BEAUTIFULLY FLAWED, Part 23

BEAUTIFULLY FLAWED

Part 23

Light in sky, a period of white

Road full of roses, glittering sunshine

I wait here for it to end

Fading and sad, dark and cold

The passing phase… uncertain

The glow doesn’t go, so pure

And you hold it tight

Never lose, unconditionally kind

Going up, I fly high… you paint my wings

I look down and you stare back

Your arms, eyes my ground

For whenever I come back down

 

 

 

 

Everything was perfect. Geet hadn’t thought things would last for so long. It had been four days since they had gone for that disastrous breakfast with Maan’s mom n grandmother and in two days they would be leaving to go back to Mumbai.

 

In two days she would shift back to Maan’s house.

 

Geet sighed. How had her life come to this point she had no clue. After being a prostitute for what felt like a century she was here, living a luxurious, nearly normal life, with a billionaire businessman. She went to office, held a post. And there were people who cared for her, not many but at least two. On the inside, no matter how twisted, she felt the cracks filling, the hope building. Hope for a life which was a little more… respectable… easy… and less brutal.

 

Her eyes closed n involuntarily mind got back to when she had entered the business. Her first time.

 

 

 

Geet was hell scared. Her whole body was shivering and she couldn’t look herself in the mirror. She was dressed like a… slut. Of course she would be. She was going to sell herself. For a moment she thought about death. There were always knifes available, some building beside the road, kerosene being sold in some store. Only now these people wouldn’t let her die. Mr. C wouldn’t let her die. She was money n had already given her consent. Geet put her palms over her mascara laden eyes and gritted her teeth.

 

She couldn’t kill herself. Wouldn’t. Why should she die? She wasn’t a coward n the world never cared for her so why should she care for them. Whatever she got was pain, loads n loads of pain. Now screw it all. She didn’t give a damn. Her body was already battered. She was already a murderer. So what… if she was used more and killed her own soul this time. But she wouldn’t die to give satisfaction to god. She would live n if having sex for money meant the only way of survival, she was up for it.

 

Tears fell from her eyes but she wiped her cheeks, tears were useless, weakness. When two skimpily dressed women came to her room, Geet felt nauseous. Drink this. One of them forwarded her hand to offer the glass.Wha-t is… this? They looked at each other n laughed at her stammering. Geet wanted to run n hide under the bed. This is magic, will give you strength. The woman held her face, her fire-red nails digging into Geet’s skin, and pushed the glass of to her mouth.

 

Geet gagged as the dark liquid burned down her throat. She heard the giggles as her head swam then the door slammed. She fell on the bed. The air cold over her, bed swallowing her in. The door opened again and someone walked in, then there were hands all over her. Her foggy mind couldn’t comprehend what was happening but she cried, screamed, fought without a sound or movement.

 

Later, she lay on the bed curled up in a ball, naked from inside out. The man had left a bundle of green bills on the table it was another thing that she didn’t even saw his face, didn’t know if he was young or old, married or single. She just knew her body ached, stung n she felt a slash from her heart to belly. It had to be the place from where the dead soul of hers would have escaped.

 

Yeah, she was alive. Alive with no soul. Undead.

 

 

 

 

Ringing of her cell pulled her out of the horrifying bygone.

 

Hello.

 

Is there a problem?

 

Geet smiled. How he understood about her internal storms with just her voice was something beyond her. She looked at the modern art painting hanging on the front wall of her cabin which was just besides Maan’s.Naah! No problem, everything’s good. Where are you?

 

On my way back. The work’s going on good here.

 

Okay I will wait for you in the office then.

 

No. I want you to go back.

 

Geet furrowed her brows. Why?

 

We are going out for dinner.

 

Dinner?

 

Yes. There is a gift in your room at Niki’s. Go n have a look, ‘will pick you up in an hour.

 

Okay. But-

 

He cut her off. What’s your favorite food?

 

It’s… Geet started but her words clogged. Her favorite food? There was a time when she was starved n had nothing to eat, since then she ate whatever she got. She wasn’t really allowed to have favorites. I don’t know.

 

There was pause n then Maan spoke. We’ll figure it out. The line dropped n Geet felt the fluttering in her heart. She knew dinner was putting it gently. Maan would have planned far more than just a dinner. He was a man who did things with extravagance, simple was just his heart.

