground his hips against her she arched violently into him. He chewed on her clad bud making the cloth of her kurti n bra wet n nearly transparent just above her nipple. When satisfied he switched onto the other breast doing the same while his one hand grabbed the freshly freed breast inside the top on the bra, tweaking and pinching the pebbled button in between his fingers. Geet responded in kind, circling her hips in rhythm with his. Her mind screamed 'more…more' n hands own their own accord reached under his vest on back. She scraped him with her nails n his muscles contracted n he groaned her name vaguely, her breast still in his mouth.

 

He parted with difficulty because she wasn't ready to leave him. Maan… she almost shouted n he kept a hand on her mouth turning her to the other side facing opposite to him. The bed was huge n provided ample space for them to indulge in their… activities.

 

Securely his hands wrapped around her as he pulled her back against him. His manhood found shelter between the nick of the swells of her hip n he deliberately moved it up n down making her hiss. Remember you can't make noise. He said biting her ear lobe and at that time she seriously felt like punching him. How could he do that to her… she pouted but when his hands brushed over her slit in front for just a mili second she forget even her name n took a long breath in, moaning rousingly. His hand roamed on her stomach under the top, one finger poking her belly button. The other one slid the kurti down her shoulder to kiss, bite n suck at the same time pushing it up from the hem to reveal her stomach.

 

Once everything was set he undid her salwar n lowered it n then the same he did with his trousers except he removed them all the way. His finger found the slit of her **** again under the panty n he moved the finger along its length dipping it gently into her juicy folds occasionally rubbing her hypersensitive nub. She was so wet that her panty was socked over her crotch with her juices. Maan pushed her panty down n removed his briefs. Geet couldn't do anything except for moaning n wriggling while Maan took control; he kissed her neck n shoulder tenderly saying…. Tell me if it hurts, okay? And she knew she was in right hands, he would take care of her always. Pushing the little fear that she felt aside, Geet nodded her head.

 

He slipped the hand above; under her neck finding her breasts. I love your breasts. She blushed. It was raw, it was awkward too but she couldn't help feel proud like a silly teenager. His palm pressed her mound n the hand below held her inner thigh raising her one leg up n he pushed his lower body to hers again. The difference was they were naked this time on the hips n she clutched the pillow as his throbbing length pressed between her legs. Maan eased her raised leg down over his legs then taking his ***** in his hand he guided it to her entrance first stroking the head up n down for a few times. As it hit her clitoris Geet moaned rapidly, her uneven breathing matching Maan's.

 

He simply couldn't wait anymore n pushed his thing into her. Her labia parted and made way; Maan just let the head go in then held her leg back so that it wouldn't come in way. He pushed a little more n withdrew almost out then again pushed this time a little farther than before so that one fourth of his cock was inside her. Her walls clenched around him, suckling him, her wetness giving him the utmost pleasure. They both closed their eyes. Pure bliss washed over n Geet shivered in the cocoon of his arms, currents running down her spine. He pulled back again then pushed in once more… each time he went deeper than the last.

 

He pulled back n thrust his hips against her with full force burying his shaft completely into her wet core, his ***** resting over her. His hips pressed against her while he started a slow, gentle rhythm. There was pain throughout which Maan held her tight as if he could feel it too, it subsided soon and they both basked into the glory of soul searing sensations.

 

For each push she thrust her hips back into his. She was buzzing everywhere… her skin tingling n something inside her stomach rolled. With his each push she lost control slipping closer to the edge. She took his hand that was squeezing her breast to her mouth n bit into the flesh. He didn't seem to mind at all. He was in that other world, feeling ecstatic. His pulsing manhood rocked inside her as he started to go deeper n faster. Yes Maan… like that. Please…. She panted n moaned as quietly as she could. Her wall tightened around him…. convulsing as he pulled n vigorously pushed his entire length into her again n again. His thrusts became short n robust then it seemed that his cock inside her was getting bigger. She felt so full while her walls stretched beyond limits to accommodate his huge self. He slowed down to leisure, long thrust… Geet… am almost there. His voice was broken to which she replied breathlessly.Me too.

 

She whimpered n bit harder into his hand to muffle the screams as her muscles tightened almost painfully squeezing his thickness….. n then it was just pure bliss. Her orgasm hit her so hard that she stumbled virtually something else hit her at the same time, a realization, a memory. She gasped her heart beating in her ears with his pants. Tears flew from her eyes as she remembered it all, lived the memory n reality together, felt the emotions then n now at the same time.

 

There was something that was familiar but he didn't know what it was, hell he didn't care. Unable to hold anymore as she bathed n squeezed him inside her ******, he flooded his cum all inside her, spluttering against every wall n crevice of her core. Waves after waves of shuddering pleasure ran through their sweaty bodies n they trembled uncontrollably. Once he fetched his composure back he tugged himself back half heartedly but she seemed tired and limp. He pulled her panty n salwar up.

 

Just as he thought, she had no energy left; she was overwhelmed in every way possible and couldn't believe what had happened. Her mind, her body, her soul…. now she truly belonged to him. Shifting with great effort she rolled on her back to look at him. But he didn't look back; just pulled the duvet up covering their bodies' n closed his eyes. Something sort of a pin pierced her. Maan… he didn't respond. She shook him slightly. He couldn't be asleep so soon. He opened his eyes though looked at the other side. She held his chin, another ball of fear forming in her. Look at me. Their eyes met but she didn't saw what she had expected for a second, she saw tears. Don't look at me like that.

 

You are... crying?

 

Nooo. He protested babyishly but a tear dropped from his eyes onto her finger that was holding his chin. You don't know what this mean to me. He cupped her face tenderly with so much love that she felt like flying. Thank you.

 

Geet cried. How in the world did she get him, again? She wiped his tear n he pecked her forehead, pulling and almost making her lie on him. Geet laid her head on his chest. No more words were needed; the moment was too serene n their heart beats were enough for whatever was there to say n hear

PRECAP- Naughty Maan

I am sorry for being late… I generally try to keep promises but believe me I was so busy that I missed whole of Sunday's GHSP episode n half of Saturday's n also DD's performance in JDJ. But I know u guys understand bcz u love me so much. As u can see have updated a super long part that too just maaneet to make up for the delay. Initially I had thought to update it in two parts but did in one. I am nervous for this one, hope u all like it n m excited too for the upcoming parts also hehe… A big twist is coming, don't worry I haven't forgotten about the night in stable, that would be revealed in a few parts. Another thing I am going out of station for 4-5 days so couldn't update.

Last but not the least please leave your comments. If you have any requests do tell me any suggestions on how u want the story to progress is also most welcomed. I am waiting eagerly.

 

 

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