Part 4
This
one year also brought many passionate moment between them. It was one day
nearing dark when it was like storm in making and so Palki was upstairs in
terrace to take up the clothes as she knew the tempers of Harsh and even that
it was only her who would be screwed even for clothes. She was there struggling
with saris and dhotis as she had never in her life had seen such long garments
and that too in storm it became more complicated and with light drizzle it was
making it slippery. With clothes flowing
all over and she helplessly running after them, she felt tired. Just then she
felt a masculine figure, she got consciously recollecting herself as she knew
that with Harsh’s nature it was difficult to even talk to anybody as he will
explode on her and she use to love his possessive and jealous streak a lot .
She was about retiring so when she was turning she saw Harsh standing with his
hands flown apart and enjoying the rains, she first time saw some genuine
happiness in his face. He was inattentive about someone’s presence so she
decided to quietly leave when she felt a pull and in a second she was in his
arms, he was looking at her excitedly, she had already got wet and her clothing
sticking to her body and then for first time he pulled her face to his face and
kissed her passionately and wildly and during kissing he pulled her to his
strong figure and felt some impliedly acceptance from her as neither he or she ever knew when she melted into his
passion, so he took her in his arms and
resting her in their room, he gently closed the gate and then he came
close to her and then kissing her wet waist, and let her thin cummerbund go and
similarly opened her bangles and while kissing her ears took away the earrings
with his kiss and then even opened her necklace and then suddenly he took
off her wet peacock blue saree and
started passionately kissing her all over , she felt something very shy at
first but was enjoying it. She felt like earth over which the first rains is
exploring. Then he may have understood her embarrassment so slowly covered both
of them with bed sheet and then he opened his yellow kurta and his jeans and
her deep green blouse and lingerie.
Then
for rest of night he explored her soft and naked body over which lied neither
passively nor excitedly but as his body is a part of her existence and in all
these it was Palki who was enjoying the most and specially when after fierce
love-making, he just rested near her possessively holding her with his left
hand and is right under his head. With her bare back covered with her long
black hairs and his fingers playing with them.
Slowly
he started drumming her bare back than she reddened up to fullest as playing
with her back, he again started a fierce session of love-making and with her
bare breasts getting crushed his strong masculine chest, she felt like a long
lost dream getting fulfilled, she wanted to scream and ask for more as for her
it was like the best feeling of the world which she never wanted to end, it was
like heavenly nectar which she wanted more and more. At this moment she
couldn’t understand how can she want and yet fear same person. This night also
cleared any doubts of Harsh that either
Palki loves him or not. He could clearly guess with her reaction that she
wanted more and more of him and the passion in her eyes are only for him.
For
her this moment was like even more heaven, she felt like complete and like that
over years she had just yearned for this night, on the other side he felt like
he was her existence system and it was all which made him believe that she was
the one.
The
next morning when Palki woke she found that both of them were still lying bare
and close. She was sleeping on one arm of his which was entwingled with open
hairs on her back and with other hand he was closely holding her near to him.
And she had being sleeping fitfully covered up to her breasts with bed sheet
and strands of her hairs and only her mangal sutra was on her body and her
right hand under his body and left over her chest. She was blushing profusely
and then she tried to get out from bed and search for her clothes when she
heard Harsh’s groaning and she pretended to be asleep. He opened his eyes,
removed some strands from her face and kissed her forehead and was back to land
of slumber. That night not only gave them immense physical pleasure but
provided them with much more degree of mental security and happiness.
No comments:
Post a Comment