 

With Maan’s busy schedule they were going out privately for the first time, just the two of them. A broad smile stretched its way on her face. She was excited. Geet hastily left the office n headed for Niki’s place.

 

There on the bed she found an exquisite gown, the fine fabric was thin, sea blue, the neck a deep cut n down it flowed in several, defined incises. Geet concluded that she liked it. She picked up the card that was placed above the gown.

 

Wear the gown. A car will pick you up. Come to me.

 

Your Maan’s Waiting.

 

Geet felt the words which were written in his neat, ideal script with her finger tips. The gown was perfect on her body, wrapping her up in sensuous magnificence. Closing her eyes she imagined his eyes on her. On the cleavage that revealed from the deep neckline, legs that played hide in seek behind the slits of the gown or the hips that were hidden beneath the thin cloth. Current ran through her, just thinking about him. An image of their nude forms entwined together in the sheets fogged her mind turning her face bright red.

 

She did light make up n let loose her long, wild hairs. He loved it like that.

 

Out the car was waiting for her. She sat in it and the uniformed driver passed her a satin cloth.

 

What’s this for?

 

Sir wants you to tie this around your eyes.

 

Man! Was she thrilled? With anticipation coiling inside her unsteady hands tied the black-satin around her eyes. Wait wasn’t long maybe because she found it enthralling. World seemed new so was the magic of the eyes being closed. Ears were all was she depended upon. She tried to concentrate on the noises around n made a game of guessing where she was. Car zoomed pass the busy roads, stopping n then continuing on the traffic signals. Later on the noises diminished. They clearly had reached some less busy part of the city. And then the movements seized.

 

Geet stepped out. The wind was gusting blowing her hairs n gown. A booming resonance of an aircraft flying was heard in background. Either the airport was nearby or she was in there itself.

 

His touch was unmistakable. Maan held her elbow in his stable, large palm. She instinctively leaned into him. You look beautiful, love.

 

The L-word sounded so sweet from his mouth. Geet actually didn’t remember when he started using it for her but she somehow felt fixed whenever he addressed her like that. He escorted her n she stopped trying to guess where she was. With him she only wanted to concentrate on his touch, his smell… the complete him.

 

After a flight of stairs, there were more noises n an announcement. She knew they had boarded a plane.

 

With fingers that always knew what they were doing, he untied the cloth off her eyes n his mouth claimed hers. Standing on tip toes she ran her tongue over his lips showing her appreciation. His one hand pressed her torso into him while the other petted her hips.

 

Geet gasped for air as he parted his mouth from hers.

 

She observed her surrounding to calm her ragging heart n hormones. A private jet with every facility you could think of. Even a pool table. Is there something in the world you don’t own?

 

Maan stretched on the lounge chair n pulled her on his lap. There are things that I want but I don’t have.

 

The heated lips touched her neck n Geet tried to concentrate. I think you have it all.

 

I don’t. But I am stubborn enough to make mine what I don’t have already.

 

The plane landed in 2 hours and meanwhile they made good use of the flight.

 

Again Maan tied the cloth around her eyes n they set off for some place unknown. Geet didn’t even ask where they were because she didn’t want to ruin the surprise for herself n with him she didn’t doubted for her safety either. Most certainly he was the only man on the planet she was actually safe with.

 

When she got off the car this time and Maan escorted her to somewhere, she felt cool, heavy breeze hit her, the gentle sound of waves crashing on the shore.

 

He removed the cloth from her eyes n just as her newly focused vision adjusted to the scene before; she took a long, freshening breath in. Needless to say they were on a beach n there was a table set about a yard ahead, with a shed over it, decorated beautifully with white lilies n bulbs and at a distance a band was playing, the sound indistinct yet awfully melodious.

 

Geet was shocked n speechless so much so that she had to blink back the tears. To think that a man would do something like this for her was as unbelievable as it was touching.

 

Maan engulfed her palm in his pulling her ahead in the night, they sat on the chairs and dinner was served on the vast round table, best of all the illustrious Cuisines. Now we will know what your favorite is.

 

You are spoiling me. What would happen when you won’t be with me?

 

Maan frowned. Who said there would be a time when I won’t be with you? He ran his thumb over her knuckles. I will be there with you till my very last breath and am not one of those who break their promises easily.

 

His words scared her strangely, don’t know why. Because she doubted them? Or because she was afraid to believe them? Or because she already believed in them?

 

She decided she wouldn’t let anything-not even her fear-ruin this moment. Once done with the delicious dinner n Geet’s tummy almost exploding, Maan took her hand for a dance. She leaned into him, wine-that they had taken-making her mind a little bit tipsy. Music fluttering in air was lovely, some song being sung in another language, magnificent.

 

What language is it?

 

Spanish. The song’s my most favorite. Maan answered his hands playing over her body knowing every spot.

 

You know the language.

 

Yes. I was in Spain for a while. I learned it then.

 

Will you translate the song for me?

 

He looked into her chocolaty eyes that held so much, hid so much. I will. The song’s for you.

 

The soft symphony of guitar strings played mystically, softly as he whispered in her ear.

 

 

 

PLAY ME

(do play the song, its beautiful)

Let me be your hero.

 

 

Would you dance if I asked you to dance?

 
Or would you run and never look back?

 
Would you cry if you saw me crying? 

And would you save my soul tonight?

 

 

 

Her eyes widened, his voice was soulful, deep, heartfelt. She never knew he could sing… so well. Twirling her around like a puppet in its master’s control in his capable, strong arms he held her from behind.

 

With his thumb Maan caressed her lips. His touch so tender Geet smiled.

 

 

 

Would you tremble if I touched your lips?
Or would you laugh? Oh, please tell me this.
Now would you die for the one you love?
Oh hold me in your arms tonight.

 

 

 

 

She held him turning around, the shackles of her arms tight. He held her back. On the soft, dull beats of Spanish music they swayed. When Geet looked over her shoulders the singer of the band had stopped singing n now the instruments accompanied Maan’s voice.

 

 

 

 
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away

 

 

 

Slowly but surely his hands moved down the waist to clasp over her hips where he touched n fondled her. She basked in the heavens of his passion and the thing that was coming out his mouth. It didn’t feel like just a song. So expressive, loving, gentle couldn’t be a mere piece of art, it was something way more than that.

 

Maan cupped her face looking into her eyes, staring deep down where she allowed no one for the weaknesses she held in there.

 

 

 

 
Or would you lie? Would you run and hide?
Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind?
I don't care. You're here tonight

I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away

 

 

 

He hoisted her up a little n placed her feet over his so they moved as one. Geet rested her head on his chest, her hand over where his heart must be.

 

 

 

Oh, I just wanna hold you. I just wanna hold you.

Oh yeah.

 

 
well, I don't care. You're here tonight

 

Maan pulled her further towards the sea more far from the band. Their hands entwined. The water touched their bare feet as they both had removed their footwear. She stayed glued to him in the cold wind while walking along the shoreline.

 

Their table n band faded from sight behind them leaving them alone with the sea n stars. Geet spotted a canopied bed all creamy beauty. Curtains around the bed flew in wind. Everything appeared like a dream.

 

 

 
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away 

 

 

Maan pulled her closer to the bed n slipped the thin cloth down her shoulder. They didn’t spoke anything n let actions take place of words. With no cloth left to hide them from each other, Maan lowered her body on the plush bed. She pulled him over her body, their lips dueling, hands meddling. This was one of their most beautiful union n Maan was astounded how gently she gave herself to him. She might say she didn’t trust him but he knew somewhere she did. From the deepest corner of her heart, she did.

 

I can be your hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away

 

You can take my breath away.

 

I can be…. Your hero.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Geet had actually started to believe that everything would remain same. That they would be together… forever? She wished it from every ounce of herself. But of course her fate was cursed. Hell had to break upon for, she was darkness in herself. She was his doom no matter how much she tried to think otherwise.

 

Her phone rang a day later after their one night trip to Mumbai. Geet’s stomach twisted as she saw the unknown number on her screen. She received the call n the devil’s voice sounded on the line. God she hated him with such passion. Like the bastard he was, he wanted to know if Maan was going to Noida that day. I don’t know anything about it. It’s some confidential meeting there and I don’t know anything. And also I am not going with him.

 

Calm down darling. I am not asking you to go there.

 

Even if you did am not going. I have decided that am not working for you anymore. She told him sharply. It’s all over. You can do whatever you want.

 

Only because I am being nice to you doesn’t me you would sit on my head. Remember the photographs I gave you in that envelop. Just my one word n they would be there in the newspaper the very next morning.

 

I don’t care.

 

Oh you do baby. You do. Now shut the crap n tell me. Is Maan going to Noida today?

 

Yes.

 

I want to know the exact time he is leaving.

 

I don’t-

 

Don’t play games with me. Dev barked. Tell me the time.

 

This is the last time, Dev.

 

She could hear him laugh n it make her sick. I promise you. This is the last time. Now my answer?

 

Geet hung up after telling him time when Maan was to leave. This was the last time. She swore to herself n Dev promised her too. Naturally his promise couldn’t be trusted but never again she was going to supply Dev with any information. Not anymore. She won’t betray Maan anymore. And this time too she had just told him the time of Maan’s departure. There wasn’t a big deal in it. Thank god he didn’t ask for anything else.

 

 

 

 

Night had fallen still Maan hadn’t come back. He should have been back by now. Maan had told to meet her after coming back. He never broke his promises or at least informed if something came up. He wasn’t even picking up his phone.

 

Geet had called at his house to see if he had reached but Neena said he hadn’t. There was no sign of him in the office too. Don’t know why she felt so restless. Nikita was out of town so there was no one who she could talk to about her silly trepidation.

 

Her insides trembled with fear. There was something wrong. She felt the buzzing in her heart, sweat rolling down her forehead in full AC. Why did it seem that the world was about to end? Geet frantically picked up her phone n scrolled through her contacts. Adi must know where Maan was. She called him.

 

Hello, I… wanted to know if Maan has come back from Noida? He should have been back by now.

 

Adi’s voice was strained when he spoke. Maan Sir has had an accident. He told Geet the name of the hospital where Maan was admitted.

 

Geet started to shake. The phone fell from her hand n she stumbled before running out of the house.

PRECAP- 

Dadimaa not allowing Geet to meet Maan.

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MILAN- The Final Destination, PART 129

MILAN- The Final Destination
PART- 129

That’s a surprise.

Aur Jia?

 

She will come with us.

 

Geet lowered her lashes. I am fine here Maan. I don’t think-

 

Maan jerked her against his chest, she gasped as he stared hungrily at her lips, his eyes almost kissing her. Don’t worry. I won’t give you time to think.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Their laughter was so loud it filled the whole house with roaring glee. Geet felt it radiating, flooding her insides, booming in her core. She wanted to savor this time. As her hands worked to set the food in tray, she wanted to calm herself. Ever heard anyone going insane with happiness? Well, she was going to set a new example.

 

With a tray in hands n Jia’s nanny behind with more food Geet climbed the stairs towards Jia’s room. The joyous screams n chortle got louder.

 

Daddy, Jia… will fall. Jia said between fits of laughter. Geet, as she entered the room, saw Maan legs high up in air while he lay on the bed n Jia above on his foot playing airplane. Really? Maan drawled tilting his legs sideways and Jia held onto Maan hands-with which he held hers-for her dear life.

 

Snakes are here. Geet announced. The father-daughter duo looked at her n Maan landed Jia down. Jia crawled on his stomach n beat at his chest.Daddy you are bad. Geet giggled. Maan flipped her over n nuzzled her small stomach. Jia broke into laughter again, panting n asking him to stop.Mommy help. Jia’s nanny kept the plates down n left the room. Geet after putting the tray on table climbed the bed n while Maan was busy torturing Jia Geet came from behind n attacked him with tickles. Jia got up instantly n joined her mother. Maan fell on his back, laughing n glaring at the same time but both the girls didn’t stop. Somehow saving his ass off, Maan escaped from the bed n stood with his arms crossed, whole face flushed like a tomato.

 

Aww… what happened to Daddy dear? Geet asked grinning. You both are so dead. They fought some more where Geet n Jia teamed up against Maan. Daddy ne Jia ko giraya. Maan was like ‘What-the-fuck’.No I didn’t. I was just playing. Both Jia n Geet shook their head in condemnation n Maan made a face. Finally Jia wanted to eat though Maan threw tantrums but agreed when Jia n Geet manaofied n fed him with their hands.

 

Geet loved this. No vacation could be better than this. She had thought that there won’t be a family for her n here she was with her daughter n husband, her Maan. And, another one was on his/her merry way to this world. It had been five days since they arrived to Sydney and everyday Geet woke up n couldn’t recognize herself in mirror. Every time her face glowed with a new light.

 

Maan had planned it all alone. Geet didn’t know when he did it but he was fast n he had arranged it to perfection. The vacation was so much fun. They had visited almost every tourist spot in the city… Opera House, Harbor Bridge, Royal Botanical garden, Luna park, Sydney tower and their two story beach house was the most beautiful place ever. It was big yet cozy, filled with lively furniture n colors. They also went to Taronga Zoo n Jia face was worth watching as she observed each animal with utter concentration. Geet’s personal favorite though was when they had gone on a private boat for whale watching. That was awesome. Everything was awesome n they did all crazy stuff. Well she n Jia. Maan was a bore. He would say ‘don’t do this’, ‘don’t do that’ but they hardly listened n in the end he would have to bear their madness.

 

Like a perfect hubby he stood by her. Walked with her hand in his, checked every two seconds if she was comfortable. He pampered n took care of her just like he did Jia. It felt like her childhood was back. No worries, cruelty, sleepless nights and ghosts of past.

 

Not once Geet felt bothered by Jia. The little angel wasn’t one of those kids who whined n complained rather she was most of the time calm n happy. If she saw or got something to get hold of her mind she would leave Maan n Geet to themselves n didn’t disturb them. In all their excursions Maaneet got plenty of private time. The occasional touches n suggestive looks made her heart go on an overdrive. At home there was Jia’s nanny who had come with them to take care of Jia. And nights were all theirs. For a few days Maan had put a stop to the one-day-break rule. And Geet was more than thankful because hormones were literally on rampage. After just looking at him for a bit too long she couldn’t help herself imagining where she wanted those hands n mouth n eyes. And Maan exactly knew when her mind wandered.

 

Just like he did right now.

 

Maan smirked. I know what you are thinking.

 

Geet smiled n blushed lowering her lashes and tried to fake ignorance.What am I thinking?

 

You are thinking about my talented tongue n fingers. How they would feel on you, inside you. His lips whispered in her ears. Geet looked at him surprised n tongue tied. Won’t keep you waiting. There are few things I want to do with you tonight too. Will you let me, Geet?

 

Of course you dumb fool. Geet wanted to say but just a breathless yescame out of her mouth.

 

A satisfied smile came onto Maan’s face. I will prepare food n everything else tonight for you madam.

 

Jia yawned after finishing her snakes tried after the day’s outing n all the playing. As Maan prepared for Jia’s sleep he ordered Geet to wait in their room n not come out till he asked her to.

 

 

 

Geet tapped her foot impatiently. Half hour. It had just been half hour. Of course he couldn’t cook n do ‘everything else’ in mere 30 minutes but the wait was killing her. Her skin buzzed with anticipation n soul craved to be with him.

 

She needed him.

 

She needed him so much.

 

Geet opened one of her bags. She looked at the black-pink dress that she had found in his cupboard. She had no idea why she had packed it but she did n with that had also packed one lingerie. Don’t know why perhaps for the same reason Maan had brought them. Even in a rag you would look sexy. But think about what would happen if you wore lingerie.  His words rang in her ears n she blushed with a silly smile on her face. Her Maan was doing so much for her, couldn’t she do this little thing for him. Not the lingerie but she could try the dress. The dress was small too barely it would reach the middle of her thighs n there was just two steps to hold it over. For Maan. She told herself n shed her clothes. With shaking hands she wore the dress. The bodice was tight around her breasts making them seem larger and the skirt of it flowed down to the center of her thighs in silken waves, tickling her skin there. The dress wasn’t indecent it was just…. emphasizing.

 

Geet didn’t look herself in the mirror n waited for him to call her, closing her mind for any thoughts that would disturb or worse make her cry.

 

 

The intercom ringed and Maan called her on the roof.

 

Just as the wind blew Maan felt her presence n turned around only to have his mouth hanging open. His eyes drank her in n he felt the instant stir in his pants. She was breathtaking, alluring and- his eyes met hers n Maan frowned. He walked ahead.

 

Her hairs blew n the subtle smell of hers was enticing. He placed his hands on her bare shoulders to feel her shivering n it wasn’t the cold.

 

Geet fear evaporated in a blink n instead she blushed crimson. You took a lot of time, you know?

 

As if he didn’t hear her, Maan asked. You wore this for me? His hands trailed down the softness of her arms and came up. Only if you said you like it. She smiled nervously.

 

Maan looked down at her. The smooth cloth kissed her skin making her breasts stand out as the air rushed around them Maan could see the perk nipples straining behind the thin fabric. He wanted to take them in his mouth, kiss her from head to toe. Mark her with his love. I love it. Aur tumhe nervous hone ki zaroorat nai hai, samjhi tum. He mumbled in her locks n Geet nodded. His arm next second was below her hips to pull her body flush against his. She gasped, her breasts flattening into his hard chest almost painfully. His knees nudged her legs apart for him to position in between them.

 

The manhood was like cast-iron, firm n solid. Heat pooled n seeped from her core in a hot, sizzling rush. Courage followed. Take me.

 

First we do the dinner.

 

They sat on dinner table set in middle of the roof. All around were small blue lights that sparkled yet left space for moon to cast its natural glow. Fragmented candles were lit on the table n food was not exquisite or fancy but delicious nonetheless. Her eyes, though, wandered now and then to the bed he had made on the roof at one side. Plush mattresses on floor, black satin sheets spread over it with fluffy black pillows. I wanted to cook much more but didn’t have the patience.

 

Thank god for that. She said with relief and her eyes widened. Did she spoke it aloud? I mean- I am not that hungry. The naughty glint in his eyes actually scared her. He didn’t say anything and kept eating which reminded Geet that he didn’t exactly tell her how she looked. She had been frightened, chilled to bone before but as soon as she saw the look in his eyes, she just felt flushed and… hot. He had seen her naked n there was nothing that he showed repulsion to. With him she felt beautiful. He was the confidence that she had earlier lost.

 

Maan really couldn’t eat. The overexcited member in his pants was throbbing to get out. He fiddled in his seat. God, she looked ravishing. He couldn’t believe she wore that dress… for him, dropping the truck load of inhibitions n fear. Did he matter to her so much? His Geet had brought the dress all the way here n she-his breath blew out of his lungs. Maan caught the view of her globes as she bend forward to take the jug. He closed his eyes n started to count till 10. You are not hungry kya? Geet asked.Are you done? Geet made a puppy face. She wanted to but she couldn’t.I can’t eat and don’t you dare force me. The food is yummy but… it’s your fault. He didn’t wait for another word n shot out of his chair. Pulling her up and he dropped his mouth on hers. Her lips parted but he took it slow, playing with her, nipping softly, running his tongue over the soft petals.

 

18+

She encircled her arms around his neck n moaned, purring gently. Maan sucked harder, taking entry into her mouth and lowering the straps of the dress down. He pulled her globes out of the bodice.

 

Geet hissed biting his lip feeling his large hands work on her mounts. You didn’t tell me how I look? With or without the dress? Maan asked showering kisses on her cheek, temple, his fingers knotted in her hairs.

With the dress. Amazing jaan. You can enslave a man with that thing on. But I like you more naked n squirming beneath me.

 

In a matter of minutes they all but tore each other clothes and Geet had her legs wrapped around his waist while he devoured her mouth. You are amazing Maan. She spoke. He always told her how beautiful she looked she wanted to do it. He was so perfect and beautiful. And she was overcome with emotions. After going through so much pain n death of herself, she had found this much happiness. It felt surreal. I love the way you feel when your tongue is inside my mouth. The way your hard, lithe body move against me, over me, when you thrust. Her voice was low n she was beetroot red but there was no stopping. Your long fingers are wondrous. I love how they feel me. I love each and every part of you. I love you.

 

Her words seized.

 

Maan lost his balance n they fell on the mattresses, bouncing, with Geet on Maan. What- what did you say?

 

Geet was numb. Oh no. Did she actually…? Confessed? The biggest sin in her life she was going to commit. She was going to deny. Before that she saw the raw expectation on his face n the layer of water in his eyes, he didn’t hide his emotions from her. He opened his entire vulnerable self, ripped himself naked, and offered all that he had. In return he just desired the old Geet.

 

What would had she done?

 

That Geet would have screamed she loved him on top of her voice.

 

I love you. She had this chance to tell him, she wasn’t going to lose to it at any cost. I love you so very much. I love you. Love you. Love you. Love you. Maan rested his head back on the pillows, satiation washing over him. Love you. Words totally failed him, hers were so sweet. Kabhi mujhe chod ke mat jana. Mai jee nai paugi.

 

A tear dropped from the corner of his eyes n she kissed it away.

 

Geet wasn’t scared, she was telling her heart out n she was ordering him, she loved him. His toy girl. I- She cut him off. Let me pleasure you.

 

She kissed her way down his chest, over his stomach, licking n biting. Once she reached the junction between his legs, in her small she held him. He was so big n hard yet the skin was soft in her grip, she felt the nerve pulsing rapidly below it. Lightly she skimmed the base of his shaft with her nails. Maan surely wasn’t expecting that. He moaned n arched his back. Her heart thumped. She wanted to take it all in, into her mouth. As she lowered her head; her long hairs tickled his skin. Geet kissed the tip and then licked the head swirling her tongue in a smooth circle and Maan lost it.What the hell are you doing? He jerked her back over him, his body rippling n cock aching. You don’t have to do that?

 

But I want to? She fought. Why only you get to do everything?Because… because I am the man here. So what? I am no less. Let me take you. No. He held her in place when she tried to go down again on him, the thing was he wasn’t that patient n he thought she wasn’t prepared for that either. Crap, he hadn’t imagined she would fight him, that too for this. Not now may be later. She tried to fight but he turned her over n nudged her core with his hardness, burying his face in her neck. You can’t- She arched back, giving him access, opening her legs, wrapping them around his hips. Do that.

 

Yeah right. His hand went down between their bodies. With his forefinger n thumb he pinched n rolled her clit n she cried with the combination of pain n pleasure. Maan plunged into her centre. She screamed his name; he pulled out n dove back in, thrusting deep, fast at start then slow, switching pace n angle. Her walls contracted with the indication of her arrival n Maan pulled himself out. Geet nearly slapped him. Yeh kya- he lifted himself off her n pushed her to make her lie on her stomach. She trembled with cold wind touching her new exposed body but Maan soon covered her back with his large form again. She wriggled when he held her hands above her head.You were having so much fun na… making a fool of me with Jia?

 

So are you taking revenge? She said in a babyish voice to melt him but Maan was beyond that.

 

Yes. He pushed her hips down, forcing her legs apart n penetrating her from back. She held her breath then adjusted to this new position. When she started to grind Maan began to move. She was just on the edge n burst with a rushing wave of orgasm, Maan came shortly n with him spilling into her she couldn’t hold another mighty wave.

 

His hips buckled n moved with hers. I love you too Jaan.

 

Geet smiled, their sweaty bodies colliding n rubbing together.

 

He didn’t need to say it. His gestures, his eyes, his touch, everything screamed he was deep in love, with her. Forever. Three words weren't enough to express what he showed for everyday, every minute, every second. Pity it took her years to understand this but she would take it all now n give it back thousand fold. With the end of another orgasm she was all drained. He collapsed on her n somehow she squirmed n turned below him n pulled his head down to her. Their lips met n locked. She whispered in his mouth. You love me, I know.

 

Maan sat up, adjusted the pillows n settled with his back against the boundary wall of the roof, Geet got up too n he pulled her between his legs. She rested back into him, holding the warm sheet around them. Above the stars were twinkling. They are so lovely. Haan. He mumbled. And when you look up at them I can kiss your neck. He got to work again. N Geet slapped his hand that was slipping below to her core.

 

Sitting there they talked and not much later Maan was rock hard again. Geet was just too happy to service him.

 

 

 

 

 

Next day…

 

Maan was in deep shit. There was important work that was waiting for him. They had to leave. If it had been anything else he wouldn’t have disappointed his girls who were giving him murderous looks. Par Daddy hum toh wenty days ke lie aaye the na?

 

Maan cursed. Who said that princess? We had come for eight days.

 

Mommy ne bola.

 

Geet pouted. Aapne kal raat ko kaha tha mai jo mangugi aap denge.

 

God! Geet had been like an insatiable vampire last night. She didn’t sleep n kept him up all night, talking n making love one after the other. Honestly, after their fifth time he didn’t know what they talked. Even now he was half numb just his whole body buzzed n he felt all the more thirsty for her.I also don’t want to go back but it’s emergency. I promise I will whatever you both will say.

 

Geet n Jia looked at each other. Geet grinned, Jia had no idea why her mother was grinning but who cared for that, she grinned back. Deal then. You will have to do whatever we would say. Right Jia?

 

Yesh, fight.

 

Maan eyed them. These two were devils n together they were inescapable.You love us na? Geet made a puppy face n Jia was sucking her upper lip.

 

Oh god!!! Sure I will do anything Jaan. And for you too princess, whatever you guys say. He sighed while Geet n Jia gave each hi-five.

 

 

 

